https://t.me/boneitispaintings

Figured it's best to post the link first because people's attention spans have been utterly destroyed, it's not their/your fault though!

But yes, made a pure Telegram art channel/feed because Telegram is where I make nearly all of my money currently. Not exactly sure why but I should've made this a bit ago. I've got discussion groups as well on there and, if you want to join them just message me: I'm boneitis on there and I tend to respond in between layers of paint drying.

I should probably write more things here but I just wanna make some dang comics again! Join that TG group and I'll get that much closer to being able to do so: https://t.me/boneitispaintings

-Bone

Don't worry it's not from art and I'm not "leaving the fandom", that shit never sticks and we all know it. But I bet that title made ya look!

What I am retiring from is unbearably awful people, and I think I know how to do it.

Last week I had just about had it up to here with some e-doofuses that'd been stalking my internet presence (not actual stalking, they're way too big of pussies for that) and anyone who dared talk about me on the hellhole that is Furry-Twitter. I normally ignore 'em but too many people who could've interceded or done something about it over the years had decided to, at best, "think about it" and, at worst, join in. This has been going on for six years and I reached a breaking point. I talked with some close friends about what to do because I felt cornered and "just continuing to abide terrible behavior" was getting old after over half a decade. After some brainstorming we decided I should just write about it publicly but there was a catch: no public shaming. I hate the fucking game of screen cap grab ass that Furry Twitter has become and didn't want to contribute to an online pile on; it's just not something I like doing. So I wrote up a hell of a long journal about a wide series of experiences, double checked it to make sure no one was named, and sent it off into the web.

Then I waited.

I was apprehensive. I don't like talking about myself (it feels masturbatory) and I certainly don't like being treated like I'm a sad puppy in a Sarah Mclachlan scored TV commercial (it feels weird and unnatural). But I did it because I had to do something, continuing to just be treated poorly by people who did not have to be doing so was no longer an option. I outlined specific events that had happened to me over the years that were generally kind of shitty and all sort of tied together to form a journal about people being manipulative, cold, and confusing in their wrath . I worried feedback would be negative and that I was signing myself up for more obnoxious Twitter weirdos and their bizarre need to call people racist at all hours of the day. I worried about their just being more silence (a big theme in the journal). I just generally worried. I get that from my dad.

I really shouldn't have.

Public feedback was outstanding. People were EXTREMELY supportive in the comments section (to the point where I couldn't respond adequately because I have no idea how to respond to authentically nice people, thank you once again Twitter), and that's one of the major reasons I'm writing this: so that I can respond to every single person that wrote me. Even if you messaged me on Telegram or some other service I read every single comment and got weird lumps in my throat that I had to punch a lot to make them go away. That people responded as kindly and in such numbers was AWESOME! It made me feel like this community, my home for the last twelve years, was really my home again; a feeling I wasn't sure I could ever get back. So thank you from the bottom of my tiny, rapidly beating, ferret heart.

That's not everything though; I also asked people who felt uncomfortable talking to me publicly, or felt that they were being mentioned, or even if they thought they'd done me wrong in the past, to message me privately so we could work it out. The years had made me cynical and I didn't think anyone would, and I was fine with that. I didn't forward the journal to anyone I just wanted to let people find it on their own. No one was named and no one seemed interested in naming anyone anyway. I'm also not people's number one priority and I don't expect to be, that's ridiculous (I should be at about number three though, let's be real). So I continued with my normal day to day of going to the dog park, dorking around with Gunpla kits, and painting warrior furry dudes; and it took a few days but some people I hadn't heard from in a long time reached out to me and guess what?

I worked it out with every single person that reached out to me, and we all felt way freakin' better afterwards. Misconceptions were de-misconcepted, timelines filled in, mutual apologies made, and many arms were clasped in brotherly solidarity; it was a beautiful thing. It was almost unreal honestly. After all the years I'd spent being filled with anger and confusion it was just... gone. I just felt ok, literally lighter. Are there still bad guys in the world? Of course, that's the world: it's got heroes, villains, and a LOT of everything in between; and that's ok. I understand all that stuff, this is the world I'm in and it's the world I'm going to die in. I'm ok with all the good and the bad now, it just suddenly makes sense and doesn't upset me anymore. That doesn't mean I'm going to abide the bad, far from it, but I don't think it's going to be getting under my skin as much any more. I think they call that "closure" or some other hippy-talk.

"Under my skin" was the rub of it too. I'm 31, I'm married to my best friend, my other best friends live nearby, my regular-friends are anything but regular (they're an amazingly diverse cast of weirdos that I wouldn't trade for anything other than a ton of money), my job is awesome, I've got a TON of models that need painting, and I've got a highly energetic dog that has perfectly synchronized his schedule to mine because he is insane. Why was I so obsessed with these weird shitty online/convention people? My life is good, I don't want to be around or think about these cartoon e-villains and their dumb social media plots any more.

So I'm not going to.

I just don't have to any more. I was at the park this morning smoking a Rocky Patel cigar, enjoying the breeze, and watching my dog (Ditko) wrestle like a maniac with other dogs. It was nice, really nice. The most relaxed and at ease I'd ever felt. The thought of those events and the people in that journal drifted into my head while I was inking a commission in my portable park chair and... I felt nothing. The people calling me a secret racist, or implying I'm "AltRight", or saying it was good for me to be isolated from people based on lies just didn't bother me. They and their weird fucked up, made up, silly pants problems were just that: silly, and not worth any serious consideration. Now: I'll still of course keep the lines of communication open, I'm pretty good at clearing things up once people decide to be polite and honest, but the ball is in their court. I'm not going out of my way to "prove" myself innocent of their demented charges anymore, they can prove they're not crazy assholes to me instead. If people can't display the smallest amount of professional decorum then why in the world have I been trying to squeeze a drop of humanity out of these emotionless, husk aberrations? It's just not worth it, and I think I had to go through ALL of this to not just see it, but also to feel it; and it feels great.

I talked with my husband today and we both concluded that the previous journal served its purpose: it brought out the best in people and I couldn't have asked for more. So I'm deleting it and moving on. Spiteful grudge holders have already screencapped it I'm sure, and I've got my own .txt copy as well. It served its purpose and I'm moving on. Plus the people I worked things out with don't deserve to have such nasty things written about them, even anonymously. They worked it out like adults dangit! All that stuff I talked about in the journal happened, it was horrible, I got through it, and now I'm over it. I talked with some wonderful people privately whom I'm sorry I've ever doubted: you're all heroes in my mind. That goes to every single person who left me a supportive comment as well, it was a group effort but you made a guy's day, and it looks like his future! Usually internet comments accomplish nothing: but they did for me last week, and YOU my friendly furry internet commented are responsible for that accomplishment!

