I'd like to show you all what I can really do. Basically, I have much more complex pictures that I work on when I have the time, or when I need to decompress. I call them my "knitting", as they take a long time to do, but are a nice comforting way to pass the time. This piece I have been working off and on at for months, but have finally completed.
Now for why I drew what I did. As everyone and their grandmother knows, I'm very fond of the New Kids on the Block. The real reason though is because of how happy they made me when I was younger and things were a little rough for me at home. Little things like hearing their music, playing with the dolls, having CFTR on in the background, buying a magazine at the store, finding an article about them in the Sun and cutting it out...all these things just gave me that little extra spark that helped me get through an otherwise unpleasant spot in my life. When I got older, I put all that away and moved on. But when they reunited, a little part of me told myself that it was okay to take those memories out, dust them off, and enjoy them. So I have been. I may be starting to dislike what the New Kids are turning into NOW...but no one will ever take away what they meant to me from 1989 - 1992.
In addition, I have an extremely vivid memory. I can remember precise conversations, smells, sights, incidents from my early childhood onward that most people would have trouble recalling if at all. When my parents died, that became a curse as well as an advantage. Imagine recalling a memory of someone's voice, or an excursion you had, or...ANYTHING..with such preciseness, it feel like it happened yesterday....only to realize that the person in question is now dead, and the memory happened 20-30 years ago.
The picture you see is a combination of the two. It's both a personal test of my memory to see just how precise I can remember things, and it's a celebration of the funny little boy band that I adored so much.
I've mentioned multiple times about my friend Michi. Michi lived on an adjacent street in my neighbourhood in Toronto, not too far from me. We'd met when we were 3-4 at Monarch Park pool, and went to the same school from JK to Grade 6. When the New Kids went viral, we both gotten bitten. But while I gravitated towards Donnie Wahlberg, she went nuts for Joe McIntyre. It was this that gradually turned us into best friends, though unfortunately we did wind up growing apart after she moved to Cincinnati and got married.
While we were still both in Toronto however, we would visit back and forth. When I'd visit her house, I'd bring my Donnie doll and my New Kids comics, her brother would let me play his GameBoy, and we'd just sit and enjoy each others company. Now, Michi's mother was usually home, and every so often she'd make us a batch of Pillsbury chocolate chip cookies. So there we'd be. Sometimes we'd play with our New Kids dolls. Sometimes we'd watch videos in the living room. Or sometimes she'd pore over my comics, I'd try to beat her brother's score at Tetris, and we'd enjoy a plate of freshly made cookies.
I think I've recreated Michi's room to a T. I can remember where the bed was, and the dresser, and I remember how she had Joe McIntyre pictures plastered all over her wall from ceiling to floor. I remember the stuffed animals she used to have...and I remember the little pillow thing she had on her dresser where the NKOTB doll stage was.
But that's a memory I'm very fond of, and if anything, it truly defines why I latch onto the New Kids to this day.
Thank you for letting me share this with you.
Now for why I drew what I did. As everyone and their grandmother knows, I'm very fond of the New Kids on the Block. The real reason though is because of how happy they made me when I was younger and things were a little rough for me at home. Little things like hearing their music, playing with the dolls, having CFTR on in the background, buying a magazine at the store, finding an article about them in the Sun and cutting it out...all these things just gave me that little extra spark that helped me get through an otherwise unpleasant spot in my life. When I got older, I put all that away and moved on. But when they reunited, a little part of me told myself that it was okay to take those memories out, dust them off, and enjoy them. So I have been. I may be starting to dislike what the New Kids are turning into NOW...but no one will ever take away what they meant to me from 1989 - 1992.
In addition, I have an extremely vivid memory. I can remember precise conversations, smells, sights, incidents from my early childhood onward that most people would have trouble recalling if at all. When my parents died, that became a curse as well as an advantage. Imagine recalling a memory of someone's voice, or an excursion you had, or...ANYTHING..with such preciseness, it feel like it happened yesterday....only to realize that the person in question is now dead, and the memory happened 20-30 years ago.
The picture you see is a combination of the two. It's both a personal test of my memory to see just how precise I can remember things, and it's a celebration of the funny little boy band that I adored so much.
