Just a little update on the situation that's been happening for the last few years. I can't say I'm well. With all that's been happening during and since the pandemic, several important things that gave me support have broken away, and in consequence other things have finally caught up to me. I'm working through them one day after another, but it's hard and tbh I'm not entirely sure what the end goal is.
Drawing wise, I don't think I'll get into it again. I'm just too disappointed in my output after all these years. As someone who has big difficulties connecting normally to people, communicating back and forth through drawings, even if cringy, was meaningful. During the early 2000s and in the deviantART community, it just worked naturally, and so I never questioned that. But times changed, and continuing to wave uncanny scribbles around which seemed to be getting markedly worse, and hoping that some friend or mutual would take pity and react was, to put it as mildly as possible, maladaptive. I haven't had a graphics program installed in years at this point. It's sad but freeing. Still I'm happy to know that several beautiful artists I admire were inspired by my stuff from the dA time and before. I've also seen people repost gifts and commissions from that time occasionally, which they still enjoy. That made it all worth it.
Thank you for checking this out, and much love.