boyhowdy was it a wild year.
but... but! at least it was a year where I could honest to god attach a good piece of art to each month, having to even cherrypick stuff for multiple of them. and hey, that's pretty good for me.

it's been little over a year since I left dA. I won't waste breath on that since most of what I have to say about the issue is nothing but pure vitriol, and what *isn't* is really better suited for a journal short-essay anyway. if you ow the issue, you know the issue and if not, I can only quote Nat: "get back under your rock, there's nothing good up here".
but FA has been very good to me, honestly. I know, I know, I'm missing the target audience of this site by a mile and then some. but this is red's fun-corner. this is my little sandbox where I put up even all the depraved shit and I kind of don't want to care about how many are people seeing it.
and honestly, I'm still struggling to find an art-art site that gets it. that's isn't just a tumblr re-skin, or straight up social media. and idk, they just aren't out there, dog...

then I went to meet some of my heroes and got so... so much more than what had bargained for at TennoCon. so guess what, the second half of this year is essentially nothing but Warframe lmao. and *rest* assured there was plentily if WF stuff for odd-ball-September, they just all happen to be the pictures skirting around the edge of problematic content I wouldn't want up on a summary I assembled for just general viewing.
there's ... so, so SO much more I want to draw for this fandom. but alas, there's only 24 hours in a day and depression is still not doing too hot right now.

and that's on account of me having moved. cross-seas. with a cat. and so much of our junk. still not nearly all of our junk.
there's just so much ... sediment to life, you know? and we never really even realise it until we suddenly have to pack it all up. all the cookbooks. all the old game cartridges we can't even play anymore but still want to keep. all the old calendars.
all the mugs. all the goddamn mugs :')
the bike, the pcs -or man are they gonna get yoinked in transit? spoiler: they didn't.

there have been... so many reasons this year why I just wanted give-the-fuck-up.
and some part of me still wants to. but I can't. because the only way things will change, is if I keep going :')

ouff.
too much talk. no one's gonna read all this anyway ((no wifey, you don't count! *bats with newspaper*))
which is totally fine, I guess. it still felt good typing it out, having this little entry summarise the year. and regardless of whether you got to this point or you didn't:

Thank you.
thank you for being here, for just looking, for godforbid commenting on stuff.
it all means more than you would think <3

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