safety

Art is a safe place for me - it is a way of life. I find solace in it. Of late, despite the mention of comfort zones, I find myself sticking to exploring art, talking to other artists; these are things that make me happy. This is a state of neutral pseudo-happiness. Or is it? I'm not sure of the definition of happiness. When you seem overjoyed is it real or masked emotion of something else? Real?

Anyway, I'm in my comfort zone and it feels stable. I am a child at heart. Children like schedules because it makes them feel safe and stable. I've always liked lists and writing out plans and such. I find myself growing more methodical and fussy. I was actually labelled as methodical in an exhibition article (the only one; note - must scan), then the other day my mom called me that too. These incidences are 6 years apart. Not sure how good or bad that is.

I think I am naturally a people person (once they don't piss me off). People are disappointing though, but sometimes it's by my own fault and not theirs. Sometimes you just can't be around certain people. It isn't selfish when you don't want to affect others negatively and or don't want them to influence you.

I got those pictures I took yesterday off the camera but I'm not quite sure what to do with them. It's an ok series but could use tweaking.

I was told today that my support and passion was appreciated. It is genuine. Rah go me. It's nice once in a while to actually hear/see it. Whee. Thanks Q.

new words learnt today:

1. bishounen - girly boy. Thank you Stace. Hahahaha. That was a near life-saving funny wonderful early morning convo. I needed that! Sharing art and words. What more could one ask for?

2. megadose - actual medical term (for a real overdose say of Vitamin C when one is getting sick). Thanks Avo. Late night and sleepiness brings out the weirdest things.