Bands, but every time a member leaves, Ryan Ross joins
*leaves One Direction*
*writes that Ryan Ross is going to join 1D on Wikipedia*
*flip their shit* "who the fuck is Ryan Ross?"
*leaves Fifth Harmony*
*writes that Ryan Ross is going to join 5H on Wikipedia*
"who the hell is Ryan Ross??" *still trying to figure out who he is*
*laughing* "this is practically a meme at this point. Why do people keep putting Ryan Ross into bands when a member leaves?? If that's how it works, then don't we put him back in Panic!? A lot of people have left that band"
Day 159/365: A song that blew your mind when you first heard it
I know what you’re thinking - “Well that’s an odd title”, right? Didn’t expect much of this song when I saw it, but my mind was thoroughly blown once I heard it. It’s beautiful and easily one of my favorite 21p songs.
Honestly, the funniest part of the whole Trump thing is that he was created by the very people that hate him the most. The “social justice” movement (which is an odd title because it looks nothing like justice but rather a rather culturally Marxist agenda, arbitrarily defined by each individual perpetuating it until you have nothing but a mass of screeching harpies shouting buzzwords and regurgitating bias, unable to even hear an opposing thought….. because words hurt). You can’t activistly yell at people ad nauseam how everything is injustice and it’s all their fault and expect them to not eventually reject it. Should we fight against injustice? That is a stupid question. Of course we should. We should always stand up for what is right. But not everything is injustice just because you say it is. People shout “injustice!” before even hearing facts these days and then refuse to hear those facts of change their tune when proven wrong. I can’t stand Trump as a person and I didn’t vote for him. But you (the overwhelmingly-vocal minority) can’t keep shoving what’s bigger than you (the silent majority) around and expect it to never lash back at you. You want good to happen? Have reasoned discussions and be willing to hear opinions you don’t like. Just hear people. You’d be amazed because they might be willing to hear you in return. Polite and honest discourse brings about learning and progress for humanity. America did not elect a pompous windbag because America is homophobic, racist or (insert whatever buzzword comes to mind here). Most folks are decent, honest people who just want to be able to live their lives in peace without constantly being yelled. People voted for him because they’re sick of being shoved around and being told how to and what they’re allowed to think and say. Opinions are like your ass. Everyone has one. But enough people had the same opinion yesterday that they’d be better off if you’d leave them the hell alone.
THE WILBUR EFFECT (aka, why you should never give up on drawing ever)
Jessica here, once again starting a text post with a wonky, odd
title. But it serves a purpose this
So recently, I’ve seen a lot of people getting really
discouraged about their art, both online and in real life. On an unrelated note, I’ve also gotten a
couple of requests to post some of my old art to show my progress. So I decided I’d blend the two.
And to make
things even more interesting, I’m not just going to pull out some old piece
that’s semi-presentable but still flawed.
No, I’m going to show you guys the oldest, most embarrassing,
…This is Wilbur. Whom my old roommate has since nicknamed
I drew this originally in 2012 with literally no clue what I
was doing. As you can see, I got so
frustrated with the piece that I never actually finished it—the lines were
stiff, the colors were unnatural, and that poor kid’s hair is so jagged it’s
about to gouge his eyes out.
As I cringe behind my computer with shame, I realize that
one thing’s for sure: He came from a
frustrated, embarrassed, and still-learning artist. At the time, all of my best friends were
astonishing visual artists, and, well, I was…kinda not. There were so many times during this period where I just wanted to give up, to
stop drawing. Heck, there were times
when I’d actually cry myself to sleep over the fact that I’d never be a good
artist. I’m sure some of you have been
in the same boat, and here’s what I have to say to you:
DON’T! YOU DARE! GIVE UP!
Need more proof? Alright, embarrassing drawing number
two. You guys are killing me here.
These were some characters from an animated film I wrote in
2012. I am…not sure why the guys are
giants compared to the girl, nor why half the sketch lines look like these
people got electrocuted. Also, everybody’s
face seems…really stretched? Their
mouths are kind of melting off of their chins, that doesn’t sound safe.
I revisited the film for a college project in
I’d like to think these three look a little better.
Okay, okay, I know what you’re thinking. “2012?
Alright, buddy, it’s 2016 now, of course you’re going to improve in like, 4
years—who wants to wait that long?”
But rest assured, while improvement doesn’t come
overnight, it doesn’t always take four years, too!
In all honesty, I know that creating art can feel really
hopeless and discouraging at times. We
find ourselves comparing our work to other people’s, feeling obligated to work
at a rapid-fire pace, or just plain giving up for whatever reason. But I’m here to tell you that you can do this, no matter how inexperienced
you feel. Even if you’re just picking up
that tablet pen for the very first time: do
not be afraid to keep going.
I’m far from perfect as an artist, and I still have a lot to
learn. Maybe four years down the road I’ll be looking back at my 2016 art and
having a cringe-fest. But that would just prove that I’d improved, and that
things could only move forward from there!
Art is tricky, okay? Nobody expects you to
master it in one night, or one month, or even one year. But that doesn’t mean you won’t reach it
someday! Save a bunch of tutorials for
reference. Watch speedpaints. Try the occasional drawing challenge. Even if
you don’t get it right, at least you’re learning what to do and what not to
do! And in time, you’ll be looking back
and going, “Wow…my younger self would be so astonished right now.” That,
my friend, is a magnificent feeling.
So, to end this behemoth of a post, I decided to redraw
Wilbur again…for old times’ sake. I don’t know about you, but it seems to me
that time made things a whole lot better.
In the end, all you have to do is be patient: