Showing posts with label art problems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art problems. Show all posts

Friday, November 11, 2022

“I love you, I think, and you are my home.”

I've been staring out my window for a good hour now. Just watching the trees. Isn't it funny when fall arrives, they change color and start falling, first one, then two, then a few more and then suddenly they go all together and there's nothing to the tree but the bare ''skeleton''. Long empty branches reminding you of what once was. Ever considered us humans are just like that? People, things, events, trauma, chipping away at us till there's nothing left? Yeah every spring trees get green again, new life, new start…I suppose for us that start is a bit harder to achieve. I never liked the fall, it's the whole dead, cold, dark, wet, gloomy part that follows that I despise, the part I wish I could skip alltogether. 

Which is why there hasn't yet been the post with the summer get away. First off missing the warm summer sun and the beach is one thing, and having no energy to actually edit pictures is another. I have no idea when did photography turn into a chore for me. Just like Inktober. I have no idea when it stopped being fun and it's only my stubborness that made me see things through. And the third reason is that obviously my photos contain pictures of me. Go figure. You know this year is the first year that I actually took a lot of pictures at the beach? I actually felt confident and good about myself so I took tons of pictures in bikinis. I don't usually do that, because well easier to hide behind the lens,  and secondly I don't want that kind of attention. 

I find it so upsetting how many people that haven't talked to me in YEARS reached out to me after posting just one picture on Instagram. By people I mean men. Why do women put up with men? Because when I complain and my best friend says ''oh you know Nikki not all men…'' she's right. Henry Cavill would never. But really, and this is a question for my guy readers. You think being sleazy will make us magically drop our panties? You think gross comments will make us swoon? You think I appreciate it when you tell me my art is fine but you rather look at me? I'm offended not flattered. This is not a ''in a room full or art I'd still stare at you'' type thing, all you made me feel is like a shitty artist or just not good enough or just…how is a friend a friend if they can't support your work but stalk your private profile? Like I can't…this is a when you wear something with a cleavage and men stare down your shirt instead of into your eyes when you talk type thing.

You think cheap pick up lines are a way to a womans heart? You think any of these tricks actually work? Deep sigh. I am once again considering of removing the ''private instagram''. I know it's stupid. I know I should be able to post what I want and just block / ignore the assholes but when it's 10 assholes a day and once nice person every few months it just gets exhausting you know. I get so pissed off when every now and then there's someone on my ''business profile'' and all they do is like ALL of the stories in the ''my face'' category but don't even look at anything else. It makes me roll my eyes all the way into my skull. Serious question, what happens if I proclaim I'm a lesbian on all profiles? Will these creeps fuck off then? No disrespect to my LGBTQ comunity, you guys know I love you, I'm just wondering, will this send a message to sleazy men that I am NOT interested? Sigh…

In connection to that you get a book review today. Because there are three things I am positive about. First , Edward was a vampire. Lol, kidding. Not that book. Three things I am positive about, there are too little strong female main characters in books, there are too little women in STEM (science, technology, engineering and mathematics) in books and no matter how many friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, rivals to lovers books you give me, I will read all of them. What can I tell you I'm a sucker for happy endings. Here's the deal, my heart will always belong to fantasy worlds of Lord of the rings and anything like the Witcher ( whyyyy Henry why?! I mean I know why and my respect for you really grew even more but seriously just why?! You don't expect me to watch Hemsworth in leather and swoon do you? Gross. ) but sometimes I just need a cutsey romance to get through the day – week – month. 

Ok so I'll do a ''Love on the brain'' review first because everyone reads Ali's ''Love Hypothesis'' first (so did I) and then bitches about ''LOTB'' (I'm not going to). Here's the deal, yes there are simmilar stories but if you're not a complete idiot you'll figure that out by reading the summary on the back and go figure you can chose just not reading a book instead of bitching about it? I know right, wild idea. 

First of, Ali bestie I love you. Thank you for the love for women in STEM and for highlighting the issues they face. I can't believe that in the lords year of 2022 we still have to fight for equality. Sigh. God forbid huh a woman scientist. Or worse a woman scientist better than her male colleagues, the world might spontaneously combust just at the thought of that. 

Secondly I will never believe anything but, that men written by women just don't exist. Seriously. They don't. Men in books written by women are the sole reason we sit alone with our cats in matching onesies, watching tv shows about serial killers (or as I like to call them instruction manuals). You don't actually expect me to read about Levi Ward, Adam Carlsen and Aaron Blackford and be normal about it do you? 

