Hi Steemians!

I found out about Steemit due to my interest in Cryptocurrency. I just stumbled upon Steem  and I love the concept. I mean, who doesn't wanna get paid by creating content? Brilliant!

In the beginning, I didn't know how to contribute to the community. I love drawing and doodling, and I would love to post my drawings but where's the hook? What makes my doodles any different that any other ones out there.

I could write a semi-blog about my life, but my life isn't all that interesting. So that's a wash. I wouldn't want to read about myself anyway. Too boring and pedestrian. 

And suddenly, this dog came into my life out of nowhere and wrecked my life upside down LOL. Maybe not as dramatic as that but I haven't had a dog in a long time and taking care of them is a responsibility that cannot be taken lightly. 

So and idea came to mind. What if I chronicle my time with the dog? 

Sure, it's a bit more interesting but still a bit ho-hum. 

But what if I chronicle it with photos AND my drawings? Make my doodles more alive by incorporating it into still life, just like Roger Rabbit! Sure, it will be a rough in the beginning, but hopefully as time goes by, I can refine my storytelling and make it more palatable for daily consumption.

So without further ado, I would like to introduce you to Princeton the Pug!

MY BACKGROUND

My name is Dicky and I am an Indonesian. I went to school in Buffalo, New York. Got me engineering degree there and worked there for a while. Then I got bored and moved back to Asia. 

I have never really particularly enthralled with working as an engineer. It's just never my passion, I suppose. The way we have to scurry here and there like headless chickens and go through the motion just to make a living just doesn't appeal to me. I felt like I needed to make a change.

So my friends and I ended up opening a restaurant/lounge in Jakarta called FLOW. Here's a picture of me during this year's New Year's Eve celebration. (I'm the deuche with tie)

FLOW was quite successful, but the constant partying and drinking eventually burned me out. And I started to have chronic health problems. In addition, I began to go through some sort of mid-life crisis. I just don't know what I want to do with my life. Aimless and directionless, I began to go through depression. So I went to Singapore for an extensive health check up.

ENTER PRINCETON

It was in Singapore that I came across Princeton. His previous owner apparently moved to a smaller apartment and decided they don't want to keep him after having him for 14 years! The way people treat animals has never ceased to amaze me. 

So I volunteered to take care of Princeton. 

That's when I found out that he's basically blind. But what amazes me is that Princeton never complained about his condition. He never cried or wailed or feel sorry for himself. Life just goes on for Princeton and he will just make do with what facilities he has left. For a very old dog he is still full of life and mischief. 

Honestly, I felt a bit ashamed of myself.

ENTER MY ALTER EGO

So I created my toon alter ego in the form of a Penguin who dresses up like a dog. I think he dresses up like a dog because he wants to be closer to Princeton, and also because he is not comfortable in his own skin. Maybe he's just unsure of what he is supposed to be going to be.

I am thinking of naming him Douggie P or P-Dawg. Sounds awful right? What do you guys think? Maybe you guys can give him a better name? 

Please help name my "dog wannabe" penguin character!

The winner (image of their choice) will get to be incorporated (somehow someway) inside the future still images with Princeton!

SKY HIGH by Ben Folds Five

Shattered at dawn, so far for so long
Feeling newly baptized
Thinking I don’t want this thing to end
And all the blue sky

Where our stony paths meet
Coffee-coloured sheets
Looking down at pale knees with a cigarette
And my morning beat under the blue sky

Last night at the bar, I was wrong, I was only hurting
And you were acting too polite
When we held onto the pain, through the storms and the rain
Like a crumpled, empty, discarded Newports box

Ah, the blue sky
Ah, sky high