happy miku day dis is my design
Meow, little comic, for fanfiction Resurgam
(i love this fanfiction so much)
Context: One very smart and intelligent the most prettiest girl in the city, lived with two dumbas and one "bird" who can plays symphony in his organ and singing angels songs
Fanfiction:
(This fanfiction has ships)
Make bad art. Make silly art. Make ugly art. Make any art you can because the art you make with your own hands is a million times better than the ai slop getting churned out.
Lots of thoughts recently. Everything feels plastic.
I could go on and on about why all that AI "art" is bad. I could mention theft, lack of creativity, it's impact on the work field and environment, but countless people have already said all that. I wanted to touch on something that to me is the most utterly wrong about all of it.
Art is more than just something pretty to look at or listen to. It's therapeutic. It's a form of communication. A tool for human connection. It's a pure, human need.
Support real artists ☀️
Genuinely did not know making stimboards would be this fun, what is this sorcery
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minos roasting marshmallow over sisyphus primes head fire thing
hehe i love these ideas (pls give me more)
as a minor healing from c-ptsd, im really glad that there is a comic like laikas comet, and thank you so much for making it. it's kind of silly, but mars as a character means a lot to me. i don't have anyone like laika, so it's really comforting to see a story where i can imagine it was my life instead
im so glad!! and, if it makes you feel any better -
in real life, 'mars' and 'laika' are less separate characters to me. i wrote this comics concept years ago now for myself, because i did not have a 'laika' either.
the story of laikas comet, in a less literal sense than the actual lore of the comic, is about the adult part of me approaching and deliberately trying to re-parent and heal the child part of me.
i dont love the saying 'nobody comes to save you' because it seems very gloomy, but i do sometimes think i do my own healing process a disservice through this story in that the person who saved me was not a 'laika', but i became her myself.
but that was only possible because i was willing to believe i was worthy of being happy, and moving toward that light. and when i decided to communicate my feelings through a story, and tried imagining what 'good' in the world looked like, it was a person like laika.
so, i guess what im saying is - you have a laika! a person who wants to see the good in the world and wants to make it a better place. that's inside you right now.