I can't thank any of you enough for what you've done for me. Hopefully this newfound peace of mind will allow me to be even more productive and, by doing my best work, you will understand the depths of my gratitude in a way my words could never convey.

With smile and optimism restored,

-Bone

I wrote a similar journal a few years back ( https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/6764216/ ). At that con I was merely a spectator pleb, walking the aisles looking for familiar names from the spines of titles at the local comic book store and, generally, just enjoying myself. This time I was manning my own table, courtesy of my co-host on the "Shots with Comics" podcast ( http://slackjawpunks.com/category/p.....s-with-comics/ ), and trying to hawk my wares to a whole new demographic at Michigan Comic Con; it was all new territory for me! It was also a long, weird, and oddly thoughtful weekend. My mind hasn't changed or not changed since that first journal four years ago; instead it's evolved. Like the blob monster at the end of "Akira" it was inside of me all along and it was waiting to come out in all its raw, uncensored power. I'm not angry. I'm not bitter. I'm not even phased. I'm just bigger and meaner and stranger than ever.

Let me tell you all about it.

FRIDAY:
My stalwart co-host and I arrived at the Cobo Convention Center to set up our table. The place is run well, like an even more efficient Anthrocon, and Big Red (my ancient GMC truck) is quickly unpacked and we are set up. I get a brief chance to look around but not long. I like to be at my table pretty much full time, ESPECIALLY at opening when people are flooding in. But people don't flood in, they trickle in, very slowly. I stare vacantly at the three things I am going to be staring at a LOT: a wood-burned plaque of Norman Reedus, a booth that sells bowties with assorted Disney owned properties on them, and an inflatable Jabba the Hutt ( https://pbs.twimg.com/media/ECHjsuP.....amp;name=small ). The place was dead, specifically MY place: the Artist Alley. Endless scores of My Hero Academia packs stroll by the passion projects of countless artists in favor of gawking at vinyl records cut out into pictures of Kylo Ren. All around me artists are griping within the first couple hours as the shadow of the Mouse eclipses all and hides our work behind an endless wave of pictures of Deadpool. Do you like Deadpool? He's funny, he's self aware! He's owned by billionaires who don't give a shit about any of that. There are many pictures of Deadpool at this con, his white-eyed stare is carved, etched, inked and painted into every form and style of art you can imagine: Alphonse Muccha Deadpool, Japanese wood block print Deadpool, Deadpool sculpted out of Styrofoam, wood, stone, even hot glue! And of course he's crossed over with every franchise you can imagine (and of course every franchise is mashed together with every other franchise in an attempt to hijack your dwindling attention span by showing you TWO THINGS YOU RECOGNIZE). My mind finally broke when I saw people buying fan-art of Deadpool as a Funko-Pop. I was in enemy territory, these were not my people. Everywhere I looked the molded plastic monstrosity of nerd "culture" stared back at me.... beady eyed: https://twitter.com/Boneitis/status.....53645193089024

I knew I had to put visual filters up, lest my brain melt and I find myself vacuously waiting in line to get Val Kilmer's autograph for a reason my new brain couldn't articulate. I made a rule: visit no table that primarily sells fan-art or "culture" swag. This immediately filtered out 95% of the convention. Now keep in mind: I don't even necessarily hate large IP's; I've seen every Marvel film (and enjoyed most of them) and watch plenty of popular Netflix series etc... My issue is that seeing otherwise talented artists draw nothing but non-stop TV characters is sad to me for two looming reasons: 1) I'd rather see what original ideas they could come up with instead of doing free marketing and advertising for billion dollar companies and 2) I imagine them on social media non-stop, looking for which characters and pairings of characters are popular in disgusting "shipping" communities, where people endlessly ponder the imaginary love life's of cartoon characters that don't matter and shouldn't be a poor substitute for actual human interaction and intimacy. That people are making small but successful careers off of, well, garbage is shitty when I KNOW in my magma filled heart that they're capable of greatness. It's especially shitty because once I had my Disney-Deflectors up I started to find gold. My first find? "Yee Soon Shin", a comic about a Korean warlord who, based on my cursory glance, spent the 16th century getting a lot of head and cutting off even more: https://twitter.com/Boneitis/status.....99254364721152 . I also love buying weird religious comics because they're, well, weird and the "Cross Section Comics" booth did not disappoint with titles like "Shields of Faith", "Alabastera", "Rise", and their flagship title "Christian Flagg": https://pbs.twimg.com/media/ECHDr_f.....amp;name=small . In a stroke of social bad luck, however, the author asked me which church I went to and, thankfully, my answer of "My husband and I are still looking" seemed to dissuade further inquiry into my spiritual life. I also found a great Halloween costume: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/ECH0s-o.....amp;name=small . Business was somewhat slow, a few undercover furs stopped by and bought some prints and commissions so it wasn't a total loss though. The late afternoon rolled by slowly and we drew the day, quietly, to a close.


SATURDAY:
The other vendors I talked to all claimed that Saturday was the best day for business at comic cons. At furry cons it's pretty much always Friday so I trusted their experience and braced for a flood of interest that day and when the doors opened...

...

...It was a bit better. A man decked head to toe in Pikachu themed merchandise spent a nice sum of money at my table and, singlehandedly, made the con for me. Outside of him all my sales went to a brand new demographic for me: children. Maybe it's because of YouTube fursuiter's influence or the media's wholehearted embracing of the furry scene but almost every person that approached my table was part of the ten and under crowd and, noticeably, accompanied by very nervous looking parents. This was not something I was used to. Most people I meet at cons are awkward nerdy adults who, while usually smart, aren't necessarily blessed with social graces or a love for physical fitness. It is what it is, and if you happen to defy the shorthand I'm using for brevity here: calm down. I'm smart enough to realize exceptions to broad statements, especially my own, exist. But: yes the families were going furry and I was literally the only furry themed booth on the con floor so I wasn't just the front lines; I was the whole goddamn army.

I did my best. I talked with kids about animal characters and drawing and what their favorite comics were. I quietly made sure they didn't accidentally stray into the 18+ binders (it's not hard) and talked assuredly to, rightfully, concerned parents about their child's involvement in this, at best, questionable fandom. You can lie to yourself all you want about the "fandom being for everyone" but my calls last September to Texas PD over an established furry business owner grooming, touching, and photographing nine year olds says otherwise. Moreover the fact that my panels suddenly started getting rejected, former contacts ghosting me, and my applications to Dealer's Rooms getting denied ONLY after I wrote the most important journal of my careers says even more ( https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8883824/ ). But that's just a dumb conspiracy theory.

And Epstein committed suicide. Robert Greene shit sucks sometimes.

