Between that and minecraft my poor art time

I just want to walk places

I just want to take a nap sometimes with a warm heated pad on my chest

I just want to play checkers or cards

thank you to all my artist friends who sent me help

the amount of actual art practice between this and the last one is significant

I can find myself hiding it away or even shoving it in their face just to get it over with. I have to know sometimes that it’s going to be ok if you realize im a mess. If not I need to get out of the way.

Rough doodle of my friend’s sona while we were hanging out sharing music

A whole new axis of identity and you still use it to be soft and cute

I’ve always felt messy, I’d hide away things until they were complete because nobody else could make out what I meant until they saw it in its final state. Even then it’s a mess but it seems to always just work. Thank you for sharing this, even if we are very different people I got to see myself.

I think the login prompt adds a lot to the feeling of a place you can never return to. The door is there. You can visit anytime and say anything but it won’t open. Thanks for sharing, this is one I’ll probably come back to more than once.