This is where I’m supposed to write something profound. Alas, words escape me…Fie on’t! I want some chocolate…
While making rather lame, half-hearted attempts to clean my room early–and by early I mean at midnight–this morning I discovered a notebook I bought from Barnes and Noble’s with rather cliche trendy vector art on the front. Inside are notes and doodles ranging from measurements for a print job I had to do to really inaccurate algebra (y=mx+b) and notes on American art history before the Civil War. On the very first few pages, however, was a failed attempt at a beginning of the Alyce Chronicles. Indeed, Alyce came off sounding very lofty and not at all her age! It’s kind of funny, really, imagining a child speaking this way! Not to mention, this beginning would mean that the story would start somewhat in medias res, but not quite. Maybe it is better to say that it would have started in the middle of the beginning. Oh well, whatever. This is why I am not a writer. Wordsmithing is best left to the professionals. So, keep that in mind while you’re reading this:
As it were, I have become a nationless wanderer, yet I do not roam the world anymore, but I roam my mind. Today is my birthday, and I have yet to partake of any celebratory activities.
However, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, in their great excitement, have jumped the gun and presented me with their gift: the very journal in which I write now. So, all the little fleeting thoughts that previously never had a home but wandered between my conscious and subconscious now have a place to live.
Ah! But, I have gotten ahead of myself. I referred to myself as “nationless”, and, by that, I mean I have no real group to which I feel I truly belong. Here, at court, I am treated as royalty, but as nobody’s friend. I am looked upon with the cold distance of enforced respect, devoid of appreciation for the human heart beneath these fine threads. Try as I might, the people here refuse to use my name without a title preceding it. At home, I was just me–just Alyce.
Here is an in-progress drawing of what could possible be a cover for a comic idea I have. Here, Alyce sits atop a building that was built right over her little hovel. In just a matter of months, The Fringes–the blighted neighborhood she once called home–was transformed into the hustling and bustling business district of Reville–all thanks to the Queen. It is in this moment that Alyce realizes that she now has no home anywhere in the queendom of Reville.
While, I may be a little late compared to some bloggers with the whole New Year’s Blog thing, I don’t really have anything profound to say about 2010. Indeed, it was probably one of the most difficult, interesting, and fulfilling years I’ve had: My first gallery experience, my first large works (5×6 ft), finding a renewal in my belief in my artwork, creating work for others. I’ve finally come to grips with the idea that I’m an artist! But, with that being said, I don’t have some grand retrospective of 2010. I don’t like to look to the past.
What I’m really here for is to make a promise to myself, under the witness of any random internet passerby who is nice enough to stay and read this. I think,if I just put this in writing, I’ll be more likely to stick to it. Yep, that’s right, like many people out there, I’m making a New Year’s Resolution! This year, I’m gonna stay true to myself, make art, and surround myself with things and people who inspire me. That’s not to say that I’ll be casting anybody out–I’m not like that. I’ll just look harder to find the beauty in things and in life. That’s it. No big plans to lose 50 lbs this year or whatever (even though that is an ongoing resolution). I just want to make me happy so that I can do what I do better.
So, speaking of finding things that inspire me, my advisor has been awesome and pointed me to an artist that I instantly fell in love with: Mark Ryden!
I love the way he uses color and his backgrounds are lush and detailed; They can be just a hair’s breadth away from being nightmarishly cute if not crossing the line, but that’s why I love him!
The connection between nature and the girls he commonly depicts is really what intrigues me. Women are commonly associated with nature, especially in art, but these are just girls. They seem to interact with nature in an innocent and curious way–like they’re somewhat unaware of their connection to to nature except for the fact they can talk to trees or possible be eaten by them!Ryden’s strange sense of humor is also something that adds to the sheer perfection of his work too. While I love seriously beautiful work, I don’t like work that takes itself too seriously. =)
But that’s all about that for now. I could talk all day about this guy, but seriously, just Google image search “Mark Ryden” and look for yourself.
But, I do want to thank all the friends and family who have supported me all throughout 2010 and all my life before I sign off. The yellow rose is a symbol of friendship. This is sort of like a small thank you for all you’ve done for me. Thanks Everyone!
So, I’m signing off now. Thanks for letting me ramble. Keep an eye out for periodic updates. Happy New Year and may this year be everything you hope for and more. =D
Living in a little dirt mound between the cities of Here and There, The Cheshire Cat has created a little one-man town called Nethernor where he can live his life in solitude until a traveler comes by needing his guidance between the cities. I just ask that you do not inquire about the suit…
Contrary to the way he looks, he’s actually a good guy who’ll do his best for you. He can be bit of a harmless creeper, but only because he’s cast off society and therefore doesn’t fit in with it. If it’s sentimentality you’re looking for, though, he’s not the one for you. It’s nearly impossible to penetrate that hard outer shell of taciturnity and chain-smoking unless your remind him of a certain someone…
I think it’s fair to say that this sketch sums up the Cheshire Cat’s whole state of mind.
Oh goodness…how long has it been since I last posted? I’m so sorry. Well, I am here to post sneak peek of some larger work that I’m doing. Mind you, these pieces are at least 5-6ft tall or long. More updates later! Also, for those of you who are local. My work will be on exhibit along with my prof and a fellow art student in November! Keep your eyes open for more details as it gets closer!