Alright, I am back! And already having itching
fingers again. Drawing during my vacation didn´t work out
that well, I thoughtlessly left most of my stuff at
home (music, books, Nintendo, and, well, the internet)
and I realized that I need all my belongings around me to
function as an artist ("artist"). I am also terribly impatient.
When you´re so used to produce drawings on a daily
basis like I do (or attempt to do), having a week off is pretty
brutal, because after a certain time it becomes a roaring
demand. I am also very dependent on my home;
tramping around the world would pretty much kill
me. I am used to my media, to the internet, to my
own bed, my habitat. I am the counterpart
of a nomad.
What I came to think about too:
Do you feel the internet is a luxury or a
new, basic form of cultural device, a necessity?
I liked to think that despite me using technology
each day, every day, I could drop all that and become
a buddhist monk or whatever anytime. But that isn´t
true. I will also never lose my interest in Nintendo
games, no matter how much I think that it´s
a waste of time sometimes (hint: It´s not, because
it serves as an excellent stress relief for me).
Ah, well. More to come, I am heavily sucking
in my conveniences right now, with the stereo blasting,
all light on but, sadly, no potato chips in arms reach.