A friend requested I make this, and so here it is, and I offer it to anyone who needs it, with all the authority vested in me by whoever vests these things. Print it out if you need to.
The best art advice ever given to me—ever, ever—was “Don’t be afraid to make bad art.”
You will make a whole lot of crap in your time. Some will be truly awful and some will be merely mediocre. And that is totally normal and totally fine and for the love of little green apples, just keep going, because that’s the only way I know to get to the good stuff eventually.
(I normally feel horribly egotistical mentioning my awards, but I think this counts as using that power for good.)
thedeadviperofdorne tagged me in this and it’s the best thing I’ve seen all week, thank you darling <3
This is a thoughtful thing to do for people who might be expecting bad or serious news. My family got in the habit when Grannybarb was really sick, and every time my phone rang I was terrified that it was a Serious Call.
So when we just wanted to chat, my mom and sisters and would text the other person ahead of time, so we knew that it wasn’t serious and we didn’t have to drop everything to take it/steel ourselves emotionally/get to a place where we could flip out if need be.
My sister has a story about this that she likes to tell.
In her sophomore year of college, she got a message from me (at the time a high school senior) on the phone. I sounded a bit distracted, my thoughts aren’t quite being articulated. “Hey sis, it’s me. Uh, give me a call back, there’s something that you should know? Alright, cool, bye.”
Now, she’s worried that like, the house just exploded or something. She steels herself for the worst, and calls back.
"Thanks for calling," I say. "Yeah, so…"
My sister has never, ever let me live this down.
As someone with social anxiety/GAD, this aslo makes me like 2000% more likely to pick up your phone call. Like text me and be like “Hey, calling you in a sec!” and I can mentally prepare myself gor human interactions.
dear young female followers,
please remember that, regardless of how continuously society tries to remind you that you exist for the pleasure of men, you are not actually property that can be stolen. anyone who tries to make you believe otherwise can go fuck themselves, even pretty famous boys. don’t forget it.
ps - you don’t exist for the pleasure or approval of women either. It doesn’t matter what your mother calls you when she learns about your sex life or what your friends do if they find out you’re not straight. Live your lives, baby birds. <3
2. When your body is hungry, feed it. When your body is tired, sleep. When you need to cry, cry. When you need to be angry, be angry. Never let anybody make you feel bad about these things.
Reminding myself today that I love endlessly, but that doesn’t mean I need to put up with someone else’s bullshit just because I don’t like ruffling feathers.
I can be kind and not be walked all over. Do no harm, take no shit.
I need to do another painting with this on it soon. I’m sad I left mine behind in Minnesota.
I might do this one, too, actually. Yours inspired me so much.
As I sat there
watching my best friend
kiss the boy I love,
I learned that
we should not expect people
to put our happiness above
Because no matter how much
anybody says they care about you,
They have the right to care about themselves,