I think I’m going through Suchin withdrawal I haven’t drawn her since like monday and I’m starting to tweak
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Mary deserved to live I miss her.
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Sorry for being so rambly today (and last night) I have thoughts so onto the blog they go
I feel like part of the joy of art is in community, like you create something and you get to talk about it and share it with the world. This year I lost touch with the friends who I would always talk about art with and I think that loss is heavily impacting my ability to create (and the enjoyment I get from it.) I miss having a new idea and getting to ramble about it excitedly. I miss texting people the sketches and the mock ups and the color palettes.
I got into art for me. I wouldn’t show anything I made to anyone for years. So I’m no stranger for creating for the target audience of myself. Still, I miss that sense of community. I love this blog and I absolutely adore the lovely comments you all leave on my art but sometimes it feels so one-sided on here. I post a piece, I receive a lovely tag back and that’s it. End of story. I spend hours and hours working on something and it kind of disappears into the void in a day or so.
Trying to put it into words, but I think I wish I could create art that starts a conversation. That inspires people to create their own things in response, or even just talk with me about process. I think the perfectionism has gotten out of hand lately because I feel like I’m missing something—which I attribute to the quality of the piece—but really what I’m missing is buddies to chat about art with. There is no level of being “good enough” that will serve as a substitute for a real community.
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Prompt Game: Flower - wastrel
The cloud of Flower's magic mushroom-induced daze cleared up as she sat on her bed and a pang of guilt, a feeling a wastefulness hit her chest.
The money from the bank, the chance to be with her brother, her shortened life, even her shot with Thorfinn after years of waiting, of fear.
Flower never considered herself a wasteful person. She was always trying to save people, causes, and reduce her footprint on the world, though she couldn't really make an impact in this spectral form.
A moment later, the mushrooms kicked back in and she forgot what she was thinking about.
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//Apologies for my absence!
I should be on to do Maria's replies tonight!
Life. Pain. Mental health. Work - take your pick of what's been getting in the way.
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games never need to be this big. if your game is this big you're doing something wrong. cut out all the trees. those leaves are taking up so much space
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Help so I had a dream last night where my family adopted a traumatized cat right? Well I told my mom about the dream and now I really want a pet cat (even more so than before because I miss the baby she was such a sweetheart and even our dogs who are insane with other animals loved her) but the thing is I didn’t tell my mom that in my dream the cat was traumatized and I experienced what the cat saw, but why? The cat got traumatized by watching its gay owner having sex with a guy. I can’t just tell that shit to my mom!
Anyways here’s basically the cat (the ear was more like a scar in my dream and she was a little bit skinnier as well but other than that it’s basically a one to one)
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when you delete a fic from every possible corner of your life and then get sad that you did such a thing
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i kindof wanna replay ffviii.........
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Was watching a show where a couple was laying in bed together and she reached across and held his face and kissed him gently and then I burst into tears bc I just want to be able to reach over and touch my girl and kiss her
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god forbid women have hobbies
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