Slow Progression

Some sketchbook pages.

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For my cousin.

(I'm still figuring out Clip Studio Paint.)

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I’ve sewn the two panels together and, as you can see, there is a bit of a discrepancy in the length of the right hand panel!

My next step is to attempt hemming the ends on the sewing machine and then trimming them down to an even length.

A hallway rug, made with yarn from old t-shirts. It’s roughly 8ft long and took about a day to make. I’ve decided it’s too narrow, so I’m gonna make a second and then sew them together down the middle.

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More warm ups before work

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The Look of Love

original collage portrait available for $35

9 x 9.25in

Ink, marker, water color, loteria pages, floral wrapping paper, and product packaging on found cardboard, coated with matte varnish for increased durability

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copying pages from comix/manga that I like. kind of like master studies. trying to get the pacing and composition down in my own head.

pages after “Shadow Star” by Mohiro Kitoh, and “Akira” by Katsuhiro Otomo

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Reblogging my own work for combo Easter/Trans Day of Visibility

Ecce Homo

18x24, acrylic paint on cardboard, 2024

This painting, one of my figure studies, my comic book "Act Well Your Part" and my two zines, "Slap Your Cheeks For Color" and "Step Out Into Your Short Shorts," will be on display and available for purchase at "Slip Gallery.

Opening reception is March 8th, 6-9pm, and a closing reception will be held on March 30th, 7-9pm.

Dreamed that I was on a road trip with some friends. The car was very full, so I had to sit crouched on the shoulder of the passenger seat. The person seated in the passenger seat looked like Benedict Cumberbatch and I think we were dating. We drove through a small southern town, and I could tell where the queer kids hung out. A bar and a hair salon and a gas station, with 80's goth queer kids hanging out in front, smoking and drinking. On one hand, I was envious that these queers knew just where to go to meet people like themselves, but on the other hand I recognized how few of them were in that small town and how isolated they must feel. We drove along a high way at night. The person shifted from looking like Benedict Cumberbatch, to looking like W., to looking like A., and then finally looking like a combination of all three of them. I told him that I wasn't good at dancing. When a song came on the radio, he pulled over on the side of the highway and left the car door open so that the music could be heard outside. On the side of the road at night, he rested his hands on the small of my back and we danced slowly. The roadtrip (and the dream) ended with us sitting in a forest clearing, dressed in togas, watching a production of "A Midsummer Night's Dream."

Inktober day 2. Usually I’m a pissbaby who avoids drawing backgrounds, but drawing creepy, grungy interiors is fun. Might paint about it.

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