I'd forgotten how much I enjoy seeing all of the art here, but I'd also forgotten how overwhelming it can be. I had not forgotten, though, how this place awakens a sleeping slithering beast within me, hungering for favs like an emo Art School(drop out) Grendel.... Writing stern notes and derogatory pictures to/of Beowulf. But they are invariably folded into origami(comments on the art of others) and tucked away on a shelf.


I'm still gone, but I'm still making art, too. And I do miss you; the ones I used to know. Come up and see me sometime:

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