Getting back on here after a few days offline I figured I would write a post about art and how I feel it can give us all who create it purpose. I know that introduction sentence may come off a bit mellow dramatic, but it feels right to me. So bring it on.
After being back online in the community of writing and sharing my comic as well as reading others, it has opened my mind up again to a new creative type in the world. We may go by all different titles... story tellers, creators, artists, authors... I feel there are many more. I feel we open up a part of ourselves to the world we decide to share our art and stories to.
For me there was a time in my early life when as a mid to late teenager I had few friends. The ones I did have were good to me and we had good memories I look back on. But there was a bigger part of my soul I opened up from time to time. And that was writing stories and starting to create comics. Alone I would sit in my room, or in whatever room in my parents house at the time and I would just write and draw. I was highly influenced by anime and manga and some American cartoons and comics, as well as the random graphic novel I would pick up. These would inspire me and I felt that someday maybe I could do what they have done. As I created these comics I felt connected to the characters, the world and the possibility that I could do whatever I wanted with it. It was a secretive and powerful feeling. And now as an older adult about 20 years later and I have been looking over and reading my old creations of Promised Memories I can feel who I was back then. Even now I have a pretty quite social circle and just like back then, these stories and comics are giving me a certain calm in this crazy, fast paced world we live in. If that makes sense and doesn't sound weird at all.
It was a safe place for me. And even now, I have a-lot to be grateful for and happy about - but I can still find myself being depressed from time to time and when I do, falling back into my stories and focusing on them has given me a feeling of purpose. I live alone, some days it is pleasant and other days it is sad. On those sad days I can turn my thoughts and energy to my comic, story, characters and word I created.
I don't want this post to be looked on with pity. But just to express myself and how I feel some days. I feel as creators we can all be sensitive and I feel at least one of you reading this may relate. The world feels like a harsh place at times. It gives me comfort to know I can hide in one of my stories, comics and world for awhile and forget about all that is around me.
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