Wednesday, 8 January 2014
I didn't set out intending to post this much. At the beginning of the semester, I imagined myself having difficulty meeting the expected two to three posts per week, resorting to posting other people's art and ideas for lack of my own.
That obviously didn't happen. All of a sudden this blog nearly replaced my sketchbook as a means of personal expression, and I don't know what to make of that. Now the semester is nearly over, and elements of myself that previously went largely unnoticed are spewed across the internet.
It's a weird feeling. Obviously, one must share at least a part of oneself with others if one wishes to make any semblance of a personal connection. But the internet is so vast and uncertain that the chances of anyone stumbling across a blog they can actually connect to may look rather slim. Really, it feels as if I've been talking to myself this whole time. Which I guess I have, except that there's other people listening.
Blogging is a curious medium. It's tempting to get quite personal, because the illusion of the internet is such that it doesn't really feel as if you might be talking to real people - maybe all your words are just being sent to a bundle of wires and electrical impulses at the center of the earth where they will be stored for eternity.
But that is not the case, and if it was I'd be rather disheartened. Because I kind of like imagining other people, maybe across the world, maybe across the street; reading my random rambles that probably don't make much sense at all. I'm curious what they think, but in the end that doesn't really matter because I wrote all of it for myself.
Anyways, it's been an interesting experiment. But as much as I've enjoyed this, I think I will let my life continue on unknown to the internet once the semester is complete.
Posted by selena at 3:24 pm