This artwork was actually suppose to go online at February 4th, which is my birthday.
Unfortunately, because the power grid of my town seems to be made of sugar and whenever Zeus sends a couple of raindrops fallen on our heads, we have power surges, which made me lose progress on this piece more than once. Regardless, here it is.

This is the first time I painted Ink, my persona/fursona, in full body and colours. Also, this is their Summer outfit. Yes, it is skimpy, but they are a Winter fae, so Summer is too hot, which means they have to wear less clothing to feel more comfortable.

For this level up of my life, I decided that, despite my fibromyalgia kicking my ass and cranking the chronic pain to levels never witnessed before by this body, I am not gonna allow it to pull me down. I will love myself more, allowing myself to express my gender identity, my sexuality and my romantic expression in more fulfilling ways. How? I don't know, I am working on it.

I want to sleep more. And by more, not more hours, but better hours. I guess it's called "sleep better" [and I am already failing miserably]. I want to try to do some sleep hygiene, get a better mattress, a better pillow, create a vibe to signal to my ADHD brain that it's ni-ni time, not draw booba time. That is for later.

To me, Whimsy and Art walk hand in hand. Art is the most whimsical thing, and being whimsical is pure Art... But I need more. I need to study a bit more, yes, but I also want to give myself the right to just... doodle. Doodle bad. No obligation to be good, nor technically decent. To rediscover the joy of just do things. And at the same time, look for other ways to add whimsy to my daily life.

As for the communism part... I want to read more, learn more and understand better what it means. I am tired of people that didn't read shit telling me what it is [good or bad, doesn't matter] and I am tired of having people calling me a communist when I also don't think I am. Well, congratulations people that tried to dissuade me, now I'm gonna be! In a more honest and non-joky way, I had to start my studies from somewhere to learn how to position myself in a more conscious way. I don't want to be just drawing meaningless stuff for the sake of it, I really want to express myself, my ideas and the world I think we should live in... I don't know if it makes sense. The thing is: time to hit the books.

That's it.

Happy birthday for me. I am making peace with the date. Since my 15th that I got this yuck of birthdays and now I am trying to make peace with myself and the little celebration.

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