This is my 400th post. YEAH!

[secondlina]

My muse is weird. I like to think she's some disorganized, blond, mute, glowy greek bundle of cuteness. As a result, most of the ideas she gives me are vague at best. Almost every project I ever started I had to re-start (reboot?) about 8 to 15 pages in, because I didn't like where it was going and though of a better way to go. Really - i've done this for most of my class projects (including my final graduating exhibit.), I did it for ROSE and now I just did it for Jabberwocky. Eight pages in, I scrapped what I did and started over and like the new pages SO MUCH BETTER. I think my muse is too eager and makes me start things before they really mature, hence the starting over thing. But then again, considering I do this every, EVERY time, maybe it's just part of my creative process - getting some ideas out, figuring out better ones once the first ones are on paper and going with it.

In other news - ROSE was in the newspaper today. Actually, all the books coming out for Collection TRIP are, along with some interviews of artists. The news guy tried to interview me too, but I missed the deadline. He sent me an email on the day we were moving our offices at work. Talk about the wrong day to have no internet! Oh well. The images are there, and that's the most important part!

In other, other news, i'm amazed by how rude people are. Yesterday, the bus was full. I mean FULL of people. And it was all young teens sitting in the front (I was also sitting in the front.) I saw an old lady and a obviously pregnant woman get on the bus. NONE of the people sitting got up for them. I got up, thinking "Too bad I only have one seat to offer." As soon as my butt was off the chair, one of the teens that was standing swooped in and took my seat. I turned around and told her I was going to offer the seat to one of the ladies clearly in need of sitting. The teen said (and I quote) "That's not MY problem."

...Kiddo, it's about to be.

I told her to get up or I would make her get up. Now, I don't think i'm a very impressive lady with my 120 pounds and my 5'3 but I was apparently pretty scary because she got up pretty quickly. The old lady managed to sit down in my seat. Nobody else got up for the pregnant lady.

MEH.

People.

Oh well.

Here is some cuteness to balance out the negative: Another drawing following my anthropomorphic attemps at drawing Super Mario Bros items and monsters. The Bob-omb girl (my favorite!) and a Shy guy. Because you know it's true love.



Over and Out.
(400th POST WOO!)

-Isa

Comments

[ichiban-victory.livejournal.com]

Pfft! Want my creative process instead? I feel like I'm walking around in a dark room and I cannot see at all, instead I have to search around by hand and feel for things until I come across something I like, then I tuck it under an arm and continue to feel around until I come across something else that will work with what I already have. It's why I am so insanely slow when it comes to writing. I really need to have enough of something that works together before I can just plop down and write it out...and once I get something, it's back to feeling around in the dark for what comes next.

-whew-

My gosh, so the Me Generation is alive and well in Canada as well. That is so rude! Its a shame you had to snap at the girl to get her to see sense, but at least the older lady got a seat. Bah, it reminds me of all the younger kids working at Disney; you would have a group of them that had been running around playing in the parks all day, only for them to wait until the park was closed. Then they would catch the bus that all of the kids who had to work that day were catching, so you would have the tired workers all standing on the bus while the hyper slackers had taken all the seats. Or worse! There would be so many hyper slackers, the tired workers had to wait for a second bus to come before they too could go home! (And sometimes it took over half an hour before another bus came.) People really have forgotten to be considerate of others...

EDIT: And congrats on the 400th post! I seem to continue to do well at being the first to reply (when I have something to reply with). I haven't decided if that's cool I happen to catch your posts right after you post them, or if it's that sad that you're up so late and that I'm just sitting at home killing time because I don't want to sleep. ^_^;

[secondlina.livejournal.com]

Oh, Me Generation. You never cease to amaze. But I think teenagers have always been more self-focused. It's just that now, it's a glorified attitude. Before, it was more just a hormonal identity-seeking thing.

Your inspiration process sounds like it would give you a lot of bruises (bumping off furniture)

[earthstar-moon.livejournal.com]

Believe it or not, the whole "me" attitude is partly due to nature. I learned about this during my childhood development class.