Here's the deal, ''Love on the brain'' is more relatable to me. No, I'm not as smart as Bee (I wish I was) but the setting in NASA and her general appearance with piercings, tattoos and purple hair that's closer to me than anything. (Dying my hair back to purple next week. So excited!). 

So a short summary in case you're unfamiliar with the story;

''Bee Konigswasser lives by a simple code: What would Marie Curie do? If NASA offered her the lead on a neuroengineering project – a literal dream come true – Marie would accept without hesitation. Duh. But the mother of modern phsyics never had to co – lead with Levi Ward. 

Sure, Levi is attractive in a tall, dark, and piercing eyes kind of way. But Levi made his feelings toward Bee very clear in grad school – archenemies work best employed in their own galaxies far, far away. 

But when her equipment starts to go missing and the staff ignore her, Bee could swear she sees Levi softening into an ally, backing her plays, seconding her ideas…devouring her with those eyes. The possibilities have all her neurons firing. 

But when it comes time to actually make a move and put her heart on the line, there's only one question that matters: What will Bee Konigswasser do?''

Before I start with the review WHICH WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS SO BEWARE, can I just say it's hard to focus with helicopers and tanks roaring around? Always fun living next door to the biggest military base. Just waiting for that moment in the day when fighters swoop in and do a couple laps in our skies. Shut up those I love so much. The sound alone gets me all excited, nevermind the barrel rolls they're doing above my house. Lol. And I especially enjoy my dumb neighbors (haven't complained about them in a while huh?) bitching about the noise, the ''danger'' and so on and so on. Scared of a teeny tiny practice fighter. Wonder what they'd do if F-18s of fifth gen flew over our heads. Which reminds me of my time in Tuscany right next to their air force base I think it's ''Rosignano'' beause Aviano is way higher up, I flipped with happiness because they actually had stealth fighter jets that took off without a sound from an underground hangar. Insane! Pretty sure they were Boeings F15 silent eagles. Shut up I love fighter jets. 

I'm so off topic right now, lets get back to the book. So spoilers ahead be warned and don't come bitching at me that I ruined the book for you later. Also a question, I got a suggestion to add links below where to buy? Is that something you'd be interested in? 

I keep letting other people opinions influence me so I went into this book a tiny bit sceptic. I don't know why because if there's one thing I learned it's that I HATE everything popular (Collen Hoover) and LOVE everything other people hate. Funny isn't it? If people in general don't like it then I'm bound to love it. So it was the same with this one. I read so many negative reviews only to love the book myself in the end. Read it in one afternoon. Already excited about Ali's third book coming out next year but more on that another time.  Love on the brain in my opinion is the perfect amount of drama, romance and comedy.

Imagine after some devastating career blows you get an offer from NASA. Yes THE NASA. Here I am my brain melting though I'll never get the chance. Sadly. Maybe if they ever need an assistant to make scientists coffee or something like that. Hah. So imagine Bee gets an offer from NASA she's over the moon about it OF COURSE and then the other shoe drops. It's always that way. Always. Nothing good ever happens without something else going wrong. It's like tipping the scales, you can never have light without dark type thing. So accepting the NASA gig means Bee is working with Levi, her arch enemy. He constant rival. Her nemesis. Now she knows he hates her (not at all) and she doesn't want to see him again let alone work with him. But to get away from her job and terrible boss she needs this project to work out. So whatcha gonna do? Bite the bullet aye?

Listen I love Bee she's adorable, she's badass, she's smart, and sometimes just such a bimbo like how did you not realise that boy is head over heels for you girl? I love her style, I love her purple hair (vegan yay!) I love her humor and I hate how she's underestimated and pushed to the side too much and assaulted, but that's how it is for women in STEM no? I love her fangirling over Marie Curie and how she made a twitter account to connect a whole community, that was such a fun addition to the story and go figure now we all know a bit more about Marie which I can only call a bonus. 

Now the sciency part of the book? Sounds great but I have no idea what they're really doing. Stimulating parts of astronaut brain to help control emotional response? Something like that? I think. It was interesting to read even if a bit confusing at times. And I seriously hope NASA would not care about her purple hair. I like to believe what's inside that head that matters not on it.

AND now we get to the absolute cinnamon roll, sunshine, adorable baby that is Levi Ward. We start off with this cold, shut off Levi, he's silent, he's moody and broody, he's avoiding Bee, he seems rude to her, but that's just because he's an idiot and doesn't know how to deal with his feelings and actually talk. If they just talked to eachother and cleared misunderstandings would be so great. Why are people like this really? I know laying your cards on the table is scary but if we did it more often…life could be hella easier. Says the girl that has never been honest about her feelings in her life. The whole dynamic between him and Bee besides avoiding of course lol is so cute. He respects her, listens to her, and just is there for her you know. Call me late at night from a cemetery and I'm there in ten minutes type thing. And I'll make you dinner and give you itch relief cream…sigh. AND to make matters worse you guys, he's a cat dad. I can't. Seriously men written by women do NOT exist. 

