i think not a single word you write is ever wasted. i think your unfinished stories taught you more than you know, i think your notebook margins are full of doodles and every one of them has meaning, every scrap and perpetual work in progress lives inside your heart. art is not ever “wasted” just because you put effort into something that’s not suitable for mass consumption. there is value inherent in the act of creation!
1. If you do not go after what you want, you will never have it.
2. If you do not ask, the answer will always be no.
3. If you do not step forward, you will remain in the same place.
Watched Heartstopper ! And my take is : maybe, love IS real ? ... I don't know
Some Mermay thingy I did quite accidentally
If I were a mermaid I too, would pet sharks
I'm drawing Vex and Vax from Vox Machina as a little treat this week, and I'm so excited about it ✨
fucking wild to simultaneously be living through a cultural moment where the middle class has absorbed the language of very milquetoast queer identification (pronouns in your zoom profile everyone or whatever) + certain modes of queerness have become more and more profitable as we cede more and more of our language and history to hegemonic forces of production, and the noose around bodily autonomy and gender presentation and the immediate safety of queer people both at the state and social level is tightening every single day. almost like assimilation & respectability politics were never going to save us and only functioned as a conduit for hypervisibility coming down hardest on the most vulnerable and unassimilable of us, or something.
Inktober 2021, Creatures
Shortest Inktober I have ever done, but one I did nonetheless.
Sketching these frogs has become my go to warm up
Thy're also the cutest things I've ever drawn
any other artist out there feeling like they're fundamentally uncreative. not in a sense of being unable to make art, but in the sense that the results of your artistic labour are predictable, stagnant, a dime a dozen. like the creativity flowing through the artists you admire is a bone in their body that you were born without.
Hi. I'm Ene and I draw things. Sometimes it's frogs, sometimes it's people, other times it's my every day anxieties. Most of the time, I don't draw at all.
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