Tuesday, October 28, 2025

your YouTube is bad and you should feel bad

Hey, so guys I'm so done with the trend of 'media critiquing' YouTube channels. I'm done with the critiquing everything 'content', if you can call it that.

Hey so do you know how fucking hard it is to make hand-drawn animation, or make any art, for that matter? Or do you just choose cowardice and drone on with terrible voiceovers and supposedly 'analyse' every media you can?

I just saw one ripping into Disney films and franchise, but then it dawned on me that I just didn't agree with this person. Walt Disney pioneered a good thing, despite some sloppy sooky stories that supposedly 'pacify' people into believing prince charming will fix them. 

But I don't think Disney's legacy stands for just that. It is not only insulting to everyone who has ever worked there and helped pioneer 2D animation techniques, it also insults every child whose ever smiled and laughed at a Disney film. So simplistic to preach that Disney is somehow harmful to the internet.

I love the golden age of Disney films (90s), but this person didn't believe any of them were good. Bruh, how can you have an 'animation analysis' channel if you diss all of Disney? What the fuck is good animation to you then? Pray tell me, just what animation is 'good'?

If they are too soft or mushy or saccharine for your tastes, you have the choice of watching Serbian Film or Human Centipede 2 on loop if Disney's Mulan isn't your cuppa' tea.

YouTube is officially a gross echo chamber of pretentious post-hipster untalented millennials that can't get a real job or make art and share it online. They just take, take and take.

I don't post anymore, but I need to actually commit to letting my channel die. I have another throwaway channel without videos, I feel at peace there.

These videos have mastered a formula that hooks you at first glance with a click-baity thumbnail and tagline. As you watch, it leaves you anticipating some divine wisdom for an entire 45 minute-long duration. Content is now created based around how many juicy sponsor ads you can cram up into it, yummy.

I can't stand it.

I need to not engage.

Bit stressed right now though. Wasting all my time getting distracted when bubs is asleep. 

My final assignment is due in a week and a bit, so I'm trying to keep it all together.

Saturday, October 18, 2025

the bouncy cavern of lost souls

Quick debrief of Zina fair: yadda yadda it was good. But I don't want to get started on the genuine Canon ink I wasted in the process of mastering my personal A5 zine-making process. It shouldn't have been so hard, but I accept now my tiny Canon IP100 printer is meant for small family snapshots to print for the fridge every five months. It is not meant for dozens of A4 doubled sided prints, and to get it right every time. They are fickle creatures, these printers, they chew and spit and speckle my prints with black globs whenever they feel like scorning me!

Still, Zina in itself was great because I was yearning to share what I have done. To not be ashamed anymore of my drawing or my writing. I could have written more mainstream (and vanilla) things.

Although I'm not in any financial hardship, I could afford to try not to go on any more Officeworks sprees for half a year, at least.

Since I am really getting into the Mum Zone (ascending into a happier and more content place day by day) I am am not interested in normal fandom cons because that involves playing the fanart 'game'. I am only interested in cheap tables at comic/zine friendly events, which are few and far between.

The only annoying people are the odd people that stand forever slowly reading every zine on your table, but don't buy a single thing. But lets not mention them.

I'm so proud today. As although I kept putting myself down for many years, I knew I would table at cons again when I felt ready to do so again. And today I did. So I succeeded big time today.

Some of the final 'creepy circus' prompt doodles. If you get my nerdy reference for the first one, Congratulations: the only anime you can remember anymore are at least a decade or older but they're the only good ones!

Wednesday, October 15, 2025

painted to dj technorch (j-core) songs

 Lets be real... I just am honestly batshit terrified and brimming with anxiety about showing my face (and bundle of perverted homemade comics) at the the zine fair this Saturday. I haven't participated in any local-ish artsy events until this year. I also only started jumping at any opportunities for 'professional development' last month.

It really is a massive thing again for me to try tabling again, but I won't call it an official life achievement unless I don't break down the whole day....which includes the long train ride home.

It's getting late, I'm going to call it a night.

This is for some more Squashtober prompts for this week's 'creepy carnival' theme. I only got the 'creepy' prompt by the third one, the rest are just carnival. As always, unsure of the relationships between the protagonist and others, I like exploring it and finding out the characters as the drawing happens.

Saturday, October 11, 2025

I'm ready for Zina Warrior Print Fest...I think!

I'm tabling for the first time in many years at this zine fair on the 18th of October. 

Gotta' be honest however in early 2024 I technically did try selling junk at a Kangaroo Island market, but it wasn't me selling any drawings I was doing. 

I had attempted to sell amateurish polymer clay sculptures of kangaroos painted poorly with acrylics. I had been downright avoiding the pain of attempting to draw at all. See my 2022 post if you don't get what I'm babbling about yet.

I'm super proud however, to have overcome this fear of drawing and sharing my drawings for the most part. It just happened naturally, as although all the the daily self-compassion has helped, I think time worked it magic the most.

Therefore, I am proud to announce that I will be selling very recent comics in homemade zine form at Zina!

I am confident enough now to know, what if people roll their eyes at my zine table, especially at me prefacing Wandering as being a 'true story about dream visions' I really don't care anymore. 

Haters can't hurt me. I'm the one whose actually lived a rich life and love myself enough to make art about my tales. Fine, I will try not to get defensive and aggro on the day. I'm justa' little lady who loves staplin' some zines!

I aim to be as friendly and cheerful as I can to everyone and will do my best to talk to whoever wants to stop by. I will take Square card reader mostly but need to go test that mine actually works...

Note, no table numbers till on the day, so just look for my purple tablecloth and red hair!

