Remember, remember the fifth of November
12 years ago
So, I figured I'd spend a moment or three saying hello and giving a synopsis of where I am within the fandom that's a little less 'ERMAHGERD MUST MAKE GOOD IMPRESSION' than the about me section of my profile (>_>).
I once joined the fandom long ago, and didn't really get what I thought I wanted out of it. I drew some cute art, had some awesome friends, and generally had a good time, but that wasn't what I was there for. I was hoping the community would save me from my problems. I spent all my time on Second Life and Furcadia, chatting and RPing in the hopes of leaving my ordinary world behind. When I realized that I wasn't actually solving my problems, I divorced myself from the community for a while in order to sort myself out, and realized that there were some deeper issues to fix. Years passed, and my whole outlook changed once I started to understand that wishing for answers doesn't do nearly as well as searching the answers out.
I hadn't drawn furry art in years (and had only done about a dozen pieces before I stopped), so my creative impulses had atrophied. I had never even thought about making a suit, or even interacted with many suiters. Gathering-wise, I had traveled to a dozen or so conventions, but never a furry con. And I still thought that most furries were like I was - unable to handle the real world, and desperate to run away to a fantasy world to avoid it. I'm really glad I was wrong.
Some of my favorite people dragged me kicking and screaming back into the fandom about a month ago, and I found something I never saw before. Lovely people - caring, sweet, dorky people - who just happen to have a whole other way to express themselves. For everyone I've talked to lately, the fandom is a way to express the joys of life, not to escape the sorrows.
So here I stand: An amateur with regards to everything the fandom has to offer, but eager to see what's out there for me. I started drawing again, developing a fursona that describes where I'm at in life more than my previous attempts. I had some intriguing conversations with a few fursuiters about why they do the voodoo that they do, and I'm really wanting to give that whole side of the fandom a whirl. And I find myself wanting to start attending meetups and conventions.
Mostly though, I want an excuse to play. To have an outlet for those emotions and silliness for which daily life doesn't provide a convenient channel. Not as a crutch, but as a pair of moon shoes. YEAH MOON SHOES~!
Stay fuzzy,
~AmyIndigo
I once joined the fandom long ago, and didn't really get what I thought I wanted out of it. I drew some cute art, had some awesome friends, and generally had a good time, but that wasn't what I was there for. I was hoping the community would save me from my problems. I spent all my time on Second Life and Furcadia, chatting and RPing in the hopes of leaving my ordinary world behind. When I realized that I wasn't actually solving my problems, I divorced myself from the community for a while in order to sort myself out, and realized that there were some deeper issues to fix. Years passed, and my whole outlook changed once I started to understand that wishing for answers doesn't do nearly as well as searching the answers out.
I hadn't drawn furry art in years (and had only done about a dozen pieces before I stopped), so my creative impulses had atrophied. I had never even thought about making a suit, or even interacted with many suiters. Gathering-wise, I had traveled to a dozen or so conventions, but never a furry con. And I still thought that most furries were like I was - unable to handle the real world, and desperate to run away to a fantasy world to avoid it. I'm really glad I was wrong.
Some of my favorite people dragged me kicking and screaming back into the fandom about a month ago, and I found something I never saw before. Lovely people - caring, sweet, dorky people - who just happen to have a whole other way to express themselves. For everyone I've talked to lately, the fandom is a way to express the joys of life, not to escape the sorrows.
So here I stand: An amateur with regards to everything the fandom has to offer, but eager to see what's out there for me. I started drawing again, developing a fursona that describes where I'm at in life more than my previous attempts. I had some intriguing conversations with a few fursuiters about why they do the voodoo that they do, and I'm really wanting to give that whole side of the fandom a whirl. And I find myself wanting to start attending meetups and conventions.
Mostly though, I want an excuse to play. To have an outlet for those emotions and silliness for which daily life doesn't provide a convenient channel. Not as a crutch, but as a pair of moon shoes. YEAH MOON SHOES~!
Stay fuzzy,
~AmyIndigo
That's a fursuit in a nutshell, and the fandom too.