It’s about that time again, everyone. Time for some changes! I started this blog just over 6 years ago in February. I had nothing to write about then. I just wanted a try writing a blog again after my first one felt like a flop. Now I have more to write about than I have time for, so my blog lay alone for other reasons. Now I’m adding more reasons to that, haha.
Suppose you have an nagging person in your life. They bug you, they irritate you, but they never hit you. Now and then they mock you. If you respond to them in anger, it may start a greater argument, and you might end up being the one criticized by others even though all you wanted to do was defend yourself. Still, if you do nothing, the problem within you only gets worse until you become very angry.
Some time ago, I made comparisons between different types of art software available. I compared Krita and Gimp, then I compared Krita and PaintToolSAI. Now it’s time to look at what the pros use. I’ll begin with procedure, explain the gaps in free software, and then discuss how ClipStudio Paint fills in those gaps. Finally, I’ll throw in alittle bit about what I think of Toon Boon Harmony.
Happy New Years, everyone! Tis the year my seasonal articles seem all out of order, but at least there’s some rhyme and reason to it.
Today is the beginning of Advent, the time of waiting. In the Catholic Church, it is a new liturgical year. For most Catholics, that means changing of the liturgy books. For Protestants, it means nothing. For a long time, I hadn’t ever thought about this being the “new year”. It’s usually been “this is the start of the Christmas season”, which actually started the day after Thanksgiving. Talking with people and reflecting on the meaning of the birth of Christ has finally started to turn things around for some of my fellow Christians and me.
Today really is the beginning of the new year. The church celebrates the coming of Christ and, at the same time, as we read the prophecies of old and the foretelling by the Christ, we look forward to Him coming again. “Be vigilant” is the word of the year. Be ready for his coming.
This year, looking at today as a new year, it feels more like I’m launching into something new, and that my Christmas is the beginning of something exciting and invigorating rather than being the book-end to the old year, which I’d rather forget.
There’s plenty of time to make new year resolutions, but whether you pick today or the coming celebration in 28 days, don’t let it be merely for the sake of a “new year”.
And lastly, don’t bother checking this blog on “New Years Day”, ’cause I probably will not have written anything then… as if I write much now, haha.
Ever see a post published after the event date? I’ve done that a number of times… to the point where it’s not entirely unusual for me. I don’t recall having done it specifically on this blog, but I probably have.
In any case, I had a Thanksgiving post written that I wanted to share, but I was too busy enjoying my Thanksgiving to post it. Hahaha! That said, it’s not bad to reflect on the season and remember it for next year. Besides, I wanted to give you my audience some seasons blessings.
As I move forward in my relationship with God, I find myself more in love with life. I don’t mean daily living; I mean human life, animal life, and plant life – the actual state of being alive. For a short while this morning, I found myself staring lovingly at a little plant my brother had planted and dreaming of planting something myself just to watch it grow. It wouldn’t need to be a fruit tree or a vegetable producer or even flower. It would need merely to be alive.
Green is my favorite color. It is the color of life. I have read that most color that enters the human eye is interpreted as green. Perhaps God wanted us to see it more than any of the other colors. The place I live is brown and tan, sadly, so it always has a feeling of being dead. Even where there are patches of green grass, it is never rich and lush, but it is hardy. Yet even the brown grass and wheat are alive. God has blessed both of them, and somehow in the incredible heat of the summers here, they flourish for the blessing of other creatures. The brown grass looks prettiest in the fall when there are changing leaves. In this way, all of the world dies together and is baptized in the waters of the snow. And every year, it is reborn to new life even though – like humans – many trees retain the same body they grew in the years prior.
How beautiful it is that this cycle repeats year after year as a reminder that new growth always follows the coldest parts of our lives.
There is a young tree on the west side of the place I live. It needs protection from the wildlife that wants to scrap it. So far, it has managed to survive a couple of winters here and continues to grow. Such young sprouts, in contrast to their larger, more mature counterparts, invite me to think of trees as the hair of the earth. When the earth is alive and well, it grows hair and its hair grows.
As I look outside my window, I can’t help but smile at the bushy leaves on the ends of branches. When old age comes and the earth goes grey, I’ll be out with a rake, sweeping up the earth’s dandruff and thinking what a gift God has given us of life and season. And that will bring a smile to my face once again.
Not too long ago, medical and European ethics entered the global spotlight when a boy named Charlie was denied experimental treatment that had a possible chance to cure him. Since the boy was too little to decide for himself, the parents were attempting to take action. However, the state denied their request for treatment and even went so far as to deny them the opportunity to see their child.
Every now and then, you stumble on something amazing. I like hearing ethereal, epic, Japanese-sounding music, so while checking out some recommendations on Youtube, I learned about an awesome “new” genre of music made possible by a collage of global influences and technological inventions (a long way of saying “synth” and “drum machine”). Introducing “artcore“. Of course, I’m alittle behind in the labeling because there’s quite a bit of this stuff, supposedly starting in 2004 with Narcissus at Oasis by Ryu but finally jumping the ocean enough after a decade to stand out on its own.
Likely to be Part 1: The Family
I had originally written some huge articles but decided to synthesize my points and spare you the long rambling. You can thank me later. However, it does perhaps lose some eloquence… or congruity, so if you’re wondering why this article is so brief and seemingly disconnected, you at least now have a reason.
Some time ago, I wrote an article about language processing for humans in relation to programming languages. While accurate, I do find it obligatory to write a response to my own article.