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Lantanas in the afternoon.

Bsky / Tip jar

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Dysphoria (2025)

This is a repaint of an illustration I first posted right here on this account over a decade ago when I first transitioned. I did this for TDOV this year as a sort of 'then vs now' for myself more than anything. A lot has changed in a decade. I've changed.

A decade ago visibility felt like liberation, but today it feels like a target. A decade ago politicians made a lot of promises to us, and today they can't run away from us fast enough. A decade ago I was crashing out in a dysphoria spiral. Today, in spite of everything, I'm at peace with myself.

It's Pride Month in the States and the Trans community is going through it. Between the Skrmetti decision and the threat of HR1 stripping care from Trans people of ALL ages on Medicaid and ACA plans, Trans people need support more than ever.

So I'm making this illustration available as a print in my shop and 100% of the proceeds will be donated to Point of Pride, an organization dedicated to providing financial aid for transition care. I'll post receipts of funds donated at the end of the month.

I'm aiming to raise at least $2000, as that's the amount needed to cover 12 months of telehealth services, prescription medications, lab work, and more for at least one trans person in need of HRT.

Transition care really IS life saving, it saved MY life. I wouldn't have lived to make any of the art that people have told me they love so much. My whole portfolio, all my work over the years, none of it would exist. If my art has ever meant anything to you, please, help.

You can donate using the link below:

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Pondering my orbs.

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A pit fired saber tooth cat! Pit firing feels extra appropriate for prehistoric animals like this one. I’m really happy with how it came out and it’ll be a little hard to part with.

This piece will be available today, June 20th at 8pm Eastern time!

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moonpaw redesign

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We report in unpeopled landscapes of the sky continent: the sunshine is travelling through depths of steam, and the little bit that makes it out comes away changed, carrying specks of gold and copper. Midnight draws near when the vision begins to fade from our mind.

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yellow blooms

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We report: the mist is keeping us close to Earth this morning. Down here in marshy lands, the unknowable, hungry, peaty soil seems to want us whole, engulfing each of our steps. The fog rolls over us in absolute silence. Our eyelids threaten to cede to gravity in semi-darkness.

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motherhood……..

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I took part in create a mermaid challenge and made this beautiful fish🧜‍♀️♥️ her magic power is to create warm currents and steam above the water

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We report while the last lights of sunset go out: even on such an overcast day, we notice how bright the evenings of mid-spring are. It has rained a lot today, the air smells like a million different things, and the birds are singing louder than ever. The pink lingers in the sky.

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We report in the late evening: it is all a bit much. The wind is strong and blowing from an unusual direction, the clouds are expanding to monstrous proportions, and the light feels apocalyptic in nature. When it starts raining, it seems like an appropriate climax to the sunset.

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The green forager. Gouache on paper. Prints: https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/vmaderna/the-green-forager

I spot green woodpeckers from time to time in our garden, they're so pretty - always cheers me up to see them 😊

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Did a lil drawing for @artfight Sproutfight challenge : )

I realized really late that this was a thing, so I barely had the time to do it. Didn't pushed the illustration as I wish I could, but here we go.

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We report in the process of unfurling the darkness: it is night enough that we could not call this a day anymore, but still day enough that calling it a night would feel like pushing it. Although, perhaps night is when we almost slip because it is too dark to see where we walk.

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We report: as we wake up in the morning, we remember this sky as if it were a dream. It falls apart in our mind, so we call our expert to describe it, and we talk about the smell of the darkness, the glint of the stars like sand in the sunshine. They tell us to go back to sleep.

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