Desperately resorting to typing on phone.

I’m pretty sure it’s taken me longer to write the description than it did to make the actual art.

Right? This is crucial stuff. Not that I would have it any other way.* Plus, from a certain perspective it’s fun. Hard, challenging fun. Sometimes satisfactory fun. Just sent in two submissions, I did just now, and I don’t think I left any blindspots unmentioned. I really, really, want to do a third, but I don’t know if I can!

*I’m pretty proud how that turned out.

Writing the description…
The wordcraft is as much a mess as the visual. Guess that means it matches. (I am good at this.)

This piece is inconsistent and overworked, but at least I finished something!

This took forever last winter. The drafts for the next 10+ pages are somewhere…

Sometimes I have trouble remembering which version is original and which is flipped.

New shoe leather, meet bun’s teeth.

That might be the first stress dream I’ve had featuring rabbit. Had them about getting lost, missing buses, misplacing babies*, sitting through remedial, leaving tests incomplete. Even being up close and intimidatingly personal with the vaguely disappointed face of a celebrity professor. No tooth loss dreams, thank goodness. Though that might be an interesting change of pace.

I woke up so relieved that my bun doesn’t actually have a special rabbit friend. I don’t need pet pregnancy scare.

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Picked up the wrong tablet pen by accident. The cursor moves.

epsi* 2.2,
with a focus on lowbrow love and derivative works.

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