I’ve recently binge watched what is available of ‘The Summer Hikaru Died’, which is precious little. I’m not a creature naturally given to patience and so I’ve been drawing fan art to tide me over until the next episode drops lol.
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I’ve recently binge watched what is available of ‘The Summer Hikaru Died’, which is precious little. I’m not a creature naturally given to patience and so I’ve been drawing fan art to tide me over until the next episode drops lol.
Mattias Gunnarsson Studio work 2020 - 2024
Instagram: mattiasgunnarsson
Art on Roblox! Go try out draw space it’s cool!
Industrial walls, blooming colors.
hey tumblr bots.
the year is finally ending. thank god.
it’s been a terrible year.
i lost my brother.
i dealt with someone who made me doubt my own sanity.
i held my grandmother’s hand as she took her last breath, after my mother and i spent two and a half years caring for her while she fought cancer with everything she had.
i survived two attempts on my life.
i checked myself into the grippy sock hotel.
and yet — here i am.
grateful. not for the pain, but for what survived it.
the best thing that came out of this year was inheriting my grandmother’s art supplies. she was an incredible painter. she gave the love of art to me and all of my cousins. i always wanted to paint, but i was afraid of it. intimidated. an art teacher once told me to never paint because my hands were too shaky — and i believed her.
after my grandmother passed, i felt an overwhelming need to paint. it was all-consuming. i couldn’t ignore it. so i did.
i still don’t know what i’m doing with paint. but for the first time since my grandmother got sick, i felt something. painting stopped the nightmares of my brother lying in his casket. it quieted the noise the way my stipple work does — at least for a little while.
this is my first time sharing this.
The Invasive Rot of Grief: A Mycology of Self
if you made it this far, thank you for witnessing this with me.
if grief has changed you too, you’re not alone.
Saturn as seen from Titan,
Painting by Chesley Bonestell, 1944.
Bonestell Space Art
floating Hornet paper doll
I know you can barely see it, but her body and the nail move independently from the rest, trust.