i love graffiti. "comics and jazz are the only american art forms" you forgot graffiti. did you remember graffiti? That art form birthed in Philly and NYC in the early 70s by poor Black kids. that art form that spread all over the world and influenced so many. that's used without irony in commercials when they're trying to appeal to a "young urban" customer.

did you forget graffiti? that racism broken windows theory victim? that reach the establishment takes claiming that it's exclusively violent gang members throwing up those full-color pieces and wildstyle tags in the middle of the night outsmarting fifty security cameras because the billboard was ugly anyway. as if, even if it was, it wouldn't be impressive as all hell. risking brutality and fall damage so your art can occupy the space a gentrified condo named something like "Coluumna" took away from you. proving that despite only assholes affording to live here anymore there's still a soul beneath it. an animal with dripping stripes and teeth that go clack-clack tsssss

Advertising slogan im working on:

Why spend YOUR hard earned money on laundry AND toilet paper when you could JUST do laundry?

Ready for stickering or does it need a byline

my jgy thoughts have been expanding and adapting and roiling and toiling etc etc etc and all of it is coming down to me affectionately marveling at this character. he’s cut-throat. he’s cunning. his kindness leaves lasting impressions. his mercy is what predates his demise. he’s one of the few cultivators who helps those in need. he will sacrifice them if it benefits him. he loved. it didn’t last. it killed him. it orchestrated his downfall. he’s a genius. he’s paranoid. he compartmentalizes. he splits the world into who he would sacrifice and who he would not. people he loves and people he would sacrifice are not mutually exclusive. he’s filial to a fault. it was all for his mother. he is a study in assimilating to survive. the results vary. he manipulates the herd mentality to his benefit. it is turned against him. he is killed for the one thing he didn’t do by the one person he wouldn’t sacrifice. it is still somehow better than what the hive-mind cultivation world would have done. i love this tragic kaleidoscope of a character.

ohhhhmygod im gonna be sick. actually nauseous and i did it to myself - there was a spider on the countertop and i Panicked, grabbing the first distance-killer i could grab. it was a grease cleaner spray. i buried it in the stuff, walked away to recover mentally, came back

it fucking fell apart and dissolved into the cleaner. i both feel horrible and im disgusted beyond words. how the fuck do i get rid of it

@ people who make Ed a "naur my soft widdle baby Eddie-pie just had trauma amd that's why he traumatised the crew and did all that fucked up shit 🥺🥺🥺"

Why do you refuse to have nuanced characters? Why deny him the sauce?

Can someone assure me it's okay that I haven't finished any drawings in over a week 😭😭

screenshot dump

Artist ask game from yesterday: 3. your favorite piece(s)?

God there's so many to choose from, not to mention the ones I lost, but here's the ones I could find:

These four didn't translate so well because my phone camera is shit, but for a time period I was making these real grotesque pieces (which most of them I kept) that, while I'm not in the same headspace anymore, I still love dearly. Popping these under a readmore just in case, and I hope Tumblr doesn't murder the quality too much.

omg i have the exact same thing where i just can't do ideas-work or sketchwork digitally, it's so hard! i really don't know what it is. maybe digital art kind of automatically turns on professional-look mode and trad art feels freer...? no clue but litrchrlly same thing i can never figure out why

I think so too!! Its so weird, even if I use the same mindset/restriction for both (no erasing so i force myself to do the same drawing multiple times to figure it out) it looks and feels different....its so crazy like is it not the same hand and brain working on/with both mediums??? 🤨🤨🤨🤨

If youve ever flossed your ass with a crunchy hotel towel, youll agree that the most deepdown satiafying ass scrub there is doesnt come from paper, so what are you waiting for? Switch to washable poop towels, free yourself

she is givin a cake to her little digital circus enemies

...i mean friends. ;3

why do you gotta tell me the same thing THRICE if it's still not out for delivery!!