i took a day off work bc i've been stressed asf. it was nice but next time i'm gonna do it without anyone's knowledge so i actually get to have any time to myself.
its an absolute travesty you can't record things inside your head at will because last night i dreamt up another great song and now i can't remember it, but it was really good
it was 'fucked up bog monster theme song'.
lyric was like .. "don't bother defending yourself, i'm gonna attack" not that but similar
and the music was just straight fire
my leave of absence is almost over, it's time to go back to work on monday. i'm really sad abt it, i had hoped i'd come to some kind of revelation about what else to spend my life doing and i haven't thought anything of the sort.
honestly really sad that i most likely won't get to draw any more artfight this year.
i'm trying, i really am, but 40 minutes a day is just not enough to draw anything good.
but hey, i passed my goal of 5 attacks, so i should just be happy i got to participate, right?
today is 10 years since i saved that guys life. i think about his mom often, since we went through that trauma together. i've been thinking of writing her a message, just because I really hope she's doing okay.
idea for same art show probably: installation of big mosquito with teeth and human eyes in an otherwise completely dark room, and all you hear is breathing and perhaps a low hum.
aiming for threatening energy.
dreamt abt a chimera that was a bison who also had a magical boxer dog head next to its normal head. the only magic it knew was 'turn other animals into boxers' but it used that magic as much as boxerly possible
i just had to spend 40 minutes explaining how to report a scammer to my dad, 40 precious minutes I could have spent much better if i didn't care about my family. i feel like i've gotten timerobbed.