Hi again,
idk what to say at this point… most of what i have to tell you about is not really related to the comic i guess. nothing too bad has happened, again i still feel like the world is trying to give me bipolar atp smh.
turns out i gotta keep my big mouth shut, because now im having to go through the process of moving once again, a lot sooner than i had originally anticipated. long story short, my family is moving back into my dad’s childhood home. its still in the bay area so its not too crazy of a change but its also a little weird i guess?
right after we move back in, ill be off to college and out of the house; so im essentially gonna be moving twice within the span of 3-4 months. we are rushing to get everything ready to move back right now, which is much easier said than done smh…
ive always been one of those kinds of people to find things, pick things up off the ground, or hold onto stuff that seems useless. its not bad or anything (ik, trust the person telling u theyre not a hoarder smh), ill have boxes separated into metal bits, acorns, bottle tabs, caps, that kinda thing. i normally try to find some way to use them (thats the whole reason i keep em in the first place), but u can only use so many bottle caps for something so many times lol.
basically, ive got a lot of shit i gotta get rid of. it also doesnt help that i dont really have a “bedroom”, the room i use as my room atm was supposed to be a living room. god im so cooked oml…
its weird too, i dont really know what to expect going back to the house tbh. i remember what it looks like pretty well, but i also cant remember how big it was? i just remember there was a lot of clutter. my abuelita kinda had the same thing i do i guess, but like a lot worse. to the point she’d wake up early sometimes to pick through the piles of donation stuff people sometimes leave for in front of their houses? normally id call it hoarding, but she was always somewhat organized about it, and there was never any biohazard sorta aspect to it. it was just stuff.
when she had passed, we got rid of all the junk in the house, which ended up being every piece of furniture or container. i don’t really know why my dad and aunt decided to get rid of everything, i guess it was just the overwhelming amount of borderline useless stuff, and i dont blame em. but now im in the same predicament they were in smh, ive got to get rid of a bunch of stuff and its hard to know where to even start.
ive been lucky enough that ive never had to throw out large amounts of my old artwork, ive got sketchbooks dating all the way back to 2008. i cant help but wonder though; do i keep holding onto these? ive never liked discarding that sorta stuff, only because its like a progression, a visual proof of how i got to where i am. not that i need to prove anything, but moreso like a documented look into how things were? i don’t know if that makes sense to you tbh.
idk, ive always been weird like that. i like seeing other people’s baby/childhood/family photos because of that, like a look into where someone was, what the life around them mightve felt like, the people they knew and all that. i dont think i have the mental capacity to feel nostalgia for myself or something, but im easily moved by the same sorts of things when they apply to other people with that kind of earnestly i guess. i dont know how to explain that tbh, and im sorta veering off track here lol.
i guess my point is i know theres art of mine i cant hold onto forever (god knows it would be impossible to preserve digitally due to the amount of it all), but i cant bring myself to get rid of it. it feels cruel to little me, even though we’re the same person.
how materialistic~
its whatever, you probably dont wanna read me bitching about my minuscule first world problems smh. i think its just cuz this is all happening while a bunch of other stuff happened recently. i know i said i was gonna call ya so we could talk about it, and im sorry i havent called you yet. i will soon, i promise this time.
issue 4 is still trudging along, my computer setup i gonna be a lil wonky for awhile so it might stall the process slightly, but hey thats never stopped me loll-
heres some old concept art and sketches for jsrx ive found while tossing stuff that dates 2021-2024
the song im sending u this time is one i remember my abuelita and opa had on a record. there was a lotta stuff i wish i had gotten the chance to hold onto from the both of them in hindsight. not to mention time i wish i had more of to spend with them.
