Heya! I'm Achromatism, a 16-year-dead traditional and digital artist as well as a pianist and electronic music producer. I've always had an interest in game design and have considered working with my affinities for both music and art to create entire worlds to escape to.
Listen to my library of work on Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/achromatism
Current Projects: [Infinite Dreams]: Yami no Yume
Contact me by my Discord tag: Achromatism#9003
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Well, I'm a 16-year-old kid struggling through life within the borders of California. It's been a messy journey thus far.
I've grown up on games and music in my early days, when things were simple and comfortable. Memories of sitting on the little grey carpet, with my face in front of the TV screen as I play a few racing games on the Playstation 2. I had a couple cabinets of other games as well, and I cherished many of them.
My family was nice at the time, working together and generally doing well enough to survive through our shortages on money. That would be a common issue through our lives. My parents' relationship would begin to go awry later on as well.
I had a stern yet passionate father who retired from his long line of duties as a highway patrol officer. In the meantime, he would work as a decent artist and practicing musician. He'd play the concertina piano we had, along with a few synthesizers, and would go out to gigs in an old band he was in, even occasionally bringing me along.
I've also had a paraplegic mother, essentially being wheelchair-bound thanks to a grim car accident in her teenage years. She'd shuffle around the house and would care for me however she could, as she had a really strong emotional attachment to me. I'm an only child, after all. She put in tons of effort through everything, so that even her osteoporosis, occasional fractures, and arthritis couldn't stop her from trying to do her best for us.
Having been exposed to the creative arts, I took an interest in music and art myself. I'd draw landscapes and doodle various game concepts on homework and textbook pages at school, and would even mess with the synthesizers at home, trying to replicate the soundtracks of several games I played.
At school, I had been pretty proud about having been an exceptional student, even acting as the teacher's pet. I enjoyed talking with classmates and teachers alike, and would try to cheer up my teachers during recess after listening to their personal issues and stresses at home and at work. Seeing what they went through gave me a bigger perspective about life outside of my own home, and I grew fond of how people lived their lives.
Well, they were good times. It's sad to say that they didn't really last.
Everything went downhill from there.
But that's something I'd save for later.
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"Thoughts and experiences are my creative fodder.
This phantasmic world is my own solace to solder."