Anyhow, find a roundabout way to call me a monster all you want, when it comes to kids I'm going to do the responsible thing. The only thing that'll stop me is to kill me, and you're invited to try. You won't be the first person to try and bury me. Speaking of burials: let's get back on track and BURY this con report!


SUNDAY:
Sunday was easily the slowest day, with almost no customers at all. The only real thing of note was that I had observed a few fursuiters at the con, all of whom had walked right on by my table. This irked me so I broke protocol and started calling out to them, which they actually ended up appreciating. None of them bought a thing but they turned out to all be high schoolers who were broke (despite having very nice fursuits?). Whatever. It was fun to talk to young people who were VERY excited to see a furry artist out and about in public, unashamed and not giving a fuck. Money is nice but being able to brighten someone's day by mere circumstance of "being yourself in a place" is a pretty great feeling. It doesn't pay the bills, this is true, but I wasn't out any money for this con anyhow so I decided to focus on the net positive of being able to be The Cool Furry" where there shouldn't have been one.

I don't know if I'll be going back to MCC though. It was a LOT of work just to make a few people smile and, while that's nice, I don't make much money doing what I do (ethical marketing sucks for your bank account, kids) and I'd like to thrive, not just survive. I'm glad I went THIS year since I learned a lot and the horrifying refresher course in corporate over-saturation is something that keeps my heart thumping loud and angry. It gave me lots to ponder, I met a bunch of very passionate artists, writers, and craftsmen; and I got to hopefully convince a few parents that their kids still had a fighting chance despite liking "Zootopia" a little TOO much. I'm always going to be trying to expand my horizons and find new people who like my paintings and comics, this just may not have been the place or time.

See you at Furry Migration North and MFF.

-Bone

For the 11th year running I'll be coming to you LIVE at Anthrocon! I'll be in the Dealer's Den, the Art Show, the "Weird" Al concert on Sunday in town, and probably at a few parties unexpectedly if my track record is anything to go by. If you want to find me in the Dealer's Den I'll be at table N-17 (you can remember it because my content is rated NC-17, GET IT?) and I'll be selling tons of stuff: paintings, badges, posters, games, comics, and whatever other furry art related stuff I can dig out of my increasingly labyrinthine studio and archives.

I'll also be the Keeper of the Vault. What is the Vault you might ask? It's an interactive scavenger hunt that  dreamkeepers cooked up and, since AC wisely decided that I can out draw that hack David Lillie, I'll be holding onto it! Despite that I deigned him worthy of coming up with the rules for his little scheme and you can read them here: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/9160777/ Pass all eight of Dave's trials, crack the code, get to my table, input the code and take home the goods! Simple as that.

Con journals are typically long, arduous reads that everyone hates but not mine. Short and sweet: find me and grab something or just say "hey", it's all good by me. I'll see you in Pittsburgh!

If there's one thing the world has beat into me repeatedly it's this: the cuter and cuddlier and kinder a person tries to portray themselves as, the bigger of an inhuman monster they probably are. This previous year reinforced this on a personal level and on a worldwide one. It's like I'm living the plot of "Okja", which is a great metaphor using a film you definitely haven't watched. I'd recommend it but everyone secretly hates recommendations at this point so I won't.

So last month I wrote this: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8946105/ which is the type of journal absolutely no one reads or comments on because it has "Patreon" in the title; which means that it really reads to everyone as "Please give me money you don't have (unless you do)". If you read that journal (you didn't) and the previous one (you may have, unlikely [ http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8944105/ ]) you'd know I was overhauling my Patreon for a number of reasons as listed in those journals. I don't want to break it down again because it doesn't matter, because now:

I'm not overhauling the Patreon, not yet and possibly not ever. Here's why:

Last month Patreon started "cleaning" up their platform by removing users in a fairly arbitrary manner. I would get into the details of who and why and when but then the lunatics might come out of the woodwork and call me a Nazi or an SJW (I get called both of those mutually exclusive things on the regular by Very Kind Empathetic People). What matters to me is that they're kicking people off for all sorts of weird reasons and a lot of people who use the site have up and left and it's effected a lot of people's bottom line, including mine. This wouldn't have been so bad but Patreon alternatives that sprung up almost immediately had their payment processing privileges revoked by PayPal, Stripe, Visa, Mastercard, etc... It's pretty weird, reeks of conspiracy, and sucks for little guys like myself who can't really do anything about it. People with way more power than I'll ever know are fucking around with me and mine and yeah: I don't really like it. These companies are slick and play super friendly in public and in the social media sphere but they're run by psychos who hate, and yes that is the only word for how they feel, everyone who doesn't lick their boots. I hate the taste of boot so who knows: maybe little ol' Boneitis Industries will end up on the Silicon Valley chopping block next. Or not, but it can't hurt to be prepared.

So what's a feisty ferret to do? Well here's my multi-step plan:

1. Keep working on old commissions while not taking any new ones on Patreon (scheduled Saturday stream commissions only, which are scheduled out pretty far).
2. Get back to doing "False Start" and VHB pages like I said I would in January. In particular I want to finish Issue Zero so I can finally put out a fucking book.
3. Go to Aquatifur in two weeks to sell people things in a place where Evil Mega Corporations will hopefully not take away my ability to have money.
4. Wait to see where the pieces fall.

Right now a bunch of people are setting up alternatives to Patreon but I don't know which ones will have what functionality and when. I'm also not in a financial tight spot so I'm not going to declare an emergency commission drive or anything like that. If you want to help me out, regardless, here are a few ways:

1. My Patreon DOES still exist but the tiers are limited, you can get access to all images in 4k and a TON of hi-res porn that is posted nowhere else: https://www.patreon.com/bone
2. I set up a Crypto wallet in case you want to send me Magic Libertarian Gold: 12QtWpAiiZV9CfDNca4trC15ARJccRp7TM
3. I have a PayPal.me as well: https://www.paypal.me/boneitis
4. My RedBubble store is full of crazy shit that I'd love to see people buying and/or wearing: https://www.redbubble.com/people/Bo.....ortfolio?asc=u
5. Set up a Saturday commission or Larger-Than-Life commission using options 2 or 3 (contact me via PM or email first!)
6. Show your friends my FA or Twitter, it's free and the traffic really does make a difference for a small time painter like me.

How will it all play out? I don't know. When dealing with hate-fueled power mongers it's best to be flexible and play with whatever cards you're handed.

Which is exactly what I plan to do.

-Bone

Where are you staying?
At a friend's place (FREELOADIN')

What day are you getting there?
Thursday afternoon.

How long are you going?
Thursday through Monday.

How are you traveling?
BIG RED

Who are you rooming with?
 kazekoe,  talenshi,  gun-rapt0r, and  shadow-of-nights

Who will you hang out with during the convention?
The above people, plus a whole bunch of Boners that are showing up!

