Don't hold onto hate
May 30, 2018, 5:48 pm

Today has been a disheartening day for me. The amount of people I've seen defend racism is staggering. But the worst is the casual ambivalence toward what people are referring to as "only a little racist" or "just racist that one time". As if that's how it works. I don't know what to do with this information, but I know that I compiled the data from numerous sources.

I'm not sure I'll ever have the answers. Maybe no one ever will. But I like to think I can at least see the forest when it comes to this kind of thing.

Keep examining yourself, folks. Cut out hate where you find it. Latch onto love if you can. I'm not talking about backing off of your principles. I'm not saying be a pushover. I'm saying choose to be kind rather than mean. Truly mean. You can be playful. Don't be cruel. Don't hold that in your heart.

Tags: self, journal

I always get distracted
August 12, 2015, 4:19 pm

Shiny things distract me, and I forget to do basic things. Basic things distract me and I forget to do shiny things. It is a vicious cycle. I want so desperately to have the time to do what I want, without worrying about what I must. But if what I want doesn't become what I need, then I'll never finish the things that I want.

I have been very... slackery about the portrait project lately. I'm getting back into it. I just updated it, whereas I hadn't in... months? Ugh.

I've also been putting a lot of work into my commissions site, and the art book I've been putting out every 3 months at These two things have been forward in my thoughts recently, as I attempt desperately to turn any social momentum I currently I have into some sort of fiscal reality. I am still not making any real headway in this respect, but I refuse to stop YET. I am certainly not done doing art any time soon, but it would be amazing if I was able to turn that into something.

That's me talking out loud. Somehow, this website is moving away from being my main website. I kind of like that. Maybe soon, this will turn back into the place that I can write whatever I want, because no one will ever read it. Probably.

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