So. Rambles. Don't feel obliged to read.
This is the second set of paints that's expired, having been used two or three times. Guilty as charged. I must stop lying to myself- once, I liked traditional painting, but the moment I learned digital there was no point in bothering with real paints. What do you mean there's no sketch layer I can later delete? What do you mean I can't zoom in? No undo? No expanding the canvas if the initial idea grows? Also, I'll tell you guys in secret I'm actually kinda really bad when it comes to colors. I can see shapes, movement, weight, how they relate to one another... Doing lineart is a blast. But color, I have to squint to work it out. Mixing paints to get a tone I wanted is a grueling task, and things such as designing nice color schemes and selecting palettes elude me. So, digital also cuts out that chunk of difficulty.
Too bad I still can't use my tablet without screwing up my hand. It's been good recently, so, I worked a bit on a picture that I have started... months ago. It went well, but the next day I woke up with pain that would not go away for a good few days.
I'll stick to ink and pencils for now, then. Using colored pencils is an easy exercise that may help me see colors better yet.
In other news, I FINALLY found the flash drive to which I saved the stories I deleted off this account (old friends may remember), as well as a few others nobody has seen before, about my old characters. They're not bad! They're good, actually! I deleted them because that was the time a few people I knew irl watched me, and I got anxious they'd JUDGE ME. But I don't care anymore. x'D And neither do they, really.
My precious babies. I've been thinking a lot about them recently. Maybe something will come of it. One picture I'm almost done with will, at least.
In other news, after a brief adventure with trying to come off my meds that didn't end happily, I've come to terms with the fact I may have to be taking SSRIs indefinitely. I'm not happy about it, but I'm hardly
happier when depressed.