Traditional media is a tempestuous vixen, but rightly petted, she croons fountains of wealth. Jeez, Michael must have broken into the cabinet with those cocainey markers again.
Butt seriously. Since the beginning of the middle of the last bit of last year that’s all I could say. Analogue this, non-digital that. But it’s too damn convenient to bridge the entire arduous birthing process of squeezing something traditional into being and then coaxing it delicately up some digital fallopian tubes so that it can be made concrete again.
Okay, it’s late, so lemme translate. Rhymed. If you make everything digitally, you don’t have to scan or photograph a drawing so you can print it or post it online.
Plus paper is expensive, y’all.
And traditional is wily. I picked up some chalk with a smirk and thought because I swing a wacom tablet like a morningstar, I can handle any dirtmaker no problem. Each medium is different, and each teaches you something beautiful. Like chalk drawings. It takes precision, neatness and a purpose driven hand. I’m ADD like Speedy Gonzalez on a hamster wheel made by Escher, so these things are hard.
But it’s the hard lessons you have to learn. And I learned another secret, but that’s for another time.
I actually did this bad boy for babysoft.