It's really strange that Michael Jackson is dead. I mean, really odd, because I never expected it would happen in my lifetime for some reason. I'm not that bothered, just surprised, because I was never into his music anyway and it would just be so contrived to go about saying 'R.I.P' for someone I've never met nor been interested in. Some people seem to have no problem with that though and could say it all day if you gave them enough famous people to commemorate. I think I'll just watch my anime and stick to the musicians who are already long dead. I always get obsessions with musicians and then move on and forget about them, like some sort of crazy cycle or manic episode or something. I do get hypomanic episodes sometimes where I feel really inspired to go draw something and all these ideas suddenly start flooding into my head faster than I can take them into account and put them into practice. Most of my best drawings were done during those episodes, I think, and it felt great at the time; I felt so confident and like I loved everybody and the world. Then it began to fade away.
Here, have a picture of the Smiths:
His awkward and random death sort of made me sad, since a lot of people do like him, even if I don't. It was just depressing, as it is when anyone dies really.
ReplyDeleteMy best drawings are done in weird episodes too!
Yeah, now it has sunken in that he is actually dead it is quite sad, that in the 80s and stuff he was so successful, but he was so messed up and it all went to waste, and on the eve of his death his records sold more than they would have if he was alive, if he was alive nobody would have cared or said he was great and 'a legend' they would just have called him a sadsack. This, I think can be applied to many great musicians, and it's tragic really. I hope they can enjoy some form of the glory wherever they are somehow.
ReplyDeleteIt's weird but feels great, especially because it's when I am realizing that when people look at my art, they don't see a strange, awkward girl who has problems being around people and getting them to like her, they just see my art and maybe they think it's great. It feels like I'm flying, only metaphorically. I'd never explain it to anyone un-arty, like my parents or brother because they'd think I was mad as a hatter and plus, they'd never understand.