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The Uncry

I have this thing about babies, it's not that I hate them, but I do hate the way grown-ups get all hysterical about them. I already had that as a baby myself, or a toddler at least (as a conscious being, though I do have info that I was already like that as a baby): whenever some adult would approach me as some mindless infant (rather than as the respect-demanding rational being I already was at an early age) and go all cute and "coochie-coo" in front of me, I would freeze with resentment, emitting a distinct and clear "go away" by means of body language. Anyway, I have a similar thing with that The Cry painting by that Norwegian artist. It's not that it's a bad painting, it just that the same hysterical people who act like complete jerks in front of babies have hyped up so much that it has completely spoiled my appreciation for the work. Sad, really. So maybe this is a comment on all that, or something. Or maybe not. In any case I couldn't help being reminded of it by this one, as much as I hate not-it.

This was in fact the last image I was working on on my old laptop before it went out with a tiny bang. I'm absolutely convinced that the last version, which I didn't even get the time to store on disk (and the disk is inaccessible to me at the moment anyway, for non-compatibility reaons) was much much more awesome than this one, but it has gone firever (that's Scandinavian for "forever", ask Thyrfing), so you'll have to do with this one.

So I'm trying to get to grips with this new laptop, which still is a bit of a struggle. All the important keys are in the wrong place (exactly one key too far to the left, which drives me crazy because I'm always hitting the wrong key, the Win key instead of the Right Alt to be precise, and the Right Alt [AltGr] is like the first emanation of God to me), and worse, in terms of dealing with graphix, it has this truly impossible touchpad, where the "click things" are integrated with the pad itself. So if I need to click, for example when cropping an image, and I move my finger just ever so slightly during the unclick, it wrecks my carefully positioned crop and I have to start all over again (and I crop a lot, and with great precision). And the touchpad itself also reacts differently than the old one.

In short, I'm still very much not at ease with my new laptop, which kind of kills the "artistic experience". I wonder whether traditional artists have the same thing when they need to start using a new, different set of brushes because the old ones are no longer available, and everything just doesn't feel the way it used to.

So that's why not much has been emerging from my kemputor lately.

Description
The Uncry

I have this thing about babies, it's not that I hate them, but I do hate the way grown-ups get all hysterical about them. I already had that as a baby myself, or a toddler at least (as a conscious being, though I do have info that I was already like that as a baby): whenever some adult would approach me as some mindless infant (rather than as the respect-demanding rational being I already was at an early age) and go all cute and "coochie-coo" in front of me, I would freeze with resentment, emitting a distinct and clear "go away" by means of body language. Anyway, I have a similar thing with that The Cry painting by that Norwegian artist. It's not that it's a bad painting, it just that the same hysterical people who act like complete jerks in front of babies have hyped up so much that it has completely spoiled my appreciation for the work. Sad, really. So maybe this is a comment on all that, or something. Or maybe not. In any case I couldn't help being reminded of it by this one, as much as I hate not-it.

This was in fact the last image I was working on on my old laptop before it went out with a tiny bang. I'm absolutely convinced that the last version, which I didn't even get the time to store on disk (and the disk is inaccessible to me at the moment anyway, for non-compatibility reaons) was much much more awesome than this one, but it has gone firever (that's Scandinavian for "forever", ask Thyrfing), so you'll have to do with this one.

So I'm trying to get to grips with this new laptop, which still is a bit of a struggle. All the important keys are in the wrong place (exactly one key too far to the left, which drives me crazy because I'm always hitting the wrong key, the Win key instead of the Right Alt to be precise, and the Right Alt [AltGr] is like the first emanation of God to me), and worse, in terms of dealing with graphix, it has this truly impossible touchpad, where the "click things" are integrated with the pad itself. So if I need to click, for example when cropping an image, and I move my finger just ever so slightly during the unclick, it wrecks my carefully positioned crop and I have to start all over again (and I crop a lot, and with great precision). And the touchpad itself also reacts differently than the old one.

In short, I'm still very much not at ease with my new laptop, which kind of kills the "artistic experience". I wonder whether traditional artists have the same thing when they need to start using a new, different set of brushes because the old ones are no longer available, and everything just doesn't feel the way it used to.

So that's why not much has been emerging from my kemputor lately.