As an artist I can give you a snapshot into a world.
But a writer.
A writer can take you there.
They can weave together words and create a portal to anywhere. You can visit those places instead of looking out a window and wishing to be a part of it.
I envy writers.
I envy artists.
A writer can give you a story.
But an artist.
An artist can show you the exact emotions behind everything.
They can paint a picture worth a thousand words without ever writing one. They can show you every single emotion, every single thought in a second. They can show emotion like a writer never could.
I walked past a cemetery when I was walking home and like… I’m alive so… yea.
It was so awkward when I was walking home because I walked past a nursing home and like….I’m not old so….yea
It was so awkward when I was walking home because I walked past a river and like….I’m not a fish so….yea
It was so awkward when I was walking home because I walked past a car dealership and like….I’m not an automobile so….yea
It was so awkward when I was walking home because I was walking over the sewer the whole time and like….I’m not a piece of shit….yea
It was so awkward when I was walking home because I walked past an atheist and like…I’m a church so… yea
wait what
Other people: *write really detailed and well-thought-out analyses of characters they like*
Me, sobbing in the corner, keyboardsmashing: I just love this character so fucking much man