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I almost ate a fly today, and I'm going to play the bagpipes later. Take some silly square people art.

Miniatures

Art block is such a piece of blunckles

Reblog daily for health and prosperity

Extra info about me!

HI! I'M MAGGIE, MAX, SQUARE, AND THE OTHER STUFF I'M KNOWN BY!

BASIC INFORMATION:

Animator - I have a top-secret project in the works

Musician - I make music, not yet posted

Cartoonist

Fandom brainrot - I can't fit them here, and I can't think of them all at once

Teenager

Chronically online

She/her and they/them

FUN FACT CORNER:

I almost burned down a building once

I'm known for SCREECHING at the top of my lungs at random intervals

I'm obsessed with squares

I'm an expert at Thomas the Tank Engine fanfic

I play the bagpipes

My favorite movie is Monty Python and the Holy Grail

I like screaming at people on hotel balconies

My favorite show is Gravity Falls

I love writing about throwing children in meatgrinders

I'm the proud owner of 2 cats

I'm obsessed with a certain triangle man

My favorite food is salmon

My favorite song is 23 minutes long ("Echoes" by Pink Floyd)

I lived in Alaska for 7 years

I run on pure caffeine and the will of God

I like obscure 80s new wave bands

I like dad rock

I make really good cookies

I reproduce through mitosis

I like anything shiny and neon-colored

I worship an ancient Jewish carpenter; you might of heard of him

I don't know what I am, but I'm 95% sure I'm not neurotypical

I hate ceiling fans

I hate coconuts

*inhales* That's it.

(top - 2024)

(bottom - 2022)

Redrawing something I drew a couple years ago. Improvement thingy!

Context: I was trying to draw these two being threatened with murder.

DEAR BABY ME - THEY ARE DYING; GIVE THEM SOME GOSHDARN EMOTIONS. THEY ARE NOT EMOTIONLESS SKIN HUSKS. IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE A FULL BODY VIEW, EITHER. CROP THINGS AND ZOOM IN, DEAR LORD.

still here yall..

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FACT: 90% OF SUICIDAL PEOPLE KILL THEMSELVES JUST BEFORE THEY HIT IT BIG

KEEP PLAYING

I own a pet portrait of a Irish wolfhound that I found in an antique shop.

It’s a really good pet portrait of a dog, the dog looks so happy and the artist’s style is pleasing. In the shop I turned it over. On the back is the artist’s signature and the year it was painted. That year was 1986. It suddenly occurred to me that the dog in the portrait must be dead by this point and the owner who commissioned it must be dead as well. Someone who loved their dog enough to get such a great portrait of them made wouldn’t part with it so they must have died, that’s the only reason it would be here. I was so horrified looking at this beautiful portrait of a beautiful dog.

It occurred to me all of the 19th century paintings of dogs in my favorite museums are portraits of dead dogs commissioned by dead owners. That portraiture is haunted by nature, a snapshot of a living thing that is loved and will survive long after the subject is no longer living and the person who loved them has gone.

Then I remembered my favorite Gary Larson comic.

Anyway, I bought the painting and it now hangs in my cat’s room. My cat has a room because I love her very much. I want to commission a portrait of her.

This is what happened at the end of Lonesome Road, surely?