GUYS. PEOPLE OF THE INTERNET WHO MAY OR MAY NOT BE READING THIS. I’M TAKING DIGITAL ART COMMISSIONS STARTING NOW UNTIL FEBRUARY.
IF YOU’RE INTERESTED, PLEASE MESSAGE ME, COMMENT, ASK ME, OR HEAD TO MY WATTPAD WHERE YOU’LL FIND INSTRUCTIONS PLEASE.
This is some of my stuff. I do a variety of styles, depending on what you want or request.
Yaaay gold fishiee! ✨✨🤩🐠🐡🐟
I got some new watercolor paper that I needed for some college homework, so I experimented a little bit with it, since I wasn’t sure how well it’d behave.
I normally work with 100% cotton, and this one was 50% so I was kinda doubtful it’d behave, but it actually did quite decently. It just bends a little even with the tape on, can’t handle as much water (aka backgrounds that cover it almost completely).
Do NOT trace, copy, or otherwise steal credit for this work.
Mystical town. Urban sketches. #8, set of 10.
The crow.
I KNOW WE ALL FREAKING LOVED THIS. But also. THE MUSIC. Like, we gotta talk about the soundtrack. The guitar flamenco style was just so beautiful and brilliant, you could dance to the soundtrack.
I HAD THE SAME THOUGHT AND REALIZATION
He’s wearing eyeliner, oh my god?
Evolution
I have recently come to realize that I’m at a stage in life where I find myself attracted to a literary genre I never held any interest in: realism.
Or rather, realism with wondrous things sprinkled in.
Specially like that presented in Japanese literature.
What I’m really looking for I think, is connection. Being able to relate to the story to a deeper level than the fantasy stories I used to be so obsessed with (which no offense, but are usually not written to relate with anyone. YA Fantasy writing tends to be bleak when it comes to the relatable side of things).
I am touched by stories about people struggling through life’s bumps, pushing through as they find connections with others and hope in the little things; perhaps lessons they learned as children and forgot as they aged, or perhaps in magical wonders they encounter.
Slice of life stories are specially entertaining to me now. Broken as I am, there’s a part of me that lights up with stories I can empathize with. It stitches me up a bit inside. Helps hold me together.
There are so many books of this kind I wanna read. Stories that can warm me inside and hold my stitches together.
I never thought I’d become interested in realism (after, you know, literally living through it).
Guess a point a comes where you just wanna know you’re not the only one in pain.
I like this take. Nothing else to be said. Fic writers (who will not be me this time cuz although I could, I don’t have the time), make it happen
this whole “interesting choice in date” thing was jealousy on both sides and nobody can tell me otherwise
The week before a trip
I have one week left before my 2 week trip to Japan as a foreign student. I’m excited, anxious, sort of scared. Also absolutely overwhelmed by piles of homework the new semester has thrust upon me.
I worry for the coming trip and whether I have the language skills to stand out and socialize with everyone.
The coming weeks will likely determine what the next decade of my life will look like, and I find myself at a crossroads; will I go study a new career or specialization in Norway, or Japan?
I’ve been pondering that question for a while now. Whether I should go spend 4 years studying in Norway or Japan; to which country am I going to dedicate years of my life to?
Which one is safest for me? Which one will offer the most cultural enrichment and knowledge? Which will nurture my true nature?
I don’t know the answers. I suppose time will tell.
Finally, today I felt like my first chapters are going in the right direction. The scene is being set. Connections are being made.
I hope the foundation is enough to make readers cry with what comes afterward.
Warming up engines, oiling the cogs. Wattys 2024 deadline: August. Back to writing. See u in wattpad soon friends.
An entirely new 1st part approaches.
Discord icon for my server I finished today. I like to think that his name is Mark the Ducky and he likes cookies :) 🍪.
DO NOt TRACE, COPY or otherwise steal credit for this work.