Litarnes

Tiny drawing about how a lot of times traveling to see loved ones is too far/expensive/difficult and it’s a bit tough when we have been away from each other so long. We do still sometimes share our wordles we are proud of, and it’s a good ice breaker.

Omg I feel so bad I’ve not been posting on bluesky but I want to get back to doing it ahhh. I’ve been badly art blocked 😭 so I drew my sad boy being blocked …

Crispy old sad lad … this art I made back before my computer died during the pandemic so I don’t have the file for him anymore … still having burnout all this time later, but we keep goin!! 😭

Sobbing I couldn’t decide if it was better if she had her name up there or not so here’s the version without … aaa arcane s2 hurting my heart sm

I’m not sure I’m able to articulate things very well. I don’t talk very much because I feel like I can’t articulate well in words or art. I feel a bit more free to say it here, kind of like a more honest whisper

Old piece about the feeling of comfort of escapism. I saw people having different interpretations of it, and I didn’t mean to criticize, more like just portray what it felt like, I think.

The egg analogy was one of my fav things ever … because I love eggs 😭

An old thing related vaguely to the anxieties I have about posting online. When you’ve grown up online there’s a history to you that others (and you) can revisit... intimate thoughts, past ideals you may have outgrown. All in separate places as their own entities, permenantly attached to you.

And when you pack them away, or go through all of them, that secondary hit of grief where you run out of those things to go through. The realization that no new things will be created. But now it kind of gives me a bit of comfort reminding me that creating those things while still has a purpose.