Mt art teacher once told me that art is like chasing butterflies.
I sometimes understand this. Butterfly wings, glimpses of ideas that pass and flit away as quickly as they came. Like A Wrinkle In Time, when the fifth dimension is understood for only a second. And butterflies are beautiful creatures, until you see their faces up close and they look like aliens. Their wings, their wings are the beauty in them. Just like humans; we aren't very pretty creatures, but our hopes and emotions and creations and ideas, those are beautiful. Those are what make humans beautiful, those are our "butterfly wings". However freaking cheesey that is. That's what I think.
And sometimes we waste time seeing those ugly butterfly faces, when we only have to step back, or even look closer to see the real beauty.
...That last sentence shows one of my flaws, actually. I tend to see both sides of things so clearly, I can't decide which one I think is right.
And so. I will post pictures of my art and writing I've done and maybe clips of music and maybe just some plain old ramblings and arguments and such. Uhm... If anyone reads this, cool, but it's mostly for me, so I would be really really surprised if anyone comments or messages me... Okay!
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