Alright, so I’ve been meaning to talk about this for a while. Not because anyone specifically asked, mind you, but because I went through a whole thing with it, and, well, here we are. I’m talking about my little project, my “practice session” if you will, centered around that whole “Nico and Will kiss” idea.
It started pretty simply. I’d seen the phrase pop up, heard the chatter, you know how it is. And I thought, okay, what’s the big deal? Is it the emotion? The context? I’m the kind of person who likes to pick things apart, not just consume them. So, I decided I was going to try and, like, capture it. Not just see it, but really understand it, from the inside out.
My Brilliant First Attempts (Not)
So, first thing, I cleared off a corner of my desk. That alone was a Herculean task, let me tell you. Piles of who-knows-what. Anyway, I sat down. Thought I’d sketch it. Seemed logical. I’ve got this old tablet, screen’s a bit dodgy in one corner, but it usually does the job. Pulled up my drawing app.
And folks, let me tell you. What I produced… well, it wasn’t pretty. It was less “tender moment” and more “abstract representation of two entities vaguely colliding.” My respect for artists went up about a thousand percent right there. It’s not just about drawing two faces close together, is it? There’s, like, an entire universe of tiny details. The angle of a head, the way shoulders might hunch or relax. Mine just looked… awkward. And a bit alarming.
So, drawing was out. What next? Words, I figured. I write sometimes. How hard could it be to describe a kiss? Turns out, pretty darn hard if you want to do it any justice. Here’s a list of my initial brilliant ideas for that:
- “Their lips met.” Groundbreaking.
- “A soft joining of mouths.” Sounds like a biology textbook.
- “He kissed him, and it was nice.” Understatement of the century, probably.
Yeah, I wasn’t exactly churning out award-winning prose. It all felt so flat, so… clinical. Like I was just stating a fact, not conveying an experience. And that’s the whole point, isn’t it? The experience.
Digging a Bit Deeper, Getting Frustrated
This is where the real “practice” began, I guess. I realized I wasn’t going to get it by just trying to reproduce a single moment. I had to go back. I had to think about the lead-up. The why. What makes this particular “Nico and Will kiss” (whether it’s one you know or one I’m just imagining for my project, doesn’t matter) significant?
So I started thinking about the characters. Nico. Will. What are they like? What’s their baggage? What’s unspoken between them? It’s like trying to build a house but starting with the chimney. You need the foundation first, man. It’s always the foundation.
And honestly, it got frustrating. Super frustrating. You try to get into a character’s head, and sometimes it’s like hitting a brick wall. Or you think you’ve got it, then you try to express it, and it just… evaporates. Poof. Gone. You’re left staring at a blank page or a messy sketch, feeling like a complete fraud.
It’s a bit like this one time, years ago, I was trying to assemble some flat-pack furniture. The instructions were in, like, six different languages, none of which were clearly English, and the diagrams looked like they were drawn by a squirrel on caffeine. I spent hours, sweating, cursing, convinced I was missing pieces. That’s what this felt like. Convinced I was missing the key piece to make it all make sense.
The Sort-Of Breakthrough
After a lot of this – just sitting, thinking, scribbling notes that made no sense the next day, drinking way too much coffee – something kinda shifted. I realized I was trying too hard to make it perfect, to make it match some idealized version in my head.
The “practice” wasn’t about creating a masterpiece. It was about the exploration. It was about understanding that the kiss itself, the physical act, is just the tip of the iceberg. It’s all the stuff underneath – the tension, the vulnerability, the fear, the hope – that gives it weight. That’s the stuff I needed to get a handle on.
So, did I end up with an amazing drawing or a beautifully written scene? Nope. Not really. What I got was a folder full of messy attempts and a much deeper appreciation for how complex even a seemingly simple moment can be. I learned that sometimes, the struggle is the point. You wrestle with it, you try different angles, you fail a bunch. And in that process, you learn something. Maybe not what you set out to learn, but something valuable nonetheless.
So yeah, that was my journey with the “Nico and Will kiss” project. It wasn’t about a polished final product. It was about the messy, frustrating, and ultimately kinda insightful process of trying to get to the heart of something. And I guess that’s a practice worth doing, even if no one ever sees the results. It changes how I see things, and that’s enough for me.