There's this long post…LONG post. A confession, Levi tells Bee how he feels about her, not knowing he's telling it to her. Confusing I know. Read the damn book. But seriously that confession has got to be one of the cutest things I've read. Here's to sitting on the couch with your cat and wine daydreaming about what's it like to have that perfect match. It's kinda funny really how Levi has been in love and pining over Bee for years and she misread it as hate. I mean they do say that there's a fine line between love and hate but still. Funny. I actually loved all the frustrating moments where he almost told her why he doesn't hate her but was always somehow interrupted. Frustratingly funny. 

Listen to me. Bee has an assistent called Rocio. And I am in love. For real. Goth girl. Drama queen. Boots. Heavy makeup. Jet black hair. Rebel. That whole ''we're all going to die'' dark depressing vibe? Cmon you guys she's basically me. Of course I love her. Bee also has a sister who is everything I wish I was. Free spirited, today in Paris, tomorrow Norway, next week god knows. Let's pretend I'm brave enough for such a lifestyle. And oh my god I just had a random enlightenment (is that how this word is spelled?). You know that ''You've got mail'' is one of my favourite movies? I don't actually have a copy because movies on DVDs are so hard to get here, so usually they run it on tv each year in like November or December and I'm glued to the screen. I know it by heart by now but I love it still. Anyways, no wonder I love this book, it has some major You've got mail vibes. 

Oh you guys there's quite some NSFW parts in here…*wiggles eyebrows* just saying. It gets pretty steamy. Now to wrap this up, let me just say I love how Bee has each country she lived in tattooed on her back, each one representing home, and I love how the line of tattoos ends with the outline of the house she lives in with Levi because in the end that is home. Fuck. So sweet. Don't you just love a happy ending? I do. Maybe because in real life they just don't exist no more. Let at least my books be happy. Or it's the way my ex told me that I'm obsessed with finding love because I can't love myself. Sounds rude, but he's actually right. So, for the actual ending (can y'all believe I'm writing again? Must be a miracle on it's own) enjoy this tiny doodle of Bee and Levi plus bonus Schrodinger who makes me wonder will I ever learn to draw cats? Sigh. I love how this one came out though, for a doodle it's better than my usual work *cough* inktober *cough*. And yes I do have NASA sheets. Shut up. 



Monday, September 19, 2016

Tell me when a kiss of love becomes a lie, that bears the scar of sin too deep to hide behind, this fear of running unto you, please let there be light In a darkened room.

