TuxedAaron

Miraculous Ladybug is No Longer Worth Watching Until We Get to the End...And Let Me Tell You Why (This was the ACTUAL title of this Journal Entry, but it was too long for the Caption ^_^; ) This is really something that’s been on my mind for quite some time now.  Something that’s been sticking in my craw, if you will.  And over the last few weeks or so, it’s simply gotten to the point where I can no longer keep these thoughts to myself and I just HAVE to get them out of my head and out into the open.  Of course, it’s taken me quite some time to finish this little thesis of mine, mostly because this kinda means a lot t

Hello all. You know, I think it's fair to say that Kim Possible has been weighing heavily on my mind the last couple of weeks. Something you'll see in the next couple of art projects I'm planning to post in the foreseeable future. But before I do that, I feel compelled to share with you something that's been swimming around in my head for years that I just don't feel like keeping to myself anymore...and that's my own personal analysis of Kim and Ron's romance on the show...specifically, how it developed. Some of you will already find this thesis quite familiar as I've discussed it with a few people over the years. But you still might find something a bit different, as I've had time to refine my thoughts on the matter...not to the point that it overhauls or contradicts anything I came up with originally, but just that it tweaks one or two things a little bit. Personally, I've always found it interesting how the mentality of this relationship evolved. Because the thing of it is

Hello all. I know it's been a while (AGAIN) since anyone's heard from me. Unfortunately, the last couple of years, my life has really been thrown out of whack and it's only been the last couple of months where I've begun to build any forward momentum. That's been taking up A LOT of real estate in my brain and can REALLY mess with my concentration. Hence, why I just haven't been able to focus on things like my artwork. Not helping matters is when I tried my first foray into accepting art commissions last year, during a four-month layoff period at work. Initially, I thought it could serve as just some pocket change while I was receiving Employment Insurance. Unfortunately, something I believed would be simple turned into something ludicrously complicated and put the kibosh on that whole thing. As you can imagine, that didn't improve my overall disposition on the trajectory my life was taking at the time. It's only been recently that I've come up for air, so to speak, and my