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I'll be pushing these throughout October and November, so there's some time to think on them, BUT if you want 10% off your commission, get 'er in before Thanksgiving (November 27th!)

Woah hey. Art? From me? Who would have thought!?

Anyway. It's weird to be in my 20s. I'm not exactly where I want to be, but... I gotta live my life. Gotta do things.

I might share more of these, but mainly I wanted to post to say that I am alive... and to watch this space. Got fun things coming

Anyway, I'm saying that as if I do ever actually post. But I don't know! Is this a common feeling for working illustrators? Is this the kind of red flag that signals I'd be happier as a hobbyist and I should switch fields? I don't know! Whatever. Ugh. I hope everyone's doing well this weekend. LOL

All that to say... I'm kinda contemplating making my bsky that "legit whatever the hell I want" space and abandoning the intent of ever making my Instagram that. Because it's so much easier to share what I'm working on when I don't feel pressure to cater to a certain image of myself, you know?

I don't know. I suppose that's the consequence of connecting my presence as a "working professional" to social media, a space that's historically... not been that professional for me. It's just something I've only really verbalized for myself in the past couple of weeks, and it's weird.

But it's like... the past six months has been rough for me, and the only art I've been doing is little gay OCs in cute outfits because I need to cope! And because I'm Trying to Make My Art a Thing, my social media pages can't just be all little gay OCs in cute outfits!!

It feels so weird to be publicly declaring that I'm "chasing the dream" of being a professional with a clean portfolio and a captive audience, and yet low-effort drawings of my little gay OCs in cute outfits does not usually translate into an art director wanting to hire me!