I Have NO Idea How I Drew This. Before I Stopped Drawing, I Couldn't Draw A Human To Save My Life. Since

I have NO idea how I drew this. Before I stopped drawing, I couldn't draw a human to save my life. Since I restarted, I have drawn maybe a dozen humans total? And the progress I've made on each one is IMMENSE.

I don't know anatomy or perspective, and that's probably obvious to the trained eye. But somehow I made this work and I had fun doing it, so that's all that matters right now. Just amazed I can do this at all!

Get The Bananas, Rivers 🍌

interesting side effect of being a queer left christian is that i get to watch fellow queer leftists and fellow christians whisper in hushed tones about how the other group is "indoctrinating" people over the most trite affairs, like pronouns, or going to church

even when they get to the "big stuff" (which still usually isn't all that big), the awe and mysticism in their tone is honestly just hilarious; it's like they're blowing the cover on some big secret that really wasn't ever a secret to begin with

i don't mean to "both sides" it at all – i'm living proof you can be both! – but when each party treats the other like a cult, it's hard not to see the parallels

if you missed last night's stream, these innovative watercolor paintings are in fact still frames of the video quality from the new stream setup. it wasn't always this bad, but it was often enough to be really distracting. (luckily, most of us were playing, not watching~)

this quality reminds me of back when i used to stream from my laptop, and that probably means it's being encoded on my laptop after all (while streaming); the whole point of the new setup was to offload the encoding to the capture card itself, so this is pretty disappointing.

i need to look into alternatives to make this setup work, but it might not be feasible outside of getting a new computer.

in the meantime i've still got my old desktop, so i can stream as long as i don't mind filling the room with hot air (and i don't just mean my commentary...)

Rivers finds a little friend 🦋

today's Gender Realization: as a kid i was teased when i acted like a girl AND when i acted like a boy. teased when my hair got long, teased for playing in the sand, teased for going down the "wrong" toy aisle, teased for going down the RIGHT toy aisle, what do you want from me??

as i grew older it only got more complicated: i had very few role models in my life outside of TV, which often depicted men as violent, women as temptresses, and positive qualities as punchlines.

and, ugh, my parents explained NOTHING about puberty. it was all just more teasing!

multiply all that by autism and is it any wonder that my gender identity was so repressed? that i started at nonbinary because i was so confused by everything and everyone?? that even now i worry my boy feelings are """toxic""" and my girl feelings are """lustful"""???

it's only as an adult that i've seen positive reflections, depictions, and discussions of gender in my life… and they're all queer.

every. single. one.

(i could say the same for relationships, honestly…)

Here is a Vine I wanted to make way back when Vine was still relevant, but I couldn't quite edit it down to 6.5 seconds. Enjoy