More Optimism please
Missed opportunities and chances have been a way of life. Accepting that is never an option.
From here on out I got a pocket full of middle fingers and a fistful of ideas.
So hey world Fuck you- I've got an idea!
Going to revamp the zombie drawings and get them Wheatpaste friendly. Going to run to kinko's and make a run of posters of squidface. (at $.75 per square foot, this could be worth my while) And If other people who were like "I'll volunteer!" will direct your attention to here you'll see what kind of photo I need from you. I'll add the tentacles myself thx. I can use these photos for antics.. yes.
Tired of waiting for shit to happen, tired of just sitting around not knowing what to make or do. That's going to stop, like now. Opening my etsy store this weekend I think.
I spent my entire week last week being fucking miserable. Over myself, over the things I thought I should have by now, over the things I am not. And Im done with that retardedness. My goals, and the things I want are not impossible. I need to keep pressing on, and these things will come.
Took me 12 years to figure out that I needed to be doing art that I loved in the first place. Never was a fan of drawing furry animal dick, never was any good at it. Skulls, monsters and graff- now thats some shit I can get into. I'm ready to be Mr. Big now.
From here on out I got a pocket full of middle fingers and a fistful of ideas.
So hey world Fuck you- I've got an idea!
Going to revamp the zombie drawings and get them Wheatpaste friendly. Going to run to kinko's and make a run of posters of squidface. (at $.75 per square foot, this could be worth my while) And If other people who were like "I'll volunteer!" will direct your attention to here you'll see what kind of photo I need from you. I'll add the tentacles myself thx. I can use these photos for antics.. yes.
Tired of waiting for shit to happen, tired of just sitting around not knowing what to make or do. That's going to stop, like now. Opening my etsy store this weekend I think.
I spent my entire week last week being fucking miserable. Over myself, over the things I thought I should have by now, over the things I am not. And Im done with that retardedness. My goals, and the things I want are not impossible. I need to keep pressing on, and these things will come.
Took me 12 years to figure out that I needed to be doing art that I loved in the first place. Never was a fan of drawing furry animal dick, never was any good at it. Skulls, monsters and graff- now thats some shit I can get into. I'm ready to be Mr. Big now.