The rhythm of things

I have been trying to get back into some sort of rhythm. I would have liked it to be the hot, swinging and vivacious pulse of count Basie - or if that wasn't possible the upbeat desperation of bebop - the wild, liberating descend of trash metal - the heavenly flight of soul music - the sweaty intimacy of disco - the cool pretence of hip hop. Anything that would drive me on - allegro... maybe faster.

But things happen around you. The people who are close to you move into troubles, sometimes calamity, sometimes death. They are the ones that colour your beat. Thankfully, I suppose.

So my life these days is slowly drifting down a mighty river of unconditional love; and sorrow.

I am in the andante, sometimes largo of late classical music. Every morning since the summer I have woken in the morning with a Debussy melody line in my head.

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As I only publish my free culture artworks on decentralised networks, I have a rather limited audience. I plan to get back up on the behemoth of said networks - Mastodon - but had a bad experience with some silly American censorship in mastodon.art and then I fell off the that wagon.

But I am also in the network called Hive - a crypto-network with a rather funny crowd. On that platform I post all my things under the Katharsisdrill name - sketches, short prose, whatever - while I on this profile, until now, only posted the official Katharsisdrill artworks. So now that I decided to let this profile be more social media and less blog I'll share some of the things that I write there (I did that before also, but on my other profile.

For the last 10 years I have been working with language a lot - not only in the comics. So here's two pieces of short prose silliness.

A coming off age story

French story

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