Do you remember me? I just got done cleaning out my submissions and favourites, in anticipation of moving back in, and then I realised the alt I'd been using while I was away is actually 2 years old, and now it feels somewhat unfaithful to leave it.

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Going through this old page brought a surreal mix of shame and nostalgia. Remembering Milo, and old friends. Seeing how much more mature I am now than I was then, and how much I've improved, despite how the year of actual practice I've put in, and all that improvement at such a low level of motivation. Everything before was so rushed and unpolished. I had a good enthusiasm for the community at least; otherwise I wouldn't have crapped out so many embarrassingly childlike drawings.

I'll remember though that Milo told me that he liked my offbeat style. I feel like we were closer to becoming friends again shortly before he died; we were in regular correspondence, and getting to know each other again. He was so talented, and it's heartbreaking to look back on his work and his life, even though I wasn't much a part of it, and so I can't really appreciate all that he was. I wish I could have though. He was a great guy, but I never gave him the time.

In 2014 I started up an art course, and here I am a year and a half in now. It's going well, but could be going better. I hope that by networking and sharing the struggle with other artists, it'll motivate me to succeed. Being 22 and surrounded by experienced and talented 18 year olds in my classes is disheartening.

That's the reintroduction. It might be a while before I post any art, but it'll be over at Sidula, as linked above.

-Teto (or Hateful Bitch. However you remember me, if you do.)