Contesting notions
Harbor Raid
Photoshop CS2
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Popularity contests aren't the type of things I'm most comfortable taking part in, partly because they require a certain manner of shameless self-promoting which I have never been good at, and also present the void in definable merit which thus usually results from them. But perhaps for validation, exposure, recognition, and the chance to win a brand spanking new computer, I have inadvertently participated in one. Voting for the ModDB Concept Art Competition has opened, though I've been about a week late to garner votes for my work (above) due to practical and personal reasons.
Just so this does not come across as overwhelmingly self-absorbed, I've included eleven progress shots for good measure:
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven.
There is also something else I've taken part in for approximately the same reasons - discounting the prospect of physical reward - and has not been decided by popular vote (or maybe just the populous of a circle of people in a meeting room). I was hesitant to go at it last year in my belligerence, but I think it's time to throw childish pride away and just see Noise Singapore as an opportunity. Unless I've been led to believe otherwise, my work At its Dawn, will be displayed at its showcase at The Heeren Shops from this Friday (that's the 7th) till sometime late in December, along with a few other digital painting and photography works on the website.
And on an entirely different note which seems not to deserve its own post...
I realised I need to stop pretending, here at least, that everything is fine with me and my life as I come around once a month or so posting well-veiled and construed thoughts, because in actuality, they are not. I have learnt, arguable if for better or worse, that I cannot and should not be throwing my emotions widely and wildly about based wholly on the notion of given freedom on the Internet, and should instead let my words reflect the person I really am because they are in the end, read by people who really are. I have never been good with being open and honest with my feelings in front of others, save perhaps anger, so it seems, even if it paints me as cold structured and clinical, that this works better for everyone including myself if just to save the trouble of explanation at the expense of perceived closeness. I am just sharing this realisation in hope that it becomes apparent that although this blog represents me, it hardly represents all of me, me at all times, or me for all time.