What is the best way to find you?
https://www.furfest.org/dealersdenindex Table G6 , also might be in my new fursuit!

Are there any panels you might be attending?
Nope. I submitted one about porn but they rejected it.

What do you look like?
Tall, beautiful hair, black dress shirt, and magenta tie.

Will you be suiting?
Yes: https://yt3.ggpht.com/a-/AN66SAyn9X.....ffffff-rj-k-no

Do you do free art?
For free money.

Do you do trades?
Yes: I trade art for money or things I very specifically want.

What is your gender?
High-Testosterone.

How tall are you?
6 even.

Can I talk to you?
As long as you have purged fear from your heart and soul.

Can I touch you?
I shake hands like a man should, not for the faint of heart or elderly.

How can I find you?
Table G6 or the above fursuit.

Can I visit your room?
It ain't mine!

Can I buy you drinks?
Yes, if you try to drug me it will not work and I will kill you however.

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Nah, too rapey.

Can I give you stuff?
As long as it isn't a disease.

Are you nice?
I'm deceptively charming.

Can I stalk you?
You can try. Refer to the question about drinks.

Do you have an artist table?
Table G6! Dealer's Room!

Will you be going to parties?
Of course!

Will you be performing?
Sort of.

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
Act like you've been hit by a car, I'm into that.

Where will you be most of the time during the day/s?
Dealers Room, table G6!

What/where will you be eating?
Wherever.

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc?
If you're not annoying and don't have stupid dietary wants.

Can I look in your sketchbook?
Sure, I have probably the most of any table in the Dealer's Room!

Can I draw in your sketchbook?
Maybe, better ask first.

Can I take your picture?
Please do!

What's your goal(s) for the con this year?
To make enough money that I can dive it into it like Scrooge McDuck and then retire to my own personal island paradise and never see any of you again.

I think that's everything! Also got one badge slot left! TAKE IT OR BE MOCKED

As I said in the previous journal (http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8944105/ ) the commission tiers have been deleted and will reappear in January with new prices but also new perks! If you are slated in on one of those slots you can do one of three things:
1. Delete your pledge and watch out for the new tiers in January.

2. Just downgrade to a lower tier.

3. Not delete your pledge and just give me free money because you're a crazy person.



OBVIOUSLY if you wanna do that last one I will not stop you but I'll be messaging people privately sometime next week to make sure they know this is all happening!



Looking forward to the 2019 relaunch! Let's keep making the World's Greatest Furry Art, TOGETHER!!



-Bone

Halfway through my last paused month on Patreon for the year and, hopefully, ever. I took on a LOT of work in order to keep me, my fiance, and our dumb dog Ditko's life going and I'm DOING that work! It's awesome work too, have you seen the shit I get to draw? Amazingly cool single characters, giant monsters, historical warriors with furry flare, and GINORMOUS orgies. All hand painted too! I pencil, ink, and paint my little-ferret-tail off but it's worth it! So here's my plan going forward (especially important for Patreon subscribers, potential subscribers, and people interested in commission work):

-We're going into the new year and it's time for the Patreon to update itself to my current workload and supply/demand levels. To do this I'm going to CLOSE OUT all the commission slots (that's $10 and up) for December. I'm going to turn them off the site on Friday so that everyone has time to read this journal and adjust their payout level. In December it'll just be uploads of artwork, etc... since I've got a lot of work to do and December is usually a rough month for work due to the hectic nature of the holidays.

-Then, in January, I plan to relaunch the Patreon commission tiers with some changes. The big one is, yes, the prices will be going up. All my friends, business partners, my SO, and even some commissioners have told me I NEED to do this so I'm biting the bullet and... making more money? It feels weird. I feel guilty! AGGHH!!! Stop sabotaging your success Bone! BUT there will also be tiers now where you can get a full painting every month sent to your door. It'll be pricey but I think I'm the only person offering this so hopefully it's worth it!

-I also want to add in some new bonuses at smaller tiers but you'll just have to wait to see those while I iron all this out.

As always: if you have questions about anything (commission status, updates on comics, clarification, etc...) leave a comment or note me! I try to do things as transparently as possible!

-Bone

Due to how FA's submission system works, along with the weird way we've all figured out how to jury rig an auctioning system into the old code, it's considered common practice to make reminder posts and journals about YCH auctions. I always worry about it being obnoxious but  kazekoe convinced me it's not completely evil so: here it is! If you need no further introduction here is the hilariously adult piece YOU can be a part of: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/29305788/

If further salesmanship is needed, however, then allow me to wax on about what the fuck this thing even is:

I listen to a lot of weird shit on the internet. A lot of it gets banned for being too funny and hopefully that never happens to this nearly seven minute long "song" that has recently surfaced as a bit of a meme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MADvxFXWvwE . In case you don't need that sort of audible debauchery coming out of your speakers the song describes, in explicit detail, a dude ranch (emphasis on "dude") where 18 strapping young cowboys get into all sorts of hijinks in the showers. These hijinks are exclusively of the "involves a steel hard penis" variety. Upon hearing the song my mind immediately went "oh hey, I like drawing complicated group sex scenes and it would be fun to have a topical hook for my next YCH" and thus the artwork ( http://www.furaffinity.net/view/29305788/ ) was born. I figured I'd do it sooner rather than later since I wanted the song to be fresher in people's minds and because it'll help me restock my wares for the upcoming MFF.

As of this writing 12 of the 18 slots have bids on them. At one point there were more but two bidders have deleted their bids (presumably they bid while drunk and, upon sobering up, realized what they had done and did the responsible thing). It's also 9 AM EST in my area so that means that the bidding will end in 8 hours and my experience tells me that this is usually where the bidding gets the most heated. Still: slots are still open, prices are a fraction of what you'd pay with bigger brand names, and you can even auto-buy if you want peace of mind!

Even if you don't bid, feel free to hop on over and leave a comment or post your favorite lyrics from the song! http://www.furaffinity.net/view/29305788/

-Bone

Three weeks ago I got to write the Feel Good Furry Journal of the Year (read here: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8883824/ ) and I figure people want an update on that situation along with more normal stuff. So here's some follow up happenings and thoughts on the zoophile/sadist debacle:

Update one: it ain't just about the animals anymore, we got kiddy diddlers to throw on the pyre as well! That's right: after the initial info dump happened the anonymous group of deranged zoophiles who were collecting all this information decided to drop a bunch of logs that indicated that there were also a bunch of pedophile furries running amok. Looking through the list of users I found more recognizable names; so I compiled the information and sent it to authorities. Again. Some of the people implicated are already active and acting like nothing has happened. I don't know if FA lets me directly name names (though I definitely did during this Lawstream with Dick Show Lawyer Nick Rekieta: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yzc.....VncM&t=11s ) so I won't here but there are people on that list that are fucking animals, torturing animals, and screwing kids and they haven't even been banned from this website. Or any cons. Or anything.

