(d.) 11.07.26 5:41 pm (2026)
—smooth operator, sade 1984
Thank you for taking the time to read this little log and for putting up with the occasional artwork spam. I had quite the backlog to upload before this account could finally catch up with my recent pieces.
It's been a while since I have properly used Tumblr. The last time I was active here was on 2016 on a dead account (I think, as I crossed my fingers), when I mostly made accounts to quietly stalk artists I admired and feed whatever hyperfixations had taken over at the time, and unfortunately, that is still my relationship with every social media platform I don't use anymore (I'm looking at you hard, tw*tter).
As I sit here waiting for my cheap honey face mask I stole from the fridge to dry on what I generously call my skin, I figured I might as well start writing entries again. The idea had nearly materialized itself at the folds of my brain ever since a good friend of mine spoke positively about this forsaken platform while I watched her repeatedly impale herself on the hundredth set of spikes in a bug game she was completely normal about. (Highly recommended if you enjoy pointing and laughing at someone's misery. Just kidding. Mostly. Hi, bestie, if you're reading this.)
Anyway, as I was saying, the amount of customization this platform offers—most of which I barely remember how to use anymore—was enough to convince me to migrate back.
I've always wanted a place where I could share my thoughts and prayers without feeling obligated to package everything into a carefully curated aesthetic I'm holding. Even then, I sometimes wonder how much of myself I really want to share with strangers online, and still, I've always believed that creating should first and foremost be for my own sake before anyone else's.
Art has always felt deeply personal. Every piece carries a little fragment of the person who made it, left behind for others to discover in their own time. It is why I started mine not too long ago—even the pieces I can't stand looking at anymore. I want a blueprint of my growth. Whether those achievements are small or monumental doesn't really matter, and if I happen to find success doing what I love along the way, it's a bonus along with the compiling effort I've provide.
For now though, this is mostly for me—and I'm happy to share the journey with you.
Anyway, I'll save the philosophical rambling for another entry, especially since I apparently have the algorithm to worry about—insert my surprise when some of my old jjba artwork started getting more attention than I expected. The numbers are still small, but they've convinced me to make more content for the series, so stay tuned.
I will try be more active around here (no promises), and hopefully to meet more wonderful people in the process—so that I can slowly break myself out of this self-imposing hermit lifestyle I've known to dread.
