“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
Friedrich Nietsche.
Dance the way you feel and don’t give a damn about those who think you are insane.
It’s normal to be different. To think different. To live different. Different from those who can not hear the music.
Some people dance all the way through their life, and some just trudge looking with disdain at insane otherwise-minded dancers. They are unable to leave their unpretentious path to play some more significant role. They are deaf and blind and that is what they call being normal.
Don’t wait for their understanding and approval. Do what you feel you should do.
The most beautiful things in the world are made by narcissists. The kindest things – by depressive ones. Impossible things – by psychopaths. Normal people do not contribute to the history.
I found the citation suitable for my drawing and this combination caused this verbal diarrhea. It often happens that some inconspicuous idea suddenly triggers something inside and forces you deep in thoughts. Things that have always been obvious retrieve their sense and clear up the mess in the head.
As for the drawing, I like the way it looked at this stage actually:
I wanted to make it neat and smooth, but fucked it up at some moment and decided to leave it as a sketch:)
Have a great day! Cheers!