Gee whiz it's like people are more concerned about "making the fandom look good" than upholding any level of decency. I'm not saying make a huge debacle about any of this just to piss off con staff but people are angry; and it only takes one person to grab a copy of "Man's Best Friend with Benefits" at a con, walk down the aisle, and drop it off at the charity table to make all that fostered good will go sour really fucking quickly. Animal charities may not like being associated with that. These cons are attended by thousands of people, plenty of them are furious about this situation and the lack of action on behalf of the community; and it only takes one person. Just for writing this stuff there's a very real possibility I could be blacklisted from cons for being a liability. It's happened to me before and it sucks but if having the barest sense of moral decency gets me banned then I guess that's just how it's gotta be.

Honestly: what's it gonna take to get a few pedophiles and animal abusers banned?

So my last few weeks have been hell because of this; a maelstrom of info relaying, calling authorities, and stressing what connections I have to get the word out. I got on the aforementioned Lawstream, the Dire Wolf people helped me out (though we couldn't talk about the show directly on stream as it was deemed "too disturbing"), and even my main man Dick Masterson let loose on my behalf: https://thedickshow.com/episode-123/ (Last fifteen minutes, he also burns me in a grimly hilarious way). In particular he ranted about the people who keep saying "well we eat meat so fucking animals is also ok" along with other weird fucked up lines of logic that people have been throwing directly at me to try to justify their screwed up behavior. People have been thinking it's completely ok to tell me I'm the same as an animal fucker because I go hunting; and when this angers me they act like I'm a crazy person and talk in cutesy uwu speak. So let me help you through this with a thought experiment:

-Do you believe that me hunting and fishing is morally equivalent to sexually abusing an animal?

-If yes: please unsubscribe from me immediately and never speak to me again. Do not note me. Do not leave a comment. If you argue this point again to me I will block you. If you want to argue with me about it: go listen to the podcast I linked and then yell at your speakers. I have argued (and been correct about) this point over and over these past few weeks and, weirdly enough, people who want to rape animals continued to want to do so and did not seek any mental help.

I'm not your therapist. I'm not the YouTube comments section. Leave me alone.

-If no: congratulations! I probably think you are pretty cool! Thank you for not barfing your mental illness directly into my eyeballs!

So beyond having to deal with all that, on top of regular life and job stuff I also got bit by a very large dog while rescuing a puppy (not a joke, listen to the Rekieta stream for the full story, I'm tired of telling it) so my hands have been a little fucked up. Because of this and some talking with artist/business friends I've made a couple decisions about my Patreon and comics going forward:

Patreon: Payments went through for October but the service will be paused for November and December. My reasoning is that I have a lot to catch up on due to all the stuff I wrote above, MFF is somewhere in there, and the holidays always wreck my schedule due to a never ending onslaught of Family Fun. During that time I'm going to close out all the commission slots on Patreon and reopen them with, yes, higher prices in January. If you remain on any tier of the Patreon during that time you will be informed of the new tier openings first by 48 hours. Everyone I know is yelling at me, in a friendly and loving way, to raise my prices and the slots seem pretty competitive so I feel it's justified. If you feel it's NOT justified please articulate your reasoning below so I can eviscerate your dopey ass business sense in front of a cheering audience.

Comics: Working on "False Start" and "Vampire Hunter Boyfriends" is my favorite thing to do. I love comics. I don't make much money on comics. I'm told when I have physical books out I will but I do not have physical books. Physical books take time to make, time I do not have. I work a lot. I do not take weekends. If all goes well and these raised prices and other changes work out then it could potentially give me the time to make more pages and get books out, even art books. If you want to make my life easier in that regards you can always send me free money, indenture yourself to me as a servant, or simply share my work with your friends. That last one is free and exposure goes a LONG way for me (getting new followers when you have pesky standards is surprisingly difficult).

I think that's everything.

Be cool,

-Bone

Something bad has happened. That's not new. There are at least a million people on the planet by my estimate and that means a lot of things are happening at all times and sometimes they are bad (read: not good). But this bad thing was personal enough that I felt it needed to be talked about by me: a not very good sleazeball furry porn artist (it's one step up, morally, from "hard drug dealer"). Here is why I reckon it is so personal:

1. It happened in the genre I work in: furry.
2. Our Furry Morality Overlords (you know one, c'mon! Name your favorite) weren't talking about it or, at best, whipping out a quick "I disavow" before moving on to the more important business of being more sarcastic than each other on Twitter.
3. Oh yeah it involves 2k+ people raping, torturing, and murdering animals.

Now I'm not the smartest guy but I'm fairly positive that's pretty bad, and personal. So over on Furry-Twitter an anonymous user was creating throwaway burner accounts and dropping an, apparently now deleted, megaupload link that was full of stuff that has been in my nightmares for the past few nights (no joke! Hahaha! Lack of sleep is very humorous). The person who uploaded it ("Akela") claims to be "one of the good zoophiles" which isn't a thing, but what they uploaded is every bad adjective in the dictionary. Within the .rar they posted are hundreds of chatlogs, videos, and pictures from the "Zoosadist" community on Telegram. I'd never heard that particular term before but it's fairly self explanatory: you see a Zoophile is someone who rapes animals, while a Zoosadist does that as well but ALSO tortures and/or kills them. We're talking Degrees of Evil here.

Like I said: not great.

There was a lot to take away from all this and while most of it was "holy shit I don't want to ever think about this ever again it is disgusting" there was also the fact that over 2,000 furries were implicated as participating in this Community from Hell. One in particular is getting a ton of flak, one "Kero the Wolf": a furry YouTuber who is apparently really popular. I don't really know, I don't understand fursuit videos because I am old and grumpy. But the logdump indicates, among other things, that he fucks roadkill and puppies. That's just one guy and man oh man do these guys get creative in their debauchery of animals, children, and corpses.

I can't believe I'm typing any of this.

As I said earlier the initial MegaUpload appears to be gone (though some friends of mine DID get the entirety of it into the hands of Encyclopedia Dramatica) the big thread on Twitter about it is here: https://twitter.com/VenusAsABun/sta.....43539450408960 Make your own judgements.

Since this has come out a couple of things have happened. One: a lot of people claiming it's fake which, you know what? I hope it is, because that would mean only fake animals were harmed and that would be great. Granted, it's a weird thing to fake; maybe Banksy is trying to do a prank in very poor taste? Who knows. If it is fake I will breathe a sigh of relief, apologize for getting Pranked Bro, and literally never think about this ever again.

