I just realized something.
I used to think that I showed my affection for people through tampering with the visual arts. You see, I've made paintings, designed things in photoshop, and drawn pictures for a number of important people in my life. This is odd to me. I'm a copywriter by trade, thus, I'm usually all about words, not pictures
This is where I deduced the scary part. I tend to reach for a brush rather than a pen because I feel that the written word is very committal, more committal than I'm comfortable committing to. You see, I am of the belief that once you have something down on paper, there's no going back on it: shit has been declared. So if writing down "Apples are my favorite fruit" gives me a panic attack, why in the hell would I write on a piece of paper that "I love you more than anything ever."?
Given that, how much can I really care about these people who I do these artistic gestures for? Not enough to put it on paper, that's for sure.
So if you were the unlucky recipient of the above artwork, I hereby declare, I'm sorry.
Disclaimer: This post is utterly facetious. To the beholder of this custom monogram, I love you very much, you have my word.
Monday, September 21, 2009
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