Apparently, I'll have been a member of dA one year, as of tomorrow.

That seems to be deserving of
some journal entry, even if it is a silly rant.
It's mostly my thinking aloud. Consider yourself warned.
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I've always thought of myself as un-girly, and remember being annoyingly proud of that when I was younger. I played with plastic dinosaurs and pirate legos as a kid, didn't like pink, detested frilly things, built contraptions and suspension bridges out of household junk and read a ludicrous amount of comic books. Stereotypically boy-related preferences, y'know.
Soo...I'm clearing out my warehouse of a room, trashing the useless things that have accumulated under my bed and and been stuffed in my closet for ten years....and Lo, I rediscover many, many drawings and doodles of things from Days Long Past.
Most of them are cats. Or rainbow-colored horses. Or horses with big bat wings. Or anthropomorphic cat-people, since humans were @#$% difficult to draw. (They still often are.) And lots of these drawings look like those scenes in Disney movies where the two characters break into a romantic love ballad as they dance in the rain...i.e. stereotypically-cutesy/girly subjects. So much for my perceived self-image.

I don't know what I'm trying to say here; I've got nothing against cat-people and horses and Disneyesque dances in the rain...all those are very nice, and plenty of artists wiser and more talented than I make a grand living out of such subjects. I know I have some of them on my watch list, or in my favourites. I guess...it just makes me laugh to look at those drawings and see how my interests have changed as I grew older. Really, the biggest, maybe best, change is feeling less embarrassed about letting other people see the things I draw. Oh, I'm sure I'll always feel silly about
some interests or some of the bizarre "Where the deuce did
that come from?" sketches that I tend to flip quickly past in my sketchbook; that's just pride, after all. I'll look at those again someday and laugh at myself, and maybe someone else will, too.
Those particular cat-people of yesteryear, however, will never be seen by mortal eyes other than mine.
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Here's to another year of being inspired, impressed, and amused by the dA community. Cheers, all!
...now, somehow, somewhere, I must find the fortitude to look through the 800+ new deviations in my oft-neglected message box.