Two: remember the moral busybodies I was talking about earlier? You know one maybe like... a guy who sees an edgy tweet from some dumb teenager and then decides to ruin his life forever over it? Or maybe a free speech warrior who can literally only talk about how it's very important that they post as many racial slurs as possible? Or maybe someone who puffs out his big legal/journalistic chest when a cartoon internet villain shows up and tells us all how good of a person they are for writing snarky things about this person no one liked in the first place? Maybe they drink or tweet a lot? I'm not implying anyone in particular but I bet you know one. Well all those guys, who will tweet and blog and podcast minutes after a man with seven followers says something they don't like, have been weirdly quiet on this one. I know it sounds crazy that these guys who talk about how internet brave they are for typing bullshit at dorks are, when real monsters rear their ugly heads by thousands, suddenly really quiet but it's true! I've seen some make flippant jokes about it "just being drama", others say "well this is just my hobby! I can't go anywhere near this!" to just outright silence. And goddamn did it ever get those chestnuts roasting over my open brain-fire and, after some real nut burning, I figured out a couple of reasons maybe these Super Good Furry Internet People aren't talking:

1. It's gross, and not "hipster gross", which is what you say about movies you like so that girls will think you're thoughtful and caring; but this is sick-to-the-stomach gross. If you need an example maybe read the parts about roadkill or puppies again. People stay away from gross things, it's why there aren't bestiality laws in a lot of states: no one wants to talk about super gross stuff. It's unpleasant.

2. It's bad for metrics. Outrage is great for metrics but when it's too real and too horrible people don't go near it and you know what that means: the constant cavalcade of e-dick sucking grinds to a halt and you get the Twitter equivalent of blue balls. Since these guys have fried their brains to the point where Twitter approval is a drug to them they can't risk it, the withdrawal is too severe. Remember: you're not a person anymore, you are a metric to these guys. Currency! Isn't that cool? You're not an individual to them, you're money. Also animals getting raped isn't worth talking about, there are people WHO THINK DIFFERENTLY ON THE INTERNET TO HUNT

3. They know people who are on the list. Hell they're probably friends with them and you know what? I wouldn't doubt someone I know is on that list (presumably under a name I don't know, I've got a pretty great track record of ditching skunkfuckers) because it's a BIG list. I've been doing this furry thing for years and I've met some pretty awful people: sexual-assault happy feminists, guys who want to shoot up conventions, even a real not-on-the-internet neo-nazi (he died though, funny enough). The pattern I see with these types every time has been unfailing: circle the wagons and defend your awful friend because he's your friend. Well let me tell you: if one of your furry buds turns out to be a zoophile, sadist, whatever, you don't have to be their friend. Loyalty is a virtue and a fault that way; and there are more friends out there, trust me. If you find out one of your friends is a zoophile and all your other friends are defending them for completely amoral reasons: ditch 'em. I'll be your friend instead.

Anyhow, that's my piece on it. I wanted to spread this around because I hate people that hurt animals (I use to raise kangaroos for a living, and I've owned a lot of pets and the thought of people hurting my weird dumb actual-animal friends pisses me off). There's a bunch of other reasons getting rid of these guys is good but I don't want to talk about "the effect on the fandom" or how they're bad for business, etc... because that's way down the priority line when it comes to a moral obligation this obvious.

Boneitis Counter-Argument and Criticism Contrarian Fuckwit Corner: If you're wanting to e-own me over this journal, or be a contrarian prat, or tell me how I didn't quite own the dogfuckers properly, or you didn't like my tone, or you want to argue the merits of animal-buggery you can go to hell and never come back. I rarely look at things without nuance but this is a pretty cut and dry issue and if you think you're going to totally Stephen Crowder Change My Mind on this then you're vastly overestimating your intelligence and vastly underestimating just how much brain damage I have from all the "Rage Against the Machine" I've listened to in the past 15 years. You're not dogfucker Jesus come down from his Movie-Reviewer-on-the-Internet-LogicLord Throne to enlighten us about shit, you're just demented and pissed that someone outed a chatroom where monsters like you could feel safe.

-Bone

Boy what a month, coming straight out of Anthrocon I've been hit with a bit of Schedule-Bad-Luck. This bad-luck has manifested in the form of my truck being in and out of my local mechanic shop four times now since AC! I would've given up and switched mechanics but after they failed to address the problem the first two times they're now working on my truck pro-bono (something I can't really turn down). That's the nice part, the not so nice part is how much this has managed to inconvenience me on a daily basis: I can't run errands during the day, I'm constantly walking everywhere in hilariously high humidity, and, even more importantly, I can't take my young and energetic dog to the dog park (something he needs daily at his age) so that he can run till he's tired enough to let me work. I don't have a backyard and depleting his energy via walks takes upwards of two hours (and in this heat: depletes even more of what little energy my body has).

What I'm saying is: I really need my fucking truck back, and fixed.

You may have noticed that my uploads have been sporadic, this perfect storm of auto and energy issues is why. It has been a VERY hard month. I've had to cancel my upcoming vacation, delay projects that I would very much like to work on, operate on a very inconsistent schedule out of necessity, and just been generally running myself into the ground.

Luckily I was able to look at my options and determine a proper course of action. I'm behind on commission work and Patreon work so I did the following:

-Gathered up all orders that were completed and packaged them today, they'll be in the mail tomorrow.
-Paused my Patreon payments for August so I can focus more on overdue commissions.
-Am also going to do only one more comic page this month (next week) and then dedicate the rest of the month to commission work.
-If I'm not satisfied with the progress, or my mechanic decides to just never give me my truck back, I'll pause the comic work UNTIL I am satisfactorily caught up.

I do not like pausing the comics. I like working on them and people like when I upload them. However: they make me no money. Furries do not buy original pages or artwork the way most comic book fans do, my Patreon support is 90% commission based (If you'd like to support the comic, go in for as low as a dollar a month here: https://www.patreon.com/bone ) , and I simply do not have the time to color correct my old pages and compile them into a printable book (if YOU are someone capable of this then I might be able to hire you or do a Saturday painting for you, make me an offer). Until the comics make money I have to do what people are willing to pay me for, which is fine, but it is what it is.

I know my journals are usually funny and brisk but, and I realize this is reiteration, I really had to grind myself down hard this month to get what little done that I did. It's a case where something's gotta give (IE: my car is finally fixed, my dog becomes inexplicably lazy, someone buys all my originals, VHB gets a Netflix deal, or I keel over dead) and I don't plan on it being me. So August SHOULD be a fairly illustration heavy month. I've got lots of cool stuff to draw for all of you, it's gonna be a good time.

