I recently saw the alarm ad from Tata Tea. It's one of the few ads that don't annoy me. In fact I absolutely love that ad. Too often I notice that people dismiss their problems or worse, someone else expressing their problems as not a big deal. If someone feels something is worrying them enough to want to talk about it, you shouldn't be telling them what they are feeling is wrong for the simple reason that you are not them and haven't been with them 24X7. Even if you spend a considerable time with someone not even the most empathetic person can understand everything the other person feels. So if they are trying to talk to you, you should try to understand their point of view instead of imposing yours, based on your limited knowledge of their circumstances. And another major reason why this doesn't work is what the ad is trying to get at. Don't wait for the alarm bells to ring. Don't wait for the worst to happen. And the reason we wait is because we believe what is happening is normal, because it is common.
I am not writing this because all non-vegans ask these questions or because I don't like non-vegans. I know several non-vegans who I love and who actively help me try to find vegan options when we go out. There are people who are merely curious and actually ask questions in a different manner and don't ask some of these questions at all. But there are a lot of people who either ask because they enjoy instigating people for their enjoyment or because they believe you owe them an explanation.
I never tell people to go vegan unless I see that they are inclined towards it anyways. Because I believe people who are motivated or inclined towards it don't need the push and pushing only makes people dig their heels in, even if they realise midway they were wrong. Arguing hardly ever gets people to see your point. If you can get them to change, they will eventually change back to their old ways. The best way to influence people is to be the change. Lasting changes have to come from within.
No. I haven't gone crazy. I am extremely serious. You should be a robot. At least if you actually believe all the stuff that modern culture tells you.
You cry too much.
You shouldn't get angry.
He doesn't mean it.
It was just a joke.
You are overreacting.
All basically telling you that you shouldn't be feeling what you are feeling because this is not the situation where you should feel it. In fact you shouldn't feel it at all because if it happened in the past then you should just forget it. And if it's in the present then you shouldn't make a scene.
Yes, The title is inspired by crappypictures.com. I had other nicer titles. But this one just seemed to suit the purpose I am doing it for most. I have been noticing that as much as I love learning art I can't get myself to draw from imagination. Not because I don't want to or can't. I have proven to myself again and again that I can do it. But when I want to draw something from imagination I want it to look good. And that takes stages. Meanwhile I want a perfect artwork the moment I put pen to paper. I have talked about this in a previous post. I remind myself and it works for a few days but then I forget again. So I have decided to start a challenge for myself. Something that I find works very well when I have to remember something.
Ok, so this post is more for myself than for anyone else because I need to figure out what to blog about since I hear artists should blog. Since for me art is not something to be discussed but enjoyed, whether you like viewing or making it. It's something I like to do and I don't feel the need to talk about it (unless needed). In faaaact, it's just like reading. I love books and I read a lot but I don't necessarily want to talk about them. I know a few people might snigger about this statement because for the last year or two I have been starting a lot of my statements with "I read that…" but I am talking about fiction here not non-fiction (yes, I am biased besides, it just happens to come up in conversations), so you're definitely still going to hear about my annoying latest non-fiction reads and sometimes fiction, but that's going to be rare because I find it hard to write a whole post on or talk a lot about a novel.
I love sketching with pens. Specially on a grey or beige paper, hatching it and then shading it with grey marker and white gel pen. For this, I used pigment liners for a long time but I kept having to buy new ones because the nib used to wear out before the ink did and even when it didn't, I had to use it in a particular position. I found it annoying.
And then I found a fountain pen lying around at my house. Of course it was mine but I hadn't used it for ages. So I googled how to get it to work again. And then after it did I started sketching with it. It was so smooth that I started using it for outdoor sketching. I started collecting fountain pens of different types and now I have a collection of different nib sizes including calligraphy pens and black ink, instead of the blue one I had been using.
For a long time when people asked who my favourite artist, idol or inspiration was I had nothing to say. I didn't have anyone who inspired me and no favourite artist. I am not saying I didn't think someone was awesome. Or that when I looked at some artist's work I didn't feel that it was beautiful and I wanted to make artwork like that. But I quickly forgot about them. And their name. They might be successful and the best at their work but I either didn't remember them or they didn't motivate me enough to feel like they were my favourite or inspired me even if I loved their work a lot.
Before I start with what I want to say let me clarify what I mean when I use the terms love, care and attachment.
To care for someone is to feel empathy for them. To feel their pain which would make you want to help or at least hope for their well being. You can care for just about anyone, even strangers if you can empathise with them.
I downloaded a sample on kindle yesterday of the book Childism: Confronting Prejudice Against Children
Book by Elisabeth Young-Bruehl. I have been trying to find a book like this for a while now. As the title says it's about prejudice against children. The author argues that prejudice exists against children as a group and that it is comparable to racism, sexism, and homophobia.