Hey! So I read a handful of articles recently that all read quite like the link, and it made me think - what in the world is my purpose in running a tumblr, a blog, a DA, and all that jazz? So, if you’re curious, then, you’re strange! Also, it’s here.
The idea behind this tumblr is to keep a constant stream of pictures coming out over the weeks, most of them unfinished or half-complete or crappy. But the idea is that this is just a long, long sketchbook - a way to look at growth and progression. My DeviantArt is going to be just finished stuff or stuff I like, in the same way my twitter is words I garble out whereas my Intersect and blog are words I really like.
Just another attempt to rationalize the wacky wide world of social media. Til next week, bat-friends…
Not only do I love your blog ( heh found it ) but I also am secretly infatuated with you. K. here we go I got this idea from a spam msg I received on Facebook lol.. I know you like me but were always way too shy to say so :3 go hit up crushmasher(dót)com (uhh it wont let me do a regular link) then make an acct there. Search for the profile 'justmeandu33' ( obv me ) I posted body pix.. if u can figure out who I am msg me and we'll kick it. CC required for age but it is free. (annoying i know)
I can not do as much art on the digital side. Which is majorly unfortunate. However, I’ve been doing a ton of art with mechanical pencils, so that’s a thing? But I do not have a scanner. So have some crappy photos taken with my Android!
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