I've mentioned multiple times about my friend Michi. Michi lived on an adjacent street in my neighbourhood in Toronto, not too far from me. We'd met when we were 3-4 at Monarch Park pool, and went to the same school from JK to Grade 6. When the New Kids went viral, we both gotten bitten. But while I gravitated towards Donnie Wahlberg, she went nuts for Joe McIntyre. It was this that gradually turned us into best friends, though unfortunately we did wind up growing apart after she moved to Cincinnati and got married.
While we were still both in Toronto however, we would visit back and forth. When I'd visit her house, I'd bring my Donnie doll and my New Kids comics, her brother would let me play his GameBoy, and we'd just sit and enjoy each others company. Now, Michi's mother was usually home, and every so often she'd make us a batch of Pillsbury chocolate chip cookies. So there we'd be. Sometimes we'd play with our New Kids dolls. Sometimes we'd watch videos in the living room. Or sometimes she'd pore over my comics, I'd try to beat her brother's score at Tetris, and we'd enjoy a plate of freshly made cookies.
I think I've recreated Michi's room to a T. I can remember where the bed was, and the dresser, and I remember how she had Joe McIntyre pictures plastered all over her wall from ceiling to floor. I remember the stuffed animals she used to have...and I remember the little pillow thing she had on her dresser where the NKOTB doll stage was.
But that's a memory I'm very fond of, and if anything, it truly defines why I latch onto the New Kids to this day.
Thank you for letting me share this with you.
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As nice as it sounds, that unfortunately isn't going to happen. We're too different, she was much too introverted, and her marriage wound up causing complications with us as I'm not exactly on good terms with her husband. Honestly though? I wouldn't have it any other way. Because even though her husband is someone whom I prefer to avoid, he was once a very good friend, and I introduced the two of them to each other. They hit it off in spades and wound up getting married.
I will NEVER regret that. Because of that, Michi will never know what heartbreak is, as he was her first love. They'll be celebrating their tenth anniversary next year, and I couldn't be happier for her. It sucks that her husband and I are no longer friends. But I refuse to let that affect Michi's happiness. If me backing out of the picture ensures that happiness, then so be it. It was a good ride while it lasted.
I will NEVER regret that. Because of that, Michi will never know what heartbreak is, as he was her first love. They'll be celebrating their tenth anniversary next year, and I couldn't be happier for her. It sucks that her husband and I are no longer friends. But I refuse to let that affect Michi's happiness. If me backing out of the picture ensures that happiness, then so be it. It was a good ride while it lasted.
Thank you for sharing this memory with us, I feel honored for just getting a glimpse into your life.
Never knew about the vivid memory before, guess that spills over into the artistic talents. When you draw it often looks like you're tracing a picture that's already on the page, but only you can see it. Now that technique makes sense, it's like you're remembering another time you drew a character in that pose, and you just draw the lines you remember drawing before.
On an unrelated note, I'll be helping set up the ol' Summer Camp this weekend, so I'll be missing the BabStream tomorrow.
Also, I've been scouring the city, I can't find any cases of Mt. Dew LiveWire ANYWHERE, and if you can't find it in Chicago, it's not likely to exist. All signs are pointing to LiveWire being discontinued, or at least out-of-season. Any other versions of the Dew you have a preference for? We've got Throwback Dew over here, it's the best of both worlds; made with REAL sugar, like Canadian Dew, but with all the caffeine of American Dew. It's like a can of liquid Pixie Stix.
Never knew about the vivid memory before, guess that spills over into the artistic talents. When you draw it often looks like you're tracing a picture that's already on the page, but only you can see it. Now that technique makes sense, it's like you're remembering another time you drew a character in that pose, and you just draw the lines you remember drawing before.
On an unrelated note, I'll be helping set up the ol' Summer Camp this weekend, so I'll be missing the BabStream tomorrow.
Also, I've been scouring the city, I can't find any cases of Mt. Dew LiveWire ANYWHERE, and if you can't find it in Chicago, it's not likely to exist. All signs are pointing to LiveWire being discontinued, or at least out-of-season. Any other versions of the Dew you have a preference for? We've got Throwback Dew over here, it's the best of both worlds; made with REAL sugar, like Canadian Dew, but with all the caffeine of American Dew. It's like a can of liquid Pixie Stix.
understanding the draw, i understand your fanaticism for them... kinda why i'm hardcore into video games and have an almost unhealthy love for Gargoyles. not THAT kind of love though... well, maybe Hudson. (don't judge me.)
It's nice to see this little slice of you. good picture too!
It's nice to see this little slice of you. good picture too!
