I used to be a big television watcher, not more than six months ago. I used to sit there, veg out, stare, drool a bit (when the purty girls sauntered on screen), and figured I could not miss this show. It was sort of a... this is a quasi important thing to do... watching the TV.
But anyways, nowadays I rarely watch the boob tube. I'm not sure why. I still like the TV and I still on occasion watch it, but seeing as a television set sits not more than four feet from where my computer is (small room, what can I say?) I find that it doesn't hold the appeal it once did.
I'm going to compare my previous adoration of the television to that of
I dunno about all you folks and what you do when you're acreating stuff, drawings and the like. but I personally do enjoy watching a good movie while doing the art stuff. its works out well as I've still got my old mac mini on my computer desk, butting right up next to my new iMac. So there ain't all that much of a stretch of the neck or a turning of muscles to stare at something going on on the screen.
I think a bit of distraction, background noise, whatever, helps in the process of doing things. Maybe its just me. But I do believe I can concentrate better when there's something else going on, in the background, on the very right of my mai
It's a bloody bloody mess, it is.
Y'know when you make some art and look at it and grin and then store it away in the foldery contents of the computer system, you don't really take the necessary seconds to label, mark, and categorize it before tossing it into glorious storage (computer wise)
That's been a bit of a problem as of late, curse my laziness and unorganized way of living!
But it goes give me the opportunity to look back on old art and shake my head in disgust at what I had considered to be good and awesome at the time.
As the years progress, the drawing ability gets better and the love for the old stuff slowly vanishes like a fa
I'm a lazy person, that's a proven fact. I'm a person who types badly, that's also a proven fact. Then why is it that I've chosen to a try my hand at a profession that is at odds when what I am? I can't say, but I'm guessing it has to do with something along the lines of being a glutton for pain and misery.
Hi. My name is Alex and I like pie. Its tasty, its crumbly, its got that smell of home, and warm soft innards that slide down easy. I also do titlecards for this series I had a hand in creating, called the AH.com: The Series (http://mes-ah.com/), featuring wacked out adventures by a bunch of emotionally immature depraved fiends in se