I’m debating on whether I should wrap this up since the month is over. I don’t really see myself drawing in the near future without this kind of prompt thing though.
Day 11: Snow
Final thoughts: If anything, I’ve realized that my art is not as sh*tty as I originally thought because I received a lot of encouragement and positive feedback from friends and peers. I am happy that I was able to bring back a hobby that I once thought was dead. I still prefer cosplay and blogging over drawing but now I know that this is something I can do for better work-life balance. I only completed 11 days, which is not terrible.
All of these pictures were posted on my Instagram, but I thought I would post them in a blog format.
Can’t wait to read this book~
Katsu with soba~
My first Kaiji thing. It’s pretty much impossible to find anything from this anime in Canada… Thank you to my friend for the belated birthday gift! Those who watched Kaiji Season 2 will know about the dice… The ざわざわ wrapping paper OMG
Bought this Totoro mug cover
Picked this up yesterday at the store
Shungiku Nakamura is one of my favourite mangaka ^^
Matcha ice cream
Selfies from a month ago
Should I keep doing this kind of monthly update? Let me know. x)
I recently finished watching the anime, Zankyou no Terror, and I felt kind of empty, like I didn’t know what to do with myself afterwards. So I went to Google and found out it’s a thing called ‘post-series depression.’ To be honest, I don’t feel completely comfortable with the word ‘depression’ in there because I feel like it kind of minimizes depression.
I think that this void I’m feeling is a common feeling and I think it will go away with time. I guess when you find an anime or any series that meshes with your tastes perfectly, you are reluctant to start another show. You need time to process the show and this feeling. Zankyou no Terror is only 11 episodes and I did binge most of it so I was only able to experience it for such a short time. Perhaps it is a deep appreciation towards a series that ended too soon.
I’m not sure often this feeling is talked about within the anime blogging community, or how often people feel this. Have you experienced this or something similar? If you feel comfortable sharing, let me know in the comments!
I recently came across a poem called ‘Alone’ by Edgar Allan Poe. My favourite part is the beginning:
From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were—I have not seen As others saw—I could not bring My passions from a common spring— From the same source I have not taken My sorrow—I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone— And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—
I think it’s beautiful. There is some comfort in knowing that this is not a new feeling, since this poem is from the 1800s, lol. If you feel this way and other people feel this way, then are you still alone?
Anyways, has anyone tried green tea Coke? It’s a drink in Japan and I won’t be able to buy that here in Canada. I might try to make it myself by mixing green tea with Cola, but I don’t think I’ll be able to produce the same result, hahaha. I recently completed Zankyou no Terror (it’s now one of my favourite anime) and green tea was mixed with Cola.
I kind of forgot that I was doing Inktober until a couple of my classmates reminded me.
Day 9: Swing
I combined two things I adore: anime and literature from the 1800s. The Pit and the Pendulum is a short story by Edgar Allan Poe, one of my favourite authors. I drew Emma from the anime, The Promised Neverland. The prompt is “swing’ so that’s why I drew a pendulum. ^_^
If you’ve watched or read The Promised Neverland, the reason for Emma being the one potentially killed should make even more sense because of the anime’s premise.
Before you say anything, no, this is not the first thing that came to my mind when I read the prompt. The playground swing was the first thing that came to my mind, but I have never liked doing what everyone else does (AKA, draw the playground swing).
Day 10: Pattern
I drew baby blue eyes flowers. I am not particularly proud of this one, but it’s better than nothing.