Blog of an autistic witch

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Untitled Goose Game deserved a spot in my homework for Photoshop. Same vibe: unrelenting chaotic destruction.

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I started playing Dungeons & Dragons with friends and friends-of-friends, and one of them asked me to turn a sketch a tad more realistic. This was ridiculously fun to make as I have NO IDEA what this is supposed to be. A guide for people to tell what the size is of giants to fairies? What do the letters mean? Why is the big stick figure so menacing?

I also realized that playing a Warforged without a specific gender (because duh, you’re basically a living robot) is very soothing to my autistic self. Sometimes you just want to feel like a functional being without all those social rules going on.

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Apparently 5 of spades means that Fortune is going to play a mean game with you, so better watch your back.

I adore old women. I’m at that age where I just want to see myself grow old and gnarly and become a witch, just like I yelled out when I was 6 and a Harry Potter fan. Only now I aim to become Baba Yaga! I even have a tattoo of her, still unfinished because you know... there’s a plague outside.

Messed around in Illustrator with this. It looks nice and clean!

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I drew this for a 4panel competition that needed 3 keywords: spirit, wormhole and pet. Needless to say, I was inspired because some of my cats do this thing only at nighttime. And if you live in a new building, it’s somehow more unsettling.

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It's 2021 and my sister went to a mental health course in her school. Things she expected: how to deal with perfectionism, anxiety, and dealing with stress while doing homework and studying. What she got.....: When someone says; think about a pink elephant! You will think about a pink elephant! So just don't think about stress when you're stressing, okay? Great! Yeah, we all collectively sighed as a force who's dealt with depression and therapy before. And this is so messed up for a college ffs.

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the tales between women

I often think about the stories I grew up with when being raised by my grandparents. Every week there was coffee and friends of my gran visiting, and we would all sit around the table, my grandfather watching television a bit further away.

These stories where just like that one post about Margaret Atwood’s “Bluebeard’s Egg”: women talking about trauma, murder, family secrets, drug abuse, hushed names when talking about sickness and decay. Whispering, because it might upset my grandfather who once was so depressed he thought of jumping off bridges when going for a bike ride in six months when sleeping, sleeping, sleeping was all he could do.

My sister and I were only a little part of this when we were small, until we grew up with stories of our own. We still do it now, even more during a literal pandemic and without my grandfather being around anymore. We need these stories. It keeps us sane. And it fills me with such respect for our kind and our sisters and mothers and grandmothers and every single woman that ever roamed this dusty earth.

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I took over a Bernina class 115 sewing machine from my partner’s aunt’s mother, and let me tell you... There is nothing more soothing than the sound of a treadle machine. It’s a blessing for days when sensory overloading is a scumbag to me and it literally pains me. Or on days when anxiety just... shuts down everything in my brain. I start to sew.

Done in Illustrator. It’s exactly the vibe I get sewing with these machines.

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Ever listened to a song over and over and over and then you got the glorious task of making an lp design for it?

Here’s Lyfjaberg by Wardruna. God, do I love this band.