If you are reading this, this means that you are not an analphabet.
But of course, you already knew that. But what you might not know is : Who is SJD764 and what kind of an artist is he? To tell the true, I am one in every fashion, except you won't find any art by me here. At least, not now.
I remember an episode of SailorMoon S where this mad scientist was searching for what he called Pure Heart Crystals. He nabbed one from a painter through one of his monsters dedicated to this task. As Uranus and Neptune vanquish the foul creature to rescue it, Uranus was about to ram it back into it's owner's body when Neptune told her; "Wait... it's an artist's heart. It's more delicate. You have to be gentle with it"... or something like that.
Well, my heart is just as fragile as such a crystal.
I use to paint and draw, sculpt and take photos, but the fact is, I never believe my art good enough to be shared.
"There must be something wrong with me!" I used to think, and so I learn to analyse artworks to the point that I could almost (to a point, and for some) learn the intention lurking behind the art that was shown to me.
And so that's why I could not show my art. Where some could see a castle, a cloud, the sea, I could see a part of myself I didn't like to expose. I felt small and naked.
Where some might see a square, I could see imprisonement.
Where some might see a bird, I could see escapism.
Where some might see a closed fist, I saw somebody who wants to learn how to let-go for a change.
This comes from somebody who hung out a lot with friends who studied in psychology in College. ;b
But I do write a lot and I do intend to write in my native French until someday I gather enough courage to publish.
I could very well be a coward for not doing so or more. But I am a respectfull one, and if there's something the internet has told me, is that there is too much hate and hazing going 'round.
So here I am, looking around a sea of artists, trying to sew a little appreciation where I can, looking for something that I lack : audacity, confidence and strengh.
To the artists, I say carry on! The world needs creators. Your nature is to share, and in these times, we need generosity.
May the muses guide you to your own immortality.