Today I just really want to share something. Some advice. There are some things that you should never ever never say to an artist. I personally listen to these all the time and they anger me so much I can hardly put it into words...
“Do a drawing for me! Or draw me!”
Uh excuse me have you heard of commissions? How about a payment? This is taking time, money and not to mention years of practice.
''Why should I pay you it's just a drawing.''
For real? This is just beyond offensive! If it's just a drawing then fucking do it yourself.
''You're so lucky you were given this talent.''
Really? Fucking really? What do you think a fairy god mother sprinkled me with fairy dust and I was given the ''gift''? Uh no. I got no gift, I am where I am because I started drawing since before I started kindergarden and haven't stopped since. Dedication and hard work that's what it is not magic.
“That’s a hobby not a job. Or okay that's great but what is your real job?”
A fucking porn star. How come art isn't a real job? Are digital artists not making every single visual thing you see on a daily basis possible for you? How about tattoo artists? Photographers that take pictures of your wedding day or whatever else? That aint art or what? Fuck you!
''I wish I had so much time to do nothing like you do.''
Oh my god! I apologize if I chose to spend my time doing something else then stuffing my hands down my pants or killing my brain cells with reality shows. Really. How stupid of me to be doing that.
''This is such a waste of time you know.''
This one makes me want to chop heads. If something I love and something I'm good at is wasting time then what isn't?
''You should draw this instead or you should draw this and this...''
No I fucking shouldn't. I draw what I want to draw. I am not here to please the ignorant. I draw what I like. Art is expressing yourself and it's not much of an expression if you're painting by numbers.
''You should give some of your works for free so you get more attention from people.''
Are you fucking kidding me?! That is excatly why artist are struggling! Why free? Why wouldn't people who pay you fairly spread the word for you??? Here's an idea why don't you volunteer some extra hours in your job or volunteer to something free to ''gain followers for your boss''? Maybe you'll get more ''attention'' then.
''Aren't you done by now?''
Do people asume you spit on a canvas and it's done? Maybe I'd be done sooner if you'd stop fucking bothering me?
''This is not art''
Just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder art is subjective to a person. So excuse you what is art is a matter of opinion. I find art and inspiration in things that are completly everyday and common so please. Shut it.
''You need to change this and this and this...''
No I don't. What I do need though is for people like you to shut your dumb mouth and stop spitting out opinions I never wanted in the first place.
''Photography is not art!''
ARE.YOU.FUCKING.KIDDING.ME?!
''Can I have - borrow some of your pencils and tools?''
Sure, can I have fifty thousand dollars? Just because...
''Can I get a lower price?''
I'm sorry but do you go to the butchers or a clothing store and bargain the price? Like for real?
And my personal favorite;
''I hear all artists are either strange or always moody or bitchy.''
And yet you still wonder why? I can't stress this enough how much these things piss me off. People are fucking stupid I get it. But I feel so disrespected. People just make demands and act all offended when I ask them to pay for what they want. And I can't be offended when you just presume I'm supposed to do it for free? Do you have any idea, any idea in the slightest how much money I spend on pencils, color pencils, special erasers, shading tools, sharpeners, pens, and how many fucking hours of my free time? Do you have an idea? No? I know you don't. What brought this on? Another idiot that wanted a portrait, was dead set on having one but as soon as I told him he's going to have to wait a month because obviously I have other things to do as well, he got all rude and mean saying I need to do it right away like I'm a fucking machine or some shit only here to please the people. Which of course doesn't even matter because as soon as I told him he has to pay for it he suddenly realized he doesn't even want a drawing. Because obviously art should be free and obviously artists should be slaves to humanity or some shit. Okay...I'm so mad. Which is excatly why I put on this baby and played it as loud as I possibly can, trying to rid myself of idiotism that surrounds me...
Fuck I love Skid Row so much. They are absolutely amazing. Like every lyric, every vocal, every guitar riff. Amazing. I honestly believe that next to Guns n' Roses Skid Row are the other best band of the 80's. Fight me on this I dare you but there is no singer with vocals like Sebastian. There just isn't. He is absolutely perfect, the voice is so breathtaking, emotional, clear and oh so powerful. And the songs yet heavy are so melodic and the solos. Amazing. I hear people wrote them off for being too ''soft'' after listening to their debut album. Fucking idiots is all I have to say, Slave to the grind has this special edge and deserves a chance at least if nothing else, though not loving it once you put it on is impossible. This album for me is every bit as legendary and amazing as Appetite is, it's like the moment they came to the scene, created their own world. A fucking amazing rock n roll world. Parting from the easy, softer, generic metal they did in the debut. Don't get me wrong still a great album but this...this is different. I have a confession, I was always a little *okay fine it wasn't just a little* in love with Sebastian, that hair, that style and that voice, holy hell. But when I heard In a darkened room for the first time that's when all hell broke loose, I know I'm done for, I knew this is forever. No matter what the hell is going on this song makes it all okay. No matter how fucked up the day may be how sad, depressed or tortured I may be, that song makes it alright. What's also so amazing on this album is that here everything was alright, they were working together as band and you can see different styles and types formed together into their music. Pretty damn amazing. Slave to the grind reached number one on the Billboard 200, selling over 130,000 copies in the first week it came out. There is no denying that this was one of the best albums in this genre and in general time period. And honestly it's so underrated it's making me want to cry. This album is raw, agressive, totally into your face, nothing like the polished sound Bon Jovi have. I mean it starts with a fiery bang of the Monkey business which is one of my faves *I have a lot of favorite songs yes*. Then you got Living on a chain gang and Riot act and even Mudkicker, which go slightly political proving that hair metal, heavy metal isn't just long hair and leather but so much more. And quite honestly In a darkened room and Wasted time as ballads or power ballads if you will have more soul more character then anything simillar released at the same time. Which brings us to something that's still tearing my heart apart today. They had every chance to be one of the biggest rock bands *same as Guns n' roses* and we all know how that ended. I don't know what Bach and Bolan had, all I know is that if a split really was all around wheter they were or weren't ''too big'' to be an opening band for Kiss that's bloody fucking stupid. And ruining a perfect band over something so petty...breaks my heart. Either way I might be taking sides yes, they are all amazing musicians but everything after Bach left? No thanks. I just adore his voice and Skid Row without that voice is just not the same. That being said, please pick up this album, play it loud and enjoy it, it is absolutely flawless. Might chase away some monday blues. Take care guys, stay safe, see you on friday, asuming I live, got an annoying week in front of me.