As accident prone queen I have injured my wrist and thus, cannot draw or animate for a while. Instead, my dear friend named Shoon Why suggested I attempt entertaining people with a badly scribbled comic.
Coincidentally, I did want to tell a story of my childhood. A story of beginnings. A story that led me to my current “profession.”
It was Christmas. I don’t think i was even in kindergarten at the time. Basically, very young, so young that I do not even know how I remember this. It must have scarred me.
I had received a pack of crayons and I was ecstatic. I knew what they could do but not necessarily how they did it.
I sat at my desk, took all the crayons out. I was ready.
I considered the things I could draw. I was pretty modest though, I knew my limitations. A bear would be too complicated, a monkey was out of the question, a mermaid has hands and who wants to draw hands.
I settled for something pretty modest. A rainbow. I would draw a rainbow. A rainbow seemed easy enough. Okay.
Red. Take red color. Press crayon on paper.
Then…….draaaaaaawwwwww r a i n b o w…
Okay. Did not press hard enough. Maybe i just don’t see the line. Very thin perhaps? Must press harder.
I was frustrated. I did not know WHY. The most confusing part was that there was obviously a point right there. Right…..
so why. WHY.
Why were there points at the beginning and at the end, but NO trace of the god damn rainbow line.
After a few moments I thought i got it. MAYBE I was supposed to make a line out of multiple points placed right next to each other so I proceeded in stabbing the air with my red crayon with a lot of hope and determination.
Nothing happened. At this point I started crying but I could feel that the answer was within my reach. It was just so close I could almost touch it. And yet the paper was still white in front of me and I was’t getting any closer to discovering the secret of the rainbow.
I considered screaming for my parents but I didn’t want their help. I wanted to MAKE THE RAINBOW HAPPEN. ON MY OWN. (but i was still crying)
What happened next was the revelation of my life.
I took all the crayons and I started smashing them on the table, throwing them around. I wanted them to feel my pain. I wanted them to cry in fear and tremble in front of me and make that god damn rainbow happen.
I saw it. A MARK. A LINE. A THING HAD HAPPENED. When I was smashing the crayons with all my might, one of them managed to leave a tiny mark on the page. Flat on the page.
I have probably never experienced such incredible satisfaction in my life. besides winning a mafia game the 20th time in a row and seeing all my opponents crumble in fear and confusion at my feet.
May your lives be full of rainbows.