Time to go to work~

-Bone

This year was my tenth Anthrocon in a row, a fact anyone who's talked with me over the past month is probably a little TOO aware of; but this is the internet and repetition is necessary in the sea of noise lest people's microscopic attention spans fail you yet again. In the spirit of this auspicious anniversary I'd like to do a -brief- retrospective of my career as the World's Greatest Furry Artist (I said "brief" not "humble").

I went to my first AC in the summer of 2008, it was my first summer coming out of college. I had had a great first year of college, I had a great girl, loved my studies, and had managed to scrape together enough money to go to a con I'd wanted to go to for years. I was still circling the idea of furry with some wariness at this point; I didn't have a fursona and I still got embarrassed when my proclivity for bouncing, anthropomorphic bosoms came up. Oh yeah I was also still ardently straight. None of these things would last. I went with  talenshi (who still does cons with me) and another young man who has since... well I don't exactly know; I broke contact with him after college when he started living in some kind of furry fuck-house and decided that it was his duty as a friend to try to publicly shame me as often as possible. Also he would leave used dildos in our sink at FWA five years later and, when we called this behavior "rude", he decided we were all transphobic and never spoke to us ever again.

You meet some strange people in this line of work.

Anyhow, it was me and two other newbies at the con and we honestly didn't know what to expect but I distinctly recall feeling like I'd walked into another dimension once the con was in full swing and taking over downtown Pittsburgh. I also remember never wanting it or the wonderful feelings I was having to end; I was hooked. As if the free, fun, furry atmosphere hadn't been enough we learned about "Artist Alley"and decided to give it a try. we hustled over to the nearby FedEx Office Center and threw together signs, price sheets, and business cards. It was jank and we barely knew what we were doing but, three days later, I had more than made back the expenses of the trip and knew in my big goofy heart that I wanted to do this forever. I couldn't place my finger on it but some animalistic, artistic instinct knew, just KNEW, that there was potential here. I wanted to do this for a living.

So I did.

Well, it wasn't immediate. I first had to get through college. Graduating in 2011 from the Savannah College of Art and Design I earned a degree in "Sequential Art". A few months later I'd find myself living in Mobile, Alabama and raising kangaroos and wallabies for a living (I swear this is true, I have pictures), that job would eventually end and I would start working as a muralist and exhibit designer for science centers and history museums in the area. I was getting close to being able to quit that job though, my comic "False Start" was picking up steam, I was networking like a champ, cons were going good, and my online profile was increasing in stature. Things were looking good but, simply by virtue of the way this paragraph is structured, you know that it couldn't last.

On March 23rd, 2013 I would begin to get extremely dizzy while bowling despite not drinking or doing anything more arduous than, well, bowling. The feeling would subsist into the next day, and the next, then the next week, the next month... you get the idea. I began to get tired rapidly, my eyesight would fail sporadically, I had sever joint pain at all times, I had constant double vision. I was 24 years old and it felt like my body was rapidly aging every day. 13 specialists and an unholy amount of time in doctor's officess later I would find out I had a double dose of Lyme Disease and Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever and, if I didn't begin taking antibiotics immediately, the former would continue to make me miserable and the latter would flat out kill me; this was in September of 2013. I started the antibiotic treatment and immediately started feeling better. Then I finished the regimen and the symptoms all came back, and then worsened, and worsened. I saw more doctors and specialists than I can remember and we would eventually learn that I had "Chronic Lyme Disease", IE: the kind you don't really get better from. I developed sever chest pains, I would have small seizures, and even developed severe "waking anxiety". None of this was helped by the fact that I was being sexually harassed (possibly even assaulted, depending on your definition of the word) by a person I had believed was a friend, who had decided that, me dying and all (my own mother would later tell me that she didn't think I was going to make it), it was the perfect time to tell their fiance that they were ALSO in love with me in order to get the fiance to be more committed(?), all the while continuously trying to seduce me (I never had sex with this person, THANK GOD) Whatever this lunatic couple was doing it worked for them and, my near corpse making a convenient launch platform, they catapulted into furry stardom and got married. Figuring my feminist friends wouldn't stand for this I waited to hear from them, figuring they'd want to rectify this great injustice; a dying man being sexually manipulated and preyed upon for someone else's perverse gratification and further manipulations? That's the kind of thing my feminist allies publicly denounced daily, I would have huge support!

Just kidding, they never asked me what happened, or even spoke to me again. When it comes down to "suck up to a popufur" or "stand up for your publicly stated beliefs" the former is going to win every time, turns out. Oh well, lesson learned!

At this point, dying, alone, and abused I completely fell apart. I was in and out of mental wards and hospitals and state sanctioned mental and physical health programs. I was on huge amounts of medication and the whole thing is one big, miserable, blur. I lost all my money, my job, most of my friends, had moved back in with my parents, and was mostly bedridden. It kind of sucked.

But I slowly put things back together. I still drew every day, even still working on commissions out of sheer spite, and worked to get myself physically active and emotionally stable (I was angry a lot, I think I'd earned it) and in July of 2016  kazekoe would ask me out. We started dating long distance and I fell madly in love with the cute redhead from Michigan with the smooth voice. Then on New Years Day we would move in together. Then he would graduate, get a great job while I was working out so hard that I'd gotten to be in the best physical shape of my life. My art was coming out again, I was doing comics, conventions, had a new artist crew. And it didn't end there!

On May 1st of this year  kazekoe would propose to me at the sushi restaurant he had taken me to when I first visited him two years prior. I, of course, said yes and now I wear this beautiful ring every day: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DcJjbG6X0AA-QsD.jpg . We're getting in married in late Spring of next year. Oh yeah and then we'd move into a new, and better, apartment and adopt our awesome dog: Ditko!

And that catches us up to this year's Anthrocon. It was also good; the table was a hit, the art show was a huge success, and I got to hang out and talk to all my favorite people for one weird little weekend in Pittsburgh. I've often said that "Anthrocon is my favorite holiday" and it continues to be true. AC is like a metronome that I can measure the passage of time in my life by; good or bad AC has always been a bright spot for me and this year proved no different.

So yeah, that's a quick summary of my career so far as a furry artist. Maybe someday I'll make it into a comic. Oh! I mentioned my mom ("Mama-Bone" as stream attendees have begun to call her) was at the con this year, she wanted to see it after all this time and she loved it! I called her after the con and asked if there was anything she wanted to say to you all and here's what I got:

"I think the part I liked the most was the kids with their families. I would go up and talk to every family I saw that had kids running around in ears and tails and they all said the same thing: 'This is the happiest I've ever seen my child. At school they're quiet, don't talk much, get picked on, and don't feel like themselves but here... here they blossom. They're free to be themselves and I'm so glad I took them to this'. That really meant a lot to me, having raised two strange young men myself. Any family that looked uncomfortable I brought over to your booth and, after talking with you, they always felt better about the con, like it wasn't so 'weird' anymore. I think I'll be coming back next year."