Wednesday, October 08, 2025

my growing interest in CDs and slow culture

At my grandma's birthday, my aunt had speakers playing a CD from a player in the corner. Reclining on the sofa, I fondled the Enya's 1988 Watermark jewel case and remarked abruptly:

     'Oh, this one has 'Exile' on it, that's a great song!'

She turned to me whilst placing the roast on the table;

    'What? I don't know the song names. Back in my day, we didn't just play one song, we knew it for the whole album!'

I looked up a bit embarrassed. I knew Exile and maybe two others on that album very well, but I didn't know the less bombastic songs, because I knew I usually avoided clicking on them if I perused Enya's profile on Spotify. But in that moment, some gears in my head started turning.

I realised then and there, that wanted to respect the great musicians effort to make entire albums in order to be listened to as a whole artistic piece. 

Real musicians wouldn't make music thinking it needed to exist like some one one hit track on repeat, but unfortunately this is the idea which Spotify perpetuates with showing the stats for most played songs as the first thing on every artist's profile. This is what the state of music in 2025 is like.

I believe sometimes actually, the popular songs at the top may distract you from clicking (in Spotify) on lesser known - but often equally golden - tracks. In short, I don't always agree with what the mainstream listeners choose to click on in Spotify.

I am putting two and two together now to recognise my desire for something somewhat related to the 'slow movement'. I don't care enough to Google what 'slow' culture exactly means, but its easy to see what it is! It means that playing a whole album (yes even those weird or 'slow' songs). 

It wires your brain to be more at peace, less hoppity-boppity-over-the-toppity. This means enjoying the less grandiose 'banger' sorta songs which don't top charts. I admit, sometimes the modest songs are the ones you may get a bit restless or irritated by and they may be sometimes 'boring'. 

But woah, wait a second! Do what psychologists charge heaps of money to do, and take a step back from that feeling and recognise it...

Just how much of that 'boredom' is because I've been trained by society (social media) to bop on instant gratification? To never just be content with the present moment? 

I have no doubt the rise in ADHD diagnoses is totally associated with how modern society emphasises instant gratification. I heard a study that children who don't learn to sit with 'boredom' develop that. I'm not pulling it outta' my ass.

Just type any artist and you are told what their supposed 'best' song is on Spotify, and can have it playing in a few second. 

Yet because of the ease and accessibility of Spotify, I've noticed more and more trash artists popping up in that one area for suggested songs. Despite my best efforts every day to curate a class algorithm on that app, the sponsored content which infiltrates that space nearly always abrasive party music or tactless and slutty. (I'm the opposite of a slut so I don't wanna see it, thanks~) My daily listening to Susumu Hirasawa and Florence + The Machine somehow isn't enough to fight the constant trash...

Lets take for example 'phonk' genre singles posted to Spotify. These emphasise a big issue. Phonk is a somewhat recent electronic music style that is very aggressive and bouncy music made for going to the gym. Every song is barely a spurt one minute, but is thrilling and explosive. They often tell me an artist I liked (back when I listened to obnoxious EDM, a long time ago now) has released a new 'single.'

But the 'phonk' genre single dropping is kinda gross. They are not willing to work hard enough to craft something magical through working towards a real album. They make up shamelessly AI generated album art (disgusting) and often cryptically advertise their socials in their bio, all adding to the tactless and lame vibe these people exude.

But lets not focus on stupid music anymore, I unfollowed most of those nobodies. Instead, I want to mention how not so weirdly my recent interest in retro media from my childhood, such as CDs and DVDs, directly overlaps how took the plunge to completely quit social media. 

I don't really know how to assess it, but I just felt an unreal satisfaction from using something bought decade(s) ago. We own countless DVDs like Fantasia 2000 and Mulan. I loved being able to plop on a Disney DVD's to watch with my daughter. Haha, Instead of squeezing the life/money outta' me paying for with streaming, I can just enjoy a classic movie my parents purchased back around 2003 or something.

When I asked for them, my dad offered to 'lend' me all his music CDs, codename for: just giving them to me. He has way more than what is photographed below. It's not even fully nostalgia driving me, its just music and it's lifestyle driven. 

Its pretty evident the more I can get away screens, deconstructing the everyday addictions to mindlessly 'bop' on whatever Spotify tells me to do, that I'll be happier and have better mental clarity.

I impulse bought two Susumu Hirasawa CD's off of Amazon Australia just over an hour ago!

But is it really 'impulse buying' if I have been such a massive fan for eons?

He is legendary and totally the money I spent.

Which leads me to say, I can't wait to play these two Hirasawa albums - from start to finish - from speakers in my new home when I've moved in in November. 

Yep, I'm moving into a new home of my own with my baby daughter! It's a task for the month of November, not exactly right now.

The moment I quit social media, my head suddenly felt so clear. I felt empowered to take control of my own life. Choosing how I spend my time and how I enjoy music.

I suddenly realised all this seemingly outdated tech in family's garage will serve a super economical purpose in my daughter and my new home. Is it slow culture? Or is just fighting a consumerist hellscape, with meaningful intent?

I don't even know how to rationalise my growing interest in collecting CDs and DVDs...

It's just fun!

Wednesday, October 01, 2025

reminder to touch grass

Or in my case, hug bub.
Ignore the Hirasawa zine title sketch, I ran out of sketchbook real estate because I've been drawing consistently for once. I will make the 'Why You Should Listen To Hirasawa' zine real for another event if I ever get a table, just don't have time for this upcoming one. Sorry for being a bit cruel below, just never ceases to peeve me when people talk like this so shamelessly.