Fursona Explanation
5 years ago
(Simply put, I put a lot of thought into this, so why not share? Maybe it’ll help someone develop theirs.)
1. The name ‘Mike’ is pretty plain and is the shortened form of my actual name. I debated giving him a unique or meaningful name, but I don’t feel very “standout-ish” myself. So it didn’t feel right giving my representation an epically deep or metaphoric name. Thus, Mike. A representation of feeling generic.
2. The species, Long-Tailed Weasel. Aside from being adorable, they’re sly little things. Sleek little hunters with a ferocity that doesn’t quite fit their look. Unless you’re familiar with weasels. Then you know how they can be.
3. The winter coat that some weasels develop. I made it his permanent coloring because I’m growing to be a bit cynical. I’m just tired. Moving from working in the mental health field to working in a medical hospital has left me drained. I’m trying, but the world feels like a cold place to me. Maybe in the future I’ll have an alternative drawn up with a summer coat. But for now he is to remain in winter fur because that’s where I’m at.
4. White eyes. Supposedly the eyes are the windows to the soul. No, he’s not blind. However, the eye colors are a definite representation of that feeling of slowly withering down and fading. The exhaustion of the soul. Dramatic, I know. It gets worse. >.>
5. The plates/scales on his arms and back of hands. Another physical representation of something. The internal hardening required to face certain things in life. I do it in order to face people with a smile. Working with kids and helping them through their pasts was rough, plain and simple. Not being the healthiest person mentally or emotionally myself has left some permanence to the hardening. And I like dragons, so that’s why I chose that particular visual for this. Seemed perfect. Dragons are strong. Pretend to be one long enough and who knows.
6. The color orange. Yep, even that. I’ve slowly lost interest in almost all of my old hobbies. I still try, but it’s a slow uphill battle. I’ve lost the passion. Something usually represented by the color red. So why not use faded red? Pink? Because I know the cause of it. Fear. Or yellow for those of you who know about cliche color associations. So as the fear creeps in and takes over, that passion becomes orange.
7. The light grey hair. My favorite color is grey. And I could go into why, but at this point I feel like I’m just being edgy or something. Ha! Self-esteem dropped while writing this.
Anyway, I’m very happy with how he turned out and feel amazing about him. And all the pieces being commissioned by me for him have actually been making me feel real again. So thank you to all the amazing artists out there I’ve commissioned or will commission someday!
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It’s always more fun to flesh things out! ^_^