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I just jokingly gave the most accurate description of me.
“Wake up, be gay, drink tea, do other typically rin things, buy a spring form, buy a tsquare, have anxiety, put cats on my face, get drunk, sleep.”
Before attempting a task that requires precision and a clean organized workspace be sure to ugly cry, eat an entire bag of chips in one sitting, and liberally smear chip grease and crumbs all over everything you ever loved or valued.
Cry “I AM A PROFESSIONAL” into the echoing darkness of your apartment. Startle your cats. No one is coming for you. You will die here, in this room. You panic and eat your way through half a tub of gesso and four x-acto blades before realizing you can just wash your hands.
You guys, when did Strathmore start making sequential sized Bristol (without the fucking guides, thank god)?
It is embarrassing how happy I am. All the time this will save me instead of having to cut down the 14”x17”!!! You GUYS.
"Basically my creative process is just like, starting with handfuls of farts and just, stacking them in what I consider to be a pleasing smell pile. I love you"
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