I like writing. I like self-indulgent, let's express my thoughts and my thoughts alone writing. Okay, that sounds egotistical, but if you think about it, that's all journaling is. Only, I don't begin with "Dear Diary..." and, well, you're reading this. And that's a pretty major difference between a blog and a journal.
Also, it would seem that quirky artist/writer types just have blogs. All my Internet heroes have 'em, and even update them. It's a thing, as the kids say.
The first, history-making thought I'd like to express:
I love Mike Mignola. Well, okay, his art. I don't love him, but only because I haven't had to chance to meet the guy. But his art is something else . According to a Wikipedia entry, his art is a combo of German expressionism and Kirby-esque blocky figures, with masterful application of a bunch of art terms you just sip wine and nod at.
I like it because he draws monsters, and there's something to be said about how he distorts everyone, even the humans. The regular folks in h
is artwork are blocky, odd shaped, have freaky legs and hands. The chicks are still chicks, the dudes are still dudes, but they're freaky lookin'. There's something philosophical about a book of monsters where the humans look just as weird.
By the way, Mike Mignola draws Hellboy. That's the guy up there.
So, yeah, that's my virgin blog post. I know, life changing. But hey, I like Mike Mignola. Sue me.
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