Well said! :D May I ask who you are on dA, and your sister? I’m intrigued, and ypur determination to remain true to you inspires me. :3
I am not my sister’s sockpuppet.
I am my own person.
And this goes much deeper than being an online phenomenon, being called this. When my sister and I were younger, we were both artists. We both had dreams. We were alike, until one day, I realized the business in art and it was something I did not want to pursue as a job. But my sister held fast to animated movies. She wanted to do that. I, as an artist, because to teach myself realism, improve my technique, and pursue critique. I craved it. My sister on the other hand, wouldn’t take it. She did her own thing as she wished.
I am very happy for her accomplishments so far yes, but more than anything, i am sad, because I’ve had to be under her shadow online, simply because I tried to draw more traditional and realistic art. Because my style was unique to me. I didn’t fall into the wolfaboo fandom. But I am grateful, because even though I wasn’t popular, I had a small fanbase whom I loved dearly. I listened to their critique intently. Took their advice. And now I plan on going into forensics, with a minor in art (photography specifically) to fall back on. Because of my small fanbase and those willing to help me grow, I feel I have become a decent artist at best in my techniques.
I wish she hadn’t chosen the path she has taken honestly, but not for the reasons you think. She has ruined my online reputation. Soon, some of my fans turned on me, because they thought I was a fake my sister made up. That’s when it really begun to hurt, and I bailed out of deviantart and the internet. I decided to become open about my therianthropy. I grew as a person instead. It hurt, because the small fanbase I had worked so hard to grow close to turned away from me. All because of my sister’s poor actions.
I am Angry. I am hurt. And I would be lying if I said I wished that she would have never joined DeviantArt. But her failures gave me a strive to improve. I am nowhere near as popular as her, and probably never will be, but that doesn’t matter/ I don’t need to draw in fandoms to become great. All I have to do is just be me and keep drawing. I am a realistic person. I see my faults and I know I’m far from perfect. But I hope to never make her same mistakes.
I know who I am.
And I am not her.
i think all of my worldly problems would be solved if i could transubstantiate into a gaseous form
be a cloud with a mind instead of a mind with a body that doesnt hook up right and gets sick and upset and uncomfortable all the time
a little ball of light
with a blog
Kreo and Crowe. Both the same, but so… different. Like “father” like… “son”?
Art by thesketcher06 on deviantART
I know. I am Alex and boy am I a dork!