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.
Hey i feel really stupid and all but i wanted to ask if you wanted to desing some tattoo for me? I totally understand if you dont want to or have a lot of different work or you dont do this sort of stuff. Its just i would love to have piece of your art on my body. okay thats all. oh and absolutely love your art. bye *runs and hides in bushes hoping i didnt emmbarrased myself very much*
Chill dude I’d be DOWN- I’m actually totally flattered, thanks so much for the kind words
Contact me via email at firstname.lastname@example.org and we can talk more about it and send each other love letters or whatever