andinstone

The following is just a copy and paste of the Interests field from 2012, 2013. Just to preserve them as I move up and forward Hopefully.

Man I liked ellipsises, ellipses? Hmm.

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EDIT: Some of these are still true, of course
And from the bio, & in text just to see if the stamps will work...
Continued:



(leaving the broken stamps as a relic of my silliness)

 



*subtle hint*

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Over the course of the Great Introspection that goes on when I take a break from things (among other reasons), I listen to a lot of music to accompany me, to think with, to feel along with me, all of those, you know?

And every so often a line of lyric will strike me, & resonate so much that it becomes like an arc-word for the current situation I am in. Even if it is just those words completely stripped of context.

For the longest time/arc, it was & still is,
"come healing of the body, come healing of the mind,"

from Leonard Cohen's Come Healing, a song that is, to me, perfect. The arc can include other verses & becomes basically the entire song. For a shorter time in that arc, it was another Cohen piece,

"going home without my sorrow, going home some time tomorrow, going home to where it's better than before,
going home with out my burden, going home behind the curtain, going home without the costume that I wore,"

From the song Going Home. Other lines fit more specific things, & perhaps it shows that I was heading into & making my way through recovery.

Then more recently I've come back to some older songs, explored others as I've moved between arcs in a way, haha (filler episodes, I suppose). & now I've returned to one of the simplest, oldest ones, from since I was very young, from, another L, Luther Vandross,

"I know I'm praying for much too much"

Just that. With or without it's context.
What a way.

If I could include instrumentals, then I'm definitely in the coda to David Byrne & St. Vincent's "Outside of Space & Time, & the ending half of the long version of Florence and the Machine's "How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful".

... ... ... this is likely to become a Tumblr post, & if so I will share a link here, if I can find out how. Just felt like a new journal entry was due, &  this is what was on my mind Greetings from the deviantART mobile app, it is lovely

All my previous journal posts feel (looking back) very melancholy. So here's a smiley-er one.

... I did not persevere. Maybe, maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to update this someday. For now I'm just tidying up the old relics here (which, after a long time, look more and more... *sigh*) and checking on my other brilliant artists. Glad to see those who are still here and active being very lively and active and still making amazing art. Many of you who've left or whose art now exists elsewhere, Godspeed with your arty endeavours.

Till then, maybe maybe just maybe,
ThorpeyDennyDen.

To persevere is for saints.

And so said Josemaria Escriva, I believe.

Well, since the last Journal entry, I have tried to make more complete pieces that are upload-worthy, I've tried to improve on my comment-writing and show some degree of respect to the owners of the art (restrain myself from fave-and-running ) and I have been able to get some of my previous unauthorized work approved (courtesy of Facebook, actually), as well as finish some work which was well received ("some work" = precisely one ) and then someone asked me to sketch her portrait! Well, I ought to be glad, I guess, in terms of "Attempting Artistry", things may now be looking up!



However, and being the "Mad" Scientist I am, there must be a however, I am starting to lose faith. (That phrase has some other meaning, though, but the few who may follow are not on deviantART) (So, only one aspect/half-a-rant from me ) Well, the 'commissioned' portrait is going slowly, in fact, very slowly, in part because of my distraction with other potentially future-bearing things, and then the current progress seems to be unsatisfactory to me. And then, well, I have had really good dA conversations lately, I also have had three people watching me (rarely is such a phrase a positive one. Sometimes even within dA) one of whom was a bot or other form of non-artist (who is now permanently banned) and another one, one of the ones who led me to deviantART, who has deactivated her profile for a while now (removes hat, bows head... cues 21-gun-salute. ), and so I have one proper friend here. But still, one really stellar one. And there are the artists whose art I have added to my favourites and then have had some degree of conversation with. To all, thank you!

Now, the point. (I was looking all over for you! Where did you go?) Well, I have managed to pile up ideas for assorted drawings, attempts at colour, and possibly concrete poetry even. Yet I have not been able to sit myself down and attempt, and while I can imagine how they would turn out, somehow I am losing my faith in this. Oh dear... But I intend to persist, and persevere, in living, in the dA sense and in the sense of the arts. :noble:

I hope this will go well. To anyone who may have seen this, or who may have read through it's long rambling, or any other fellow artist who has commented on my work, aided me in my attempting, shown enthusiasm for my mediocre commentary, Thank you! Thank you very very much.

You may just be the last thing keeping me on deviantART.

Well, it is getting late, and I have gotten too carried away with my worries, I think.
At the very least, I think I am slowly learning. Including trying to use these: Yay Emoticons!

Well, Good Night, fellow artists, and Godspeed!