Shit that I am mega proud of.
Being an artist is all about that moment of stepping back and being able to point to something concrete and say “I did that shit. It took me forever and there were times when I hated it but fucking look at how awesome it is.” and I am all about those moments.
You don’t get those moments pushing pixels on a screen. It took me awhile to figure it out but I’ve finally come to realize I’m most proud and happy with the work I put out into the world that can be touched.
Also if you reblog this and remove the credit I’ll fucking ruin you.
Finished two big projects yesterday and today and have some B’more plans tomorrow to do another big creative thing! Right now, just psyched to drink, cook this roast, and watch the FULL 5TH SEASON OF THE LEAGUE! Which I didn’t know existed!
"Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged?
You are iron.
And you are strong."
Seeing cute babies makes me realize that I’M not the problem for not liking babies, there are just a crap ton of ugly babies.
the thing i really hate about the u.s. work culture is how you’re basically expected to live/breathe your job