marbles roll- we all know that. where do they roll? around. where ever they can roll. they will not sit still if they have to. maybe i should learn something from them... to be specific- they always try to go towards the ground. From high to low. i do not wish to copy that specifically. marbles get a thumbs up from me- especially when there's many of them rolling around. ESSENTIAL MARBLE MEDIA: Marble games- Marble Blast Gold Marble it up Venenith Marble race videos Real Life Marble Games Marble Coasters Marble Carnival Arcade game ADJACENT MEDIA: Rube Goldberg machines First Person Hot Wheel Videos Bouncy Balls SPIRITUAL SUCCESSORS: Rollercoasters Dominos Certain Magnets BEST TYPES: Cat's eye marbles Metal marbles Clear marbles NOT MARBLES: Super Monkey Ball That One Episode Of Squid Games DOES NOT Represent Marbles
As far as I know, It's sometimes expected of artists to explain themselves using an artist statement. To write something that explains them, their process, their topics, their worldview etc. I always thought that was weird. "Here's me- in a paragraph!". As of tonight, however, I think I can understand the value of this. I've always wrestled with my own image. I feel like I'm not how I picture myself. I can't tell you what I imagine myself to be, but I can tell you that I have a hard time accepting the way I am. To sum it up, I feel like I can't believe my own actions. They feel contrived- my speech patterns, my thoughts, my actions. But all of those things are me, as crazy as it seems. There is no "second level" me waiting to be surfaced, a total transformation of myself. Instead, I simply am the person other people see. When it comes to my art, I deal with a lot of out-there concepts. My comic, Pearman, is about normal characters in wacky a...
I want to write in this blog more because I wish to write more in general. I keep track of when I walk along to ambient music on my rate your music . Normally the entries are only one sentence long, but I think this could be a good opportunity to write what is on my mind more. Here's the entry: 5/8/25. I took a walk and listened to Brian Eno's Music for Airports. A friend reminded me that it's been a while since I had done this last. I wanted something under an hour- a lot of ambient stuff spills out to luxurious lengths, and I didn't wish to walk that long. I started walking at sunset, going up and down a hill, down to a park, and then looped back on a different road back home. Track 1/1: This accompanied me up and down the hill. On the way up, my thoughts were scattered and fairly sparse. I thought about my game. Near the top of the hill, a teenager tore down the road. I micro-jumped in surprise. Finally at top of the hill, looking at all of the hills and houses, I...
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