I'd seen this as a work in progress several times before, but I had no idea of what it personally meant to you. I can relate to this because I also tend to remember good moments I had with my cousins back in the day, although not as vividly as you, and despite them turning into total dicks over time.
Its a great work Lili, takes me back to my childhood too.
I've got plenty of memories like this myself, though for me it was usualy sitting on the floor in my room building things out of lego technic, or taking expensive toys apart to see how they work, often putting them back together in a still fairly functional state...
Definatly something to hang on to, but something you dont often see with kids these days really.
Too busy blowing eachother to pieces through their 360s and such to be, y'know...social.
Anyone else have to look at that pillow ontop of the chest of drawers twice, thinking it was a Simon game? ^_^'
I've got plenty of memories like this myself, though for me it was usualy sitting on the floor in my room building things out of lego technic, or taking expensive toys apart to see how they work, often putting them back together in a still fairly functional state...
Definatly something to hang on to, but something you dont often see with kids these days really.
Too busy blowing eachother to pieces through their 360s and such to be, y'know...social.
Anyone else have to look at that pillow ontop of the chest of drawers twice, thinking it was a Simon game? ^_^'
It makes me sad to hear that you can no longer get in touch with her and share this... People growing apart in that way just plain sucks. :(
I'm a very nostalgic person. Pictures from my youth, things I did when I was a kid, and certain items make me feel warm inside. It's a wonderful feeling that little else can cause. Heck, seeing this picture made me feel nostalgic because I remember how big NKOTB was, and how much the girls in school loved them and how much us guys were annoyed by that. ;)
It was almost a requirement for teenage boys to dislike boy bands.. but ya know what? I'm rather fond of a few Backstreet Boys songs, so I apparently didn't get the memo!
(Strangely I don't remember many NKOTB songs. But I certainly remember the obsession and marketing and what they look like!)
I'm a very nostalgic person. Pictures from my youth, things I did when I was a kid, and certain items make me feel warm inside. It's a wonderful feeling that little else can cause. Heck, seeing this picture made me feel nostalgic because I remember how big NKOTB was, and how much the girls in school loved them and how much us guys were annoyed by that. ;)
It was almost a requirement for teenage boys to dislike boy bands.. but ya know what? I'm rather fond of a few Backstreet Boys songs, so I apparently didn't get the memo!
(Strangely I don't remember many NKOTB songs. But I certainly remember the obsession and marketing and what they look like!)
The pic itself, I find just adorable.
I oughta try this sometime, where I draw a fond memory from the past. Especially since I think my memory might be failing, so I should probably leap on it while I can still remember. Heh, I mean, I might as well put the artistic skill i've gained throughout my time drawing on something other then porn am I right? Lol.
I oughta try this sometime, where I draw a fond memory from the past. Especially since I think my memory might be failing, so I should probably leap on it while I can still remember. Heh, I mean, I might as well put the artistic skill i've gained throughout my time drawing on something other then porn am I right? Lol.
Wow, I can totally relate to you here. I was a NKOTB fan at age 4 or so.. I had a cassette and bopped around with my friend while lip-syncing to "You Got It." By the time I hit my preteen years, I fell hard for The Beatles during their 90's resurgence. Just like you, all my fondest memories with my childhood friend and other memories are tied to boy bands. I'm not sure if it was the boy band that made the memories more magical, or it if was the memories that made the band so magical to me. I say "magical" because it's almost like some special secret or inside-joke that only you and a friend could see, like a song on the radio inside a grocery store suddenly makes the event memorable and puts a big smile on your face, when others don't see the "magic" that is there. The same thing goes hearing the perfect song during a rainstorm or a sunset. Not to mention, the guys in the band were amazing people and were cute too. XD Like you, one day I'd love to make a fursuit of my favorite band member and do songs for the Masquerade, but I doubt it'll come into fruition. I would love to see you make fursuits of all the dudes in your Hang Tuff group and do the Masquerade, sell shirts in the dealers room and really try to make them a real "tribute band."
It's very awesome of you to share this very magical moment in your life that you've had. It's one that I can truly understand. I love the recreation of the wall posters, that's really cool. I remember that blanket! I recognize the Popple, but what is the doll next to it?
It's very awesome of you to share this very magical moment in your life that you've had. It's one that I can truly understand. I love the recreation of the wall posters, that's really cool. I remember that blanket! I recognize the Popple, but what is the doll next to it?
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