I hadn’t drawn for 15 years and just wanted to see if I still liked it. Of course you don’t actually care and of course you shouldn’t. But now you’re reading this text, a text mind you, that I wrote in the hopes that no one would read it. It’s not a great text, it’s not very well written, it’s not profound or even inspired. It’s super short too. It is the truth though. And sure, I can write some shit about things I was thinking about while I was drawing but seriously, take it with a grain of salt, I really just did this to find out if I still like to draw. But alright, here’s a text:
So these drawings are all basically revisionist, originalist and negationist, which I like; cherry picking history and changing already manipulated stories to suit your own view on historicity. I like that I can say that and that it can’t be disproven. I like that this view of history reveals a vicious cycle which may or may not be total bullshit, but just listen to this, nationalism leads to narcissism which leads to nihilism which leads back to nationalism. Sounds amazing right? Lets pretend it’s true, it might be.
“Graphicemania is an old, old obsession, nearly as old as the oldest drawing. Its symptoms have never defied easy recognition. They readily lend themselves to correct diagnosis – and palæographers can fix the date with a reasonable degree of certainty – when the art of drawing began to be practiced beyond cavern walls. Since that day when parchment still was a new thing under the sun and drawings were as yet something to move the beholder to rapturous wonderment, graphicemania has been a source of comfort and divertissement to king and to commoner. No one has ever ventured to find a remedy for the mania, for the very simple reason that none of those who are blissfully afflicted with it could be induced to submit to treatment. The one who lives for drawing does not desire a cure. All that they crave is more of what their dainty vice feeds upon.” — The Fortsas Bibliohoax