Teenagers, especially for the younger ones, haven't develop the mental capability to see outside of theirselves yet. Example: A teenager can drink all the milk in the fridge and just assume that the parents will know and buy more without actually telling them. So, it takes a while for them to learn it (some sooner than others) and there are some people who never develop it. Scary huh?

Now granted, you can't all blame it on nature. Some it of is due to personality, environment, etc. Plus, the fact that there's been a more "me" attitude for the last decade certainly isn't helping.

[ichiban-victory.livejournal.com]

How teenagers are also depends on how many siblings they have, if any. Sometimes you can have a single child that is considerate of those besides themselves, but more often than not they'll be selfish and self-absorbed since they were doted on their entire life for being an only child. It's actually been proven by science that growing up with siblings makes you more considerate of those aside from yourself since you had to learn to if you wanted to survive. ^_-

[earthstar-moon.livejournal.com]

I can believe that. I did find that friends who were an only child tended to be more self-absorbed than my friend who had siblings. Plus, having siblings helps kids understand the meaning of "sharing" and "looking our for each other" a bit better.

[secondlina.livejournal.com]

I wonder if having only female siblings, only males or a mix also influences this. Interesting!

[dqbunny.livejournal.com]

I also think that birth order influences this. I was actually a pretty considerate teenager because I saw the really stupid mistakes my older brothers made and really didn't want to put my parents through it. And, too, it's all about how we're raised. I still call everyone "sir" and "ma'am," even if they're younger than me. We all have our selfish moments, but I know that if I'd been in your situation unless I was actually hurting (like when I injured my foot in Toronto), I'd done the same thing.

[ichiban-victory.livejournal.com]

It does. I've seen it happen with friends. My best friend growing up was the only daughter with five brothers. While she could be rough and tumble with them, she was also extremely spoiled by the parents for being the only girl, so she took a lot for granted. (What makes me nervous is that I see her repeating how she was raised with her own children. She's leaning toward coddling her little girl over her little boy.) On the other side of things, I also knew a guy who was the only son with...gosh, at least four sisters. I lost count. He actually was a major chick magnet at school since he could easily relate to girls and had more compassion for them since he did have so many sisters he grew up with.

I would think that generally, having siblings, and especially siblings of the opposite sex would give you more compassion for people. A guy is more able to see a girl (he's not related to) as an actual person if he grew up with sisters. I know I've always seen guys as people I can befriend since I grew up with brothers. And so it goes.

[earthstar-moon.livejournal.com]

My mom and I were just talking about this last night. My mom grew up as the middle child and has two sisters, while I only have one older brother, so we were talking about the differences in raising children when they're all the same sex or if you have one of each. It's really an interesting topic.

[secondlina.livejournal.com]

I find the current attitude is definitely partially due to a teenager's natural growth. However, the fact that they have no manners (don't know how to sit, talk, pay attention, etc) is due to their acquired (taught) part of their personas.

Funny enough, Jabberwocky is about this. The main character creates a double of herself when she is young as a playmate, and then wants to be rid of the double. And the double takes it badly. I gotta show you the pages at some point.

[ichiban-victory.livejournal.com]

I still encounter very considerate teenagers. How one behaves really is based on how they were raised. As Joanne was talking, nature plays a role, but nurture plays a role as well.

Ha! You ought to see all of the scars I have. My body suffers when I do things beyond just writing. Thankfully I've yet to run my fingers underneath the sewing machine needle as I've heard many others do...

[secondlina.livejournal.com]

OUCHIES! That sounds terrible.

[ichiban-victory.livejournal.com]

That's nothing compared to what I accidentally did to myself in the pursuit of art while taking jewelrymaking. Working with metal is pretty dangerous! o_O (I still don't know how I ended up without a scar despite picking up a dropped ring the teacher had been using a blowtorch on...)

Who knew art was so dangerous? ^_-;