Going through a lot of my old art these past few weeks has made me realize that I may be nearing (or in) a mid-life crisis, where I'm trying desperately to recapture the glory days of my youth and hold on to as tightly as I can what I see as my "true" identity, though those days are long behind me now. Not that I'm an old man, you realize, I'm only 39 as of this writing. But to a lot of young people, teenagers and the like, I'm old, and the things that I liked as a kid (like Sonic SatAM) just aren't relevant to them anymore.
They've never heard of The Raccoons or the Secret of NIMH, they've never played original NES or known life before the Internet. I have, and maybe it's the shock of the modern era rushing to catch up with me that's causing me to draw inward and try to recapture some of the spirit of my youth, I dunno. I do know one thing, though: I'm glad there are still so many of you out there on this site that love my art and understand that even if I wasn't a perfect person, I was always trying. And I was, really. Even through all that I've been through these past 22 years in furry fandom, I will never renounce it. It's as intrinsic a part of me as breathing, and why I have a "Furry for Life" bumper sticker on the back of my car.
Maybe if I can reignite some spark of interest with the new generation in some of these old series and movies through redistribution of my fanart, it'll all have been worth it. Peace.
4 months, 4 weeks ago
25 Feb 2019 03:21 CET