Kat

Here are the four individual pieces that were sewn together to make the "quilt" titled Blooms

Here are some things I've made recently.
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-Blooms
-The Lover
-Don't Go Breaking My Heart

I have thought "what a weird thing to say?" a good dozen times reading posts by supposed TS fans

You belong with Me. Me! Dammit!

I'm so fucking jealous of the peeps who got a Lover Cardigan. It's so fucking cute! I've got heart eyes for those heart buttons

This account followed me to Bluesky. I never followed or anything on the other place, but it would show up every Friday, and I'd get to see Craig shrugging about it being the weekend once again.

A couple pieces I've recently finished. I've been really feeling a bit of an almost surrealist vibe with vivid colors and fun textures by including embroidery in the pieces.

I like making my own hours and doing things largely at my own pace and whims. I'm a good artist but absolutely shit at networking and doing the social thing, which is my biggest crutch. I'm tired of feeling like I'm wasting everyone's time.

People who work from home, like what do you do? I've been self-employed forever but it isn't cutting it and now I need to get a job-job but I like working from home. So either I need to go randomly wildly viral or find an actual job...but what is out there?

Oh, to be a tiny kitten who has no idea how fucked we are!

Cinnamon has the right idea. I too would like to hide in cozy place until this passes

I never posted my LLFP here. Isn't she fucking gorgeous? Side C is probably my favorite, but it's a hard choice.

a woman with curly hair is making a heart with her hands . ALT: a woman with curly hair is making a heart with her hands .

I should use this app more, but I'd like to not just be talking to a void for once in my life.
If you love Taylor Swift, Cats and like to look at art not done by AI but a real person, please interact.

a woman is standing next to a chair on the sidewalk . ALT: a woman is standing next to a chair on the sidewalk .

Only bright spot is my LLFP is looking like it should be delivered today. So that is at least something.

a man in a blue shirt is holding a gun in his hand and looking out of a window . ALT: a man in a blue shirt is holding a gun in his hand and looking out of a window .

I need to put my big girl grown up pants on and make some major decisions, but every time I try, I contemplate finding a very tall something.

I know exactly what I want but it won't actually solve the problem and I actually need to solve the fucking problem.

Black text on white background reading: No one likes a mad woman, what a shame she went mad. You made her like that.

Black text on white background reading: And my words shoot to kill when I’m mad, I have a lot of regrets about that.

I made this. Look at the cute and "helpful" cat. Sequins are fun. How the fuck is it almost 2025 already? I blinked and 2024 was over.
Will we get snow later on in the week? Who the fuck knows!

When I saw these in the store I knew I needed them for the kitties

I haven't forgotten this place. Just got lazy. Have a couple recent pics from my life. It's mostly kittens.

I think everybody should go listen to "I Think He Knows" right now. It's such a fucking bop. Just put it on and blast that motherfucker and dance the shit out of it.

Fuck the Patriarchy
Acrylic and Cotton Thread
11x14

I made "funfetti" waffles today for a brunch and they were probably the most gorgeous waffles I have ever made. (I didn't get any pictures though because I just wanted to eat!

"Whether I'm gonna flip you off or
Pull you into the closet"

Is so brilliant - it's basically the conundrum of if she is going TO SAY fuck you or if she wants TO fuck you...she hasn't decided yet

I'm very distracted today

Neither of them understand personal space

::Daily Art::

Bird and Camera
Watercolor (and Acrylic)

::Daily Art::

Prairie Sunset
4x4
Gouche on Wood Panel

We hereby conduct this post-mortem
He was a hothouse flower to my outdoorsman
Our maladies were such we could not cure them
And so a touch that was my birthright became foreign