I know this journal got rough there in the middle but talk about a double pick me up at the end there! There's really only one way to end a journal like this and that is, of course, with gratification; to you: the people who come to AC, that stop by and chat, that read the comics I make, everything! Thank you so much for allowing me to continue a life that seems too crazy and wild and fun to be real.

Here's to another few decades of Anthrocon,

-Bone


PS, sorry if this wasn't too brief.

Hi kids, here's a journal you won't read about an event I'll be at where you'll complain about not being able to find me because you didn't read this journal. This will be my tenth Anthrocon, I know these patterns!

Where are you staying?
The Double Tree. Please stalk me relentlessly.

What day are you getting there?
Thursday! Look for Big Red. (not the shouty meme lady, my truck)

How are you traveling?
In my truck (not on the back of the shouty meme lady, though if she's offering...)

Who will you be rooming with?
 shadow-of-nights, her MAN, and  gunrapt0r

How is the best way to find you?
Dealer's Den! Tables 006-007.

Are there any panels you might be attending?
Not this year, too many promised meet-ups with cool kids.

What do you look like?
Spiky dark blonde hair, 6 feet tall, black dress shirt, pink tie, gorgeous, etc...

Will you be suiting?
Someday there will be Bone suits, but this is not that day.

Do you do free art?
For free money.

Do you do trades?
Only if you have a substantial following and, therefore, are good for brand awareness. Oh yeah and you have to ACTUALLY POST THE ART I DO FOR YOU

What is your gender?
The better one.

Can I talk to you?
You fucking better.

Can I touch you?
Firm handshakes are encouraged.

Can I buy you drinks?
This is encouraged. If you drug me, however, do not expect to survive.

Can I give you stuff?
Sure, preferably drugs, rare comics, or overly sexual anime figurines.

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Snuggling is gay.

Are you nice?
The nicest.

Will you be going to parties?
If drugs are involved.

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
"I've read all of your comics! [Blank] is my favorite character!"

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc?
Sure, but if you do anything at all to hinder my plans: YOU'RE OUT! Don't be late, don't be picky, don't be rude, and don't have dietary needs.

Can I look in your sketchbook?
You fucking better.

Can I draw in your sketchbook?
Sure, just ask first.

Can I take your picture?
You fucking better.

Do you do commissions?
I'll have some badge and sketchbook slots open. They go quick! UNLESS YOU PRE-ORDER A BADGE RIGHT NOW AND SAVE YOURSELF A HUGE HEADACHE THERE ARE THREE SLOTS LEFT

What's your goal(s) for the con this year?
Make sure my mom survives (she's coming this year because she wants to see what the hell her son has been doing for a decade)


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It's been a hectic first quarter, which I already wrote about in a previous journal (http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8666631/), and amidst the flurry of activity I was nominated for my first ever Ursa Major award! For those who don't know: the Ursa Majors are an award given out annually in the furry community, it's like our own personalized little Oscars. I was nominated for "Best Published Illustration" for this piece: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24439653/ . I am REALLY flattered to have been nominated and, even better, I'm up against my friend  dreamkeepers and even a double nomination against the legendary  blackteagan . I wouldn't have it any other way, up against some of the LITERAL BEST ARTISTS IN THE COMMUNITY, I don't even care about winning, just that people would put me in the same category as them fills me with pride. If you'd like to vote for me go ahead, it's all right there: http://www.ursamajorawards.org/voting2017/

However: do not vote for me if you don't think my cover is the best. I'm a meritocratic man and wouldn't want anybody voting against their aesthetic sensibilities. It would be nice to win, but I want to win fair and, hey, there's always next year~

-Bone

I'll open this saying that I don't really like writing journals; I'm a very private person and writing these things feels like an invasion of my privacy, except that I'm committing on myself. I'm not a masochist, if that's your thing: please don't tell me, it's not as you think. Tell me about a book you read instead, but only if it's non-fiction. Good luck.

Anyway: my first quarter has been one for well... not THE record book but maybe some kind of record book. I just wanted people to know what all I've been up to, where I'm at putting the "False Start" book that about five people are VERY excited about (the rest are just wondering if the book release will contain a secret porn chapter[no]), and I like having journals that I can link people to. It's like a FAQ. So, here is what I'm in the midst of:


2017: Final Chapter Prelude

At the end of 2017 my boyfriend  kazekoe and I were very abruptly confronted with his job being terminated. We panicked, a sure thing was now a non-thing and suddenly I, the pervert artist, had to take on a LOT of responsibility. We buckled down and prepared for the worst when suddenly, like a deus ex machina that would make me curse at a film, we got a Xmas miracle.  kazekoe renegotiated with his employer and instead of not having a job ended up with the same job but they now pay him more. He's good with people that way. I had taken on some extra commission work already though (now I'm closed outside of book cover work and saturday stuff). Then I, of course, had to do the Holiday Family Shuffle. I love my family but it always sets me back on my work Blah.


2018 XV: Kingsglaive

So I somehow ended up in a movie about diversity. Points against that: I'm a very white dude. Points for that: "Ooooh! A bisexual comic artist with lyme disease! We simply MUST have him." The trailer is here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGwd4Sif_lg The movie, a documentary, premiered locally to a gigantic audience (nearly 2,000 people) during a pretty crazy night. It's a smaller film but a lot of special interest groups are interested in it and it keeps having new showings, once you can view it outside of a theater I'll do a write-up about it and give y'all a link. And: YES MY FURRY ARTWORK IS IN THE FILM AND IT'S GREAT (some of you guy's commissions made it in hurhur). Also, bonus points: the producer/director called me a "gay republican" (I'm neither of these things).


False Start Versus XIII

I finished the first "False Start" arc! WOW I WAS SO PROUD! The last page even got five comments or something! Worth it. Regardless people want me to put out a book and I will be doing so via the  dreamkeepers people, who I've signed with. I just have to handle a few things:
1. Old commissions and Patreon rewards that fell behind due to The Holidays and also just living a life. I've got lots to do but after looking through my backlog I ended up thinking "goddamn do I get to draw a lot of fun things!" I'm not worried, if you are: hit me up with a note!
2. I want to make it a nice book, And to do that I did a new cover (did you see it? It's pretty! http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26691139/ ) and I'm also doing color correction on a LOT of older pages since in the middle section they got way too fucking dark since my screen was improperly calibrated.
3. I want to do this right. I've supported five different comic books on Kickstarter and I've only ever gotten ONE of those comics. I will NOT be doing that to you guys! So I'm getting everything in a good place so I can do this with as few issues as possible.


GFFM

So a furry con made me Guest of Honor! AND IT WