trying to post more art. which means more igraine :D this one from an updated reference sheet i am crying over and trying to finish so i can start commissioning people again

And today's Lopsec #pixel_dailies #pixelart prompt was community with another really versatile and colorful palette -- https://lospec.com/palette-list/buba -- did a tiny village community tileset, 8-bit style.

I have been running from my own life for as long as I can remember. I could have salvaged this but I was handed an out, I was handed something nicer than just fucking dealing with it. I was an online furry because the sensory and loving world of anthropomorphization treated me a lot better than the real world of labor and punishment and abuse and disconnect. As an online furry I could tell people I liked them and I liked being around them. I did not have to be so ludicrously alone because I was allowed to dream a little bit, to imagine and manifest the reality of being happy.

I would like to say that this whole mess has been about the concept of 'fantasy.' It has affected me in a very grave way as of late and now it is making me walk in one direction down a rural road in Michigan until I die.

It is likely that the world will forget me. And Max, too. And it is very likely the world will forget Him, because He was already fast on His way to that point. But I have started to not be so afraid of this fact. When things fall through the world, it is like they reach an ideal, a sort of afterlife of ideas; places like the Red Shack and Lone Star Lanes and the spot and, of course, all the parking lots, and transitory highways, and all the old rooms in old houses, and commercials, and garbage on the side of the road. All of it in a big pile for once. All in harmony. I have felt a kinship with things that get forgotten. I don't feel like it was ever fair to treat them as completely less than human.

After all we get forgotten plenty, too.

As a kid I read a book—this one is famous, too, you have probably read it—called Where The Wild Things Are. It is, in summary, a story about a kid wandering into the wilderness and getting forgotten by the world. He finds a bunch of monsters who take care of him when nothing else does.

In the end he makes his way back home too. But I didn't like that part.

I never wanted to come back.