stuck in the past pt.2 — 02.01.26
i recently watched chon digital's new video and i feel like it adds onto my recent thoughts in a few ways. mostly about how, with nostalgia, a lot of it is more... present? movies, or games, or shows, or real places. things that for the most part are constant, revisitable. websites die very quickly in comparison, and once a website dies it is very unlikely it's ever coming back no matter how popular it was. websites can hold some of the most important things but even the best ones aren't safe against the eventual fading. think about what might be lost if youtube ever dies out, for example. things that once gone, unless saved by chance, will be gone forever. this thought upsets me, but i also understand there's not much that can be done about it other than archiving. youtube and google don't give a fuck, i know that for sure.
that is all for now though. meow meow - erin
stuck in the past — 02.01.26
to start, new blog system. it's very rough and simple but it does what i want it to do well enough, though i may work on better formatting and JS stuff as it continues.
to the point: things are strange. i've been very nostalgia brained as of late, sort of missing how things were during my time on deviantart and the such. it's an ache, but it feels particurly strong this time around. i feel more inspired but also i wonder if that inspiration came way too late. deviantart is dead in my heart, after eclipse and especially after the NFTs and AI. despite small sparks of hope like buzzly, no other site captures the same feeling. dA was my home site for years until it fell off, and since then i've never truly felt like i had one stable platform. i guess it's my fault for not moving on from the past, hell that was 7 years ago now, but it doesn't feel very easy considering how much that site meant to me at the time. i plan to try unvale once i get back to drawing again though, so i hope it might be a nice site.
nostalgia is evil and twisted, but i hope to channel that into something rather than nothing.
- erin
