There are so many amazing artists on this site, and I’ve made some truly incredible friendships and found some folks who seem to “get me” or vibe to the same stuff at least. I commission and explore, see things I’ve missed when my ideas are reinterpreted though the lenses of others.

Yet sometimes I just look over my assorted characters after some time and think “bleh.” Is that it? These are my OCs? No matter how well they are drawn or interpreted, at the end of the idea it’s my brain juice bubbling away in the cauldron. The end result sometimes shows me that my vision wasn’t quite as grand as I once thought. Or at the very least: that I’m not yet adept enough at conveyance.

Years of work and money for creative experimentation via proxy.
I’m still not quite where I wanna be.
Getting there, but there is still a ways to be.

It can be frustrating and disheartening.
But getting to talk to artists and visionaries along the way is a privledge.
Certainly, the words of encouragement have been a great help as well.
So yes: thank you to everyone I’ve commissioned, everyone who has ever left words of support, and everyone who just lurks and enjoys the stuff I post for whatever reason.

My gallery is pure self indulgence (or it will be at some point, momentarily). If someone else enjoys it or discovers a new artist through it, then all the better.



On that note:

I keep trying to make my OCs better. More along the lines of what I *want.*
Many characters have come and gone, fallen by the wayside. Usually for the best.

For now I’m concentrating on my four most recognizable dorks, giving them a fresh coat of paint, reworking their stories and relationships a bit. There’s a rather old character too that will be making a reappearance, albeit under an entirely different guise. She still has some of her old features. She still answers to her old name. She just happens to be a bat now? I like bats.



Lastly:

From time to time, I keep saying this or that character is a “sona” or whatever. But really most of them aren’t. Not in a proper sense. I’d say some of them are more akin to account mascots?

Is that a thing?

So yeah, I’m back at it again: trying to come up with a *proper* avatar for myself. Most of these attempts end in failure, and the resulting creation—kicking, screaming, having never asked to be born into such a cruel fate—gets filed away in the virtua scrap heap for all eternity. Such a terrible thought.

Well no more.

I want to get this sona business right for once!