Sumi Drawing Ink (if you’re fortunate enough to live near Daiso, you can get this for $1.50 uwu), Prang Watercolor, Nescafe Instant Coffee (or whatever instant coffee you have onhand)
paper: generic printer paper, cardstock paper, Strathmore drawing/bristol/watercolor paper
I use Adobe Photoshop CC (torrented somewhere), GIMP (free and is p much like Photoshop minus a few trivial perks)
Very recently one of my goodest friends and greatest people I know Emilie gave me her old Wacom Bamboo CTL460 tablet and I’ve been meddling around with digital color flats with that using above programs
PS I also really really love you as a person *affectionate head-to-shoulder bump
what about Gaza and Ferguson John? do they not deserve your respect? you're such a hypocrite, i's disgusting
I think this is a deeply flawed way of looking at the world.
Now, I havetalkedabout Ferguson, and I’ve talked aboutGaza. (In fact, I’ve been writing and talking about Israel and Palestine for more than a decade.) But there are many important problems facing the world that I haven’t talked about: I haven’t talked much about the civil war in South Sudan, or the epidemic of suicide among American military personnel, or the persecution of Muslim Rohingya people in Myanmar.
Is that okay? Is it okay for me to talk about, say, racism in football and lowering infant mortality in Ethiopia? Or must we all agree to discuss only whatever is currently the ascendant news story? Is it disrespectful to Ferguson protesters to talk about continued political oppression in Egypt now that we are no longer reblogging images of the protests in Tahrir Square? I think this is a false choice: If you are talking about Ferguson and I am talking about Ethiopian health care, neither of us is hurting the other.
I think the challenge for activists and philanthropists online is in paying sustained attention, not over days or weeks but over years and decades. And I worry that when we turn our attention constantly from one outrage to another we end up not investing the time and work to facilitate actual change. We say “THE WORLD IS WATCHING,” and it is…until it isn’t. We’ve seen this again and again in Gaza and the West Bank. We’re seeing it in Iran. We’re seeing it in South Sudan. And we’re seeing it in the U.S., from net neutrality to Katrina recovery.
The truth is, these problems are complicated, and when the outrage passes we’re left with big and tangled and nuanced problems. I feel that too often that’s when we stop paying attention, because it gets really hard and there’s always a shiny new problem somewhere else that’s merely outrageous. I hope you’re paying attention to Ferguson in five years, anon, and I hope I am, too. I also hope I’m paying attention to child death in Ethiopia. I don’t think these things are mutually exclusive.
I really don’t want to minimize the effectiveness of online activism, because I know that it works: To use a personal example, I’ve learned a TON from the LGBT+ and sexual assault survivor communities in recent years online. People on tumblr make fun of me for apologizing all the time, but I apologize all the time because I am learning all the time, and every day I’m like, “Oh, man, Current Me has realized that Previous Me was so wrong about this!”
But we can only learn when we can listen. And when you call me a hypocrite for talking about X instead of talking about Y, it makes it really hard to listen.
At times, online discourse to me feels like we just sit in a circle screaming at each other until people get their feelings hurt and withdraw from the conversation, which leaves us with ever-smaller echo chambers, until finally we’re left only with those who entirely agree with us. I don’t think that’s how the overall worldwide level of suck gets decreased.
I might be wrong, of course. I often am. But I think we have to find ways to embrace nuance and complexity online. It’s hard—very, very hard—to make the most generous, most accepting, most forgiving assumptions about others. But I also really do think it’s the best way forward.
I'm gonna talk a bit, because I can and I am half asleep
I’m trying hard to find the balance between being able to romanticize the shit out of life and allowing my heart to feel and create and glow without putting limits to myself (with art, finance, and everything) and being able criticize myself and the world- to see and acknowledge ugliness, self-absorption, deception, injustice, stigma, misunderstanding, and ignorance, to know their source within and outside me (emotionally, socially, politically)
a lack of mental reconciliation makes it easy to mute it all down, to swallow your barely chewed food and wipe your mouth silently
the world is brutal and disturbing, with recent events and global events that continue to happen in mind, but god, look at that beautiful summer evening sky, the way those clouds waltz among the pale purple expanse.
a lot of times I can’t bring myself to simply do things without some kind of guilt or nausea attached to it- how can I even attempt to facilitate in an already torn world? Is this just a pretense in pursuit and living? Everything’s preset in system, and it aims to bruise us into passive comatose. It gets kind of messed up in my head, it kills me dude
It took so much effort, energy, and time to persuade my parents to pursue art and there’s still so much doubt and arguing, on both ends.
They ask what the point is, often, and most of the time I don’t have a satisfactory answer, for them and myself especially
My parents moved from Hong Kong to the U.S. in 1989. I’m still not sure what expectations they specifically had. Something different, something bigger. A place where acres of space breathe a cheapened virginity. My dad misses Hong Kong, you can hear it in his sighs, and my mom’s mental health has been worsening ever since. I feel obligated to compensate for something I guess.
I want to do this life thing right, but who has any control over that
I’m terrified of failure and mediocrity, and it can be the most productive fuel or the most crippling handicap, always acting in extremes
I hate thinking if I don’t capitalize on what assets I have now then I’m wasting my time- it’s a venomous mindset
I want to be so much more than enough, for myself and the world, and maybe that’s some subconscious ego and self-satisfaction speaking but
this is what I can do, right now. this is what I feel I can be my best doing.
I’m lucky to be here where I am, wiggling around my own definition of being human functioning in the life context I was served. I’m more fortunate than most. I’m going to keep trying, we’ve got to, inhaling and exhaling beauty and tragedy
the world can always be a better place, and caring for ourselves and others and attempting to improve each other’s circumstances in even the smallest waves is so important. This place is incinerating, burning before our eyes, and we are granted with both water and wood. The means in which we feed the fire is determined by us.
This is nothing noble or brave, these circumstances are my raw materials and I will use them the best I can while I can still afford to. You too.
I thought I’d be wiser and more productive with age but I’m just grumpier and have less decorated dreams and sleep more and my stomach can’t really handle milk/cheesy food anymore lest I want to have a terrible shit
It’s hard to find the means to express yourself when all the feelings that swell inside you have been muted into the silent ringing background in your ears
I find your art very deep and interesting and i really like the delicate style you use to express yourself. You are very skilled but the most impressive thing about your art is the message, it feels a bit like seeing a reflection of my own soul and thoughts. Your art is extremely touching and unique. Thank you for sharing it and for making me want to create again. I sincerely wish you a happy and fulfilling life.
This is so nice
Today has been a good day, and coming home to this is just
really nice, thank you
I’ve been so stupidly unsure lately but god, you gotta put an attempt somewhere
hello sorry if this is a shallow and awkward (n borderline creepy heh) type of ask but where do you generally find your clothes? from the few photographs you've posted your style looks totally rad and i need help because i can't dress myself at all and ebay is not helping (im also terrified of spending large amounts money). Also your artwork is really really fucking cool and unique and deep (not an obligatory compliment i promise). ok ok i'm just vomiting all over this ask box so ima stop now.
omg no I love this I actually really love style and fashion
I’m terrified of spending large amounts of money too and tbh I get most of my clothes/shoes etc from local thrift stores (mainly Goodwill and stuff) and Asian fashion boutiques around my area which probably doesn’t help too much because they’re pretty area-specific, you just gotta sift
If I’m too busy to sift through those I usually hit up your general H&M or Burlington or something because I’m a tool
There’re sites like http://www.lovelywholesale.com/ (shipping though cries) that can provide cheap, cool pieces if ya into it
I also get some pretty sweet socks and tights from Daiso
I’m opening up my commission list to help pay for forseen vet bills. My cat, Freddie is sick and wasting away fast and I don’t want to lose him like I lost his brother. I’m planning on taking a week off from Oddité to work exclusively on commissions. I’m generally slow and I have a bunch of stuff I need to mail out, but this is something I’ll speed up for.
If you’d like to help by commission or discuss a commission, you can email me at DavidZissou at gmail.com.
-these past few months have been kind of solidifying the fact that illustration/art/comics is what I want to do for the rest of my life- a kind of settled “this is it and I have to work hard for it and kick my own ass” kind of mentality
-I was in my first exhibition at my university’s art museum woo yeah
-also scored a scholarship which is crazy and my chest feels weird every time I think about it (I have a lot to thank for my illustration professor this year)
-tabled at my first arts fest with one of my best friends
-moved out of my first apartment- cathartic
-I’m working on a bummer minicomic with Chris who wrote WITB so get pumped for that B) B) B)
-it’s summer now, finally, and I’ve started going to the park in the evenings with my little sister practicing cartwheels. It’s fun. Try a cartwheel some time if you can.
-I’m trying to be less afraid, less toxicly serious about the grand scheme of what I say or do. Don’t ever be too serious about yourself. Being serious about yourself sux cow ass
thank you- and thanks to anyone whose ever sent a kind message or anything that I never got to- I’m bad at answering messages like I’m bad at answering texts and I’m TRyiNG to BE BETTER. It means a bunch.