Space Thoughts - Tumblr Posts

Hello, this is my first post here, but not even close to my first experience on Tumblr. I’ve missed it. The times when I spent hours on here, brimming with excitement to hear new fan theories or share my art with the world. I’d like to experience that again.

While I was absent the world has changed, I have changed. It’s been about half a decade and while my view on life isn’t too different, it’s enough to make me introspective and nostalgic. I don’t know how I want to go about this, as my work and my life are inescapably tied yet I constantly try to separate them for the “betterment” of my image and wallet. I’m tired of that.

I want to experience freedom of thought, of words, of expression in one place. Tumblr was where I was free once, and I’d like that again.

Anyway, enough of the sappy nonsense.

My name is Soleil. I am 21 years old and I’m from the southeastern coast of the United States. I am a Cancer, and my Meyer’s Briggs is INFT/J depending on when I’ve taken the test. None of that matters in comparison to how you perceive me and my art, but it does matter to some. I’m open to questions, engagement, and interactions (minors dni).

In this blog I will be discussing myself and my issues along with other things I find interesting. I have CPTSD, ADHD, and I’m probably autistic according to my doctor, but I haven’t gotten the full diagnosis yet. If those things bother you, this probably isn’t the blog for you, but I have no problem tagging things so others can avoid it.

In terms of my art, I enjoy gouache, watercolor, digital art, colored pencils, oil painting, acrylic, mixed media, and really anything else I can get my grubby little hands on. I also have random bursts of fanart energy. Stay tuned!

i think one of my first conscious choices when i was around 6 was getting into the bath with only my socks on. i felt like i had committed some sort of sin? like i knew somehow this was wrong, yet honestly it felt really good until i realized how embarrassed i’d be if my mom walked in so i quickly took them off and felt shame when my mom asked me why my socks were wet. i lied and said i forgot to take them off. looking back.. that would have been even worse?

i forgot how fucking hilarious "informational" mental health diagrams can be.

do you think that the dawn dish soap people dunk the ducks in oil themselves for their ads? cause like they’re definitely not just stumbling upon them in the wild. but it’d be kinda fucked up to pour black dyed oil on ducklings for decades just to be able to wash it off with their soap for tv.

@metis12375 asked the right questions like how many takes did they need too. i’ve never heard anyone else talk about how strange it is as a concept.

can someone with powers greater than mine make an eric andre x david lynch collab… pls?

sometimes i wake up from my dreams with names of people i don’t know and immediately make wild accusations. i will not explain further, yet my brain knows what tori the egg lady did. i personally do not know what she did but i stg it’s on site.

i did this when i first moved to nc, all the doors and windows were open bc the house was a little musty. it was part of a neighborhood that was abandoned after 08 so it was empty for a bit. i woke up with a spider on me, so i think it’d have to be before that.

monkey brain go crazy when the patterns go off. i be perceivin em.

personally i have a love hate relationship with salads. i eat them pretty frequently cause they’re extremely customizable and tasty, but i feel as if god is having a little teehee every time i’m either unhinging my jaw to consume large leaf wet with vinaigrette or i’m hiding behind my hand while frantically trying to maneuver mutant foliage into my mouth using only lips.

and sure.. knives are an option. but where is the decency in that? as a human i now hold the torch for all those that came before me, and only those who are here now can keep the flame of truth alive for those that first made a spark. and dared to ask the question: lol how big will these leaves get if i keep growing them near each other? and i am not going to take part in breaking that honorable chain.

so i simply don’t eat them in public. instead i consume them with vigor when i am alone like a caveman finding the first shoots of wild onion of spring after a harsh winter.

Sometimes i wanna stare at the sun but yknow. I probably shouldn’t. So I don’t.