Past

It's a beautiful thing that we can learn, and create memories. It can also work against us of course; one of the ways being bias. As we all walk around, we probably don't think about it, but we walk around thinking of ourselves as our own person. We each have our own unique past, upbringing that that has played a part into who we are today, who we were, and who we will be. However, it's always possible that when we meet someone, this has been all dashed to pieces. We've all been through this at one point or another, reminding someone of someone else, or meeting someone that reminds you of someone from your own past. Maybe someone special. Someone you didn't like. Someone you were once close to. Someone you once loved.

This little tidbit that we all know was basically brought on because I'm experiencing it and I can't seem to get over how blatantly biased I am. I remind someone of somebody else and I met someone who reminds me of someone else. I try my best to meet everyone with a clean slate, because people are full of surprises but, this one is...just...so prominent. :| I feel like I'm not being fair to the person at all and I can't help it. Not for a lack of trying though. Only remedy is to get to know them better, so I guess I'll just get to that. Meanwhile, here's a little sketch that I am actually rather fond of for once:

This actually turned out the way I envisioned within my mind pretty well, hopefully it remains that way as I gradually work my way through painting it. Like many people, characters may be based off ourselves or people we know, or have known. In this case, the man resembles someone I once knew. I didn't realize it at first but I now I see it the subtle resemblance. He's been floating around in my head for a little while and I'm still struggling to come up with a name for him. Perhaps Leonard, or Armand, or...most like Mason. But we'll see.