I continue to be humbled by all the support my artwork has received. Now, as I look through my gallery, the pieces I was once very proud of make me cringe, yet these same pieces are still being favorited every day. I'm honored. Thank you, to all of you! Looking back, it has been something like seven years that I have no longer been creating art. I honestly and sincerely cannot believe that, and it hurts. It really does. Art was such a huge part of my life for so long, and I've lost that spark for nearly a decade. A couple of days ago, I decided that enough was enough. I went to the library (which thankfully had very diligent COVID-19 protections!) and checked out a bunch of books on human and animal anatomy. My goal is to re-teach myself how to draw people and animals so that I can once again be inspired to put my ideas on paper -- without cringing. Since that moment, I've been wondering if I should revive my DeviantArt account. On one hand, I avoid social media sites because I'm

I wanted to start by saying that I'm humbled by how many favorites I continue to receive on my fanart, even years after I left deviantART. Distance has revealed the errors in my art -- what I once thought was pretty impressive, I now regard as fairly average -- so seeing those favorites continue to pour in, day after day, is such an honor. Thank you all! Why am I here, though? I have a weird complex about abandoned accounts -- I always worry about those people, whether they're still alive, whether they're doing okay, etc. So, considering that my last journal entry was in 2013, I thought it'd be cool to give an update and assure you that I am

Is anyone out there? I'm half-afraid that I'm writing a journal that no one will see! I've been very diligent about hiding myself on dA recently, but for some reason, I felt motivated to write a journal today. I'm not even sure why. I guess a part of me misses you all. Well, I'm still alive. I hope nobody was actually worried about that! My life has simply entered a drastically different chapter recently. Maybe I'll tell you all one day what's going on, but I'm not in the mood for a long, anecdotal journal entry right now. Just know that things are actually...good. They're honestly, truthfully, good. I'm happy - happy like I never thought I