Honestly thought I'd be further along with my animation than I am, but there's a lot of me making beginner mistakes and having to fully restart 4 times minimum each new set of problems π₯΄
Anyway, I'm a plant dad to like... 50 plants, say hello to my newest babies
I haven't done drawing art in what feels like ages..
Torn between asking for a fellow dyslexic person to mutually practice Japanese together as I am deeply struggling to learn and don't want to enter yet another space I will be outpaced in
And
Autistic social ineptitude that makes me dreadful to talk to ΰ²₯β _β ΰ²₯ what do you mean γγγγγγ§γγγγ I don't γγγ I panic and ignore...
Some crashing issues and a lot of back and forth to find timing and number of frames I should make it so it loops like I want. Apparently that means 10,000 frames minimum
I am struggling with how I want the "twinkle" stars to go, I'll probably restart that again, but that's all part of the process, I guess.
A little depression rant or note to my dog, I don't know I'm fucking miserable right now
I promised the day we picked you up I would never let you know the life Jack and Lacey knew. I promised you would be loved and protected. I would never turn you away the way I did them. I would keep you from "his" antics.
And I am so sorry, I cannot keep that promise. I fear if I stay any longer I will have a heart attack. I cannot suffer this any longer. I really wanted to be here for you. But this has been 25 long years of abuse. I need out.
I should have never made such a promise. I could never keep it. I cannot control someone else.
I am so unbearably sorry. I cannot let this happen to myself again. And I cannot save you. I cannot take you with me as much as I would love to. I have no ground to stand on. I am so so sorry.
You have been a wonderful year of my life. You are such a sweet baby. I've hesitated far too long for you, though. There is no happy ending to this, I'm afraid. I must lose you.
I'm sorry. Tomorrow I take the first step of finally escaping this hell and finding a world I can make my own. I wish you could be there with me. I'd love to show you it.
Why must every action breaking free from abuse hurt so much? Why must it bring such regret? What did I do wrong?
Definitely didn't take hours to set up because Synfig kept freaking out and error-ing random images and I had to restart because it wanted to pretend the images didn't exist in the folder they most definitely were in specifically for this project :)
I've decided an Idle loop for the sky and clouds, and I'll Inochi2d animate my boys.
My toxic trait is thinking I can do anything so long as I put my mind to it then failing miserably and never touching it again because I can't put my mind to it
Thanks ADHD and Autism mixed together making me desire 50,000 skills and having 5% capacity each day
I think this is the best I can do for now. This took way too much effort and it's 100% a skill issue
The inspiration, as well. I tried the Minecraft "hack" because my room composition skills are absolutely terrible. Everything about backgrounds I am bad at. But I guess that's why I'm even suffering through all this.
The curly ram horns kicked my ass all day, but I made good progress with the hair for the day.
shhh, he's bald on top like a disgruntled old man, but I'm tired and my eyes burn from glaring at my screen all day. This is fully unnecessary, I just need perspective held with eyes and his horns, but I want to be extra