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I guess if you shout into the void long enough, the void will indeed shout back, and it'll sound something like "Change your DM settings people want to talk to you". Wow I feel dumb 🫠🤦😅

Marsh guardian

Hhjgffhjoh maybe that's why no one has messaged me yet, holy cow. I didn't realize I had my settings like that 🤦🤦🤦 but wow, thank you, I would love to do a B&W piece for you! Let's see if we have better luck connecting now 😅

A page of pencil sketches depicting several anthropomorphic characters. A handsome viking-esque horned wolf leans in over a tankard of grog, a pig-nosed creature is tormented by their draconic partner, a judgemental bear squints over its shoulder, and a goat has just found an exciting fact in an old book. A commissioned sketch page of this level of detail would run closer to $100 tbh

An art piece composed of black and white ink upon tan-toned paper depicting that of a human character communing with their spiritual connection to the world. The black ink illustrates the "human" and the white ink layered over that implies wings, antlers, a tail, and large talons. Feathers cover the floor around the character's feet, and seem to be drawn with a blend of the black and the white- hopefully representing that the outcome, life, is affected by both sides

A portrait of my dog! This was drawn for a contest we were in last year. Alcohol ink markers, babey!

Okay friends, I need to start taking on commissions ASAP or I am straight up going to be living out of my car(that doesn't run 😩). I'll add context in a 🧵, but for now please share. These will be physical artworks that can be mailed to you!

Sketch page: 50+
B&W 9"x12": 100
Color 9"x12": 300

Photograph of a feral chicken standing on a curb, the dense foliage behind him only accentuates his own striking colors. He looks exactly like the platonic ideal of a rooster- bright amber neck ruff, iridescent bluish green shoulders, long shimmering green tail feathers.

Dad just came to join the party. What a looker!

Currently sitting in the parking lot while my partner is in a doctor's appointment. A lot of people around here complain about the feral chickens in town, but I love getting to witness little moments like this. They are so small, and so full of determination.

"I feel them breathe, so uninspired" has me sobbing right now 😭 So many of my friends and loved ones are feeling so tired right now, so defeated. I -do- feel them breathe, feel their exhaustion, feel their loneliness. I feel it because I'm there too. "My broken hands, my weary bones"

Hollow Tune by Brick +Mortar hits so, so hard these days

Large plushies, one shaped like a catfish, and the other like a weevil, sit on a cushioned seat in front of an open window

My very very good friend @labbug14.bsky.social just arrived today and brought a bewhiskered bug to meet my bewhiskered fish

Okay but, like, would you crawl inside this burrow with me, and, despite our differences, mind if our intertwined remains slowly turn to stone?

-mascara streaming down my face- I'm fine, guys really -sniffles- I'm not getting emotional about fossils in the middle of the night again, I swear

I am SO happy to report that, for the first time in three months, I can walk again! Still, like, reeeeeally painful, but wow does it feel good to stand on two feet again.

I could definitely see how that would work- the barrel base would keep the weight low, and the metal cover is probably to either protect the stone from the elements, or to keep sailors from hurting themselves on it. Maybe it had either have a removable crank handle, or one on the other side?

Alright, after some discussion, most seem pretty confident that it's a grind stone for sharpening spears and other hunting instruments! It was pointed out that there's a blacksmith's vice in the foreground, so the object in center is likely part of an onboard workshop.

It wasn't hard, being that he could barely stand up! I'm not sure what berries it was that we had around our yard, but they would eat them off the ground after they had fallen off the bush and fermented. Over the years I found many, many more in that tipsy state 😂

Interesting that there's a switch from digitigrade to plantigrade and back again on top of the hight difference. I wonder if it takes a minute to catch his balance between forms!

I'm so mad, I just finished arranging this corner to be my little hangout spot, and now I've gotta start packing it all up again 😞

Holy caribou, that is an incredible piece, both in concept and execution!

Cedar waxwings were the first guys that I ever positively identified with my copy of Sibley's Guide! I was 12, and had found one drunk off berries and brought it in to show my mom, where it promptly sobered up and bit the shit out of my thumb 😅

Matcha is me irl

I can't say I know much about older ships, but I know sailboats and teach at a little sailing club, so I can ask around! What are you looking into?

A cartoon drawing with four sections. The first is titled “Wolves” and shows a wolf looking confident and assuredly at the viewer. The second reads “Dogs” and show a smiling dog with floppy ears looking at the viewer. He is wearing a collar which reads “pet.” The next section is titled “Wolves pretending to be dogs.” The wolf is wearing a collar titled “pet” and sports an eager, happy expression. He says “Ohhh I’m a big puppy…I’m so eager to chew my toys…Will you rub my tummy?” The forth section depicts the dog wearing clip-on wolf ears. His collar is gone. He stares at the viewer with mischievous intent and says “I don’t have a leash! I’m gonna bite you! I’ll…I’ll jump up in the couch!”

This got so much longer than I thought is would, holy cow. If you've read this far, thank you. Even that is more than many have ever offered, and I'm grateful to know that the void do indeed stare back sometimes. If anything, I just hope my work can still resonate with someone out there.
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I'm also so embarrassed to be in this situation again. Different verse, same song I guess. I can't bring myself to ask for donations again, but I am able to do the one thing that honestly saved my life as a teenager- and maybe could do so again? Here we go, final penny into the claw machine...(23/?)

I'm exhausted. I'm weary. My spirit is a heavy thing I am cradling in a thread-bare blanket of woven memories.
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I don't actually think my mom was threatening to kick me out, but I no longer feel safe living here. I'm mentally wretching at the memories of things that have happened in the past 6 years. I'm physically shaking after every little thing that startles me, and WOW have I become jumpy
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.We had. The triggers creating aftershocks, leading to tangential events and nights spent on long walks in the park, wondering, "Are we ever going to figure this out?" Flinching when laughter from another room sounded a bit too much like crying has been an anxious reflex tormenting me lately (20/?)

.Did it anyways, and encourage my partner and other brother to follow suit. All of us have been experiencing different aspects of this situation for years, and so where we thought we could lean on each other for support, we all indeed leaned to hard, activating triggers some of us didn't know
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.He is beyond anything I have the skills to help. He's hurt me, and doesn't remember doing it. And then in all of this, there's Mom. She's threatening to kick me out right now, hense the need to scrounge up any bit of safety net I can find. I knew moving in with her was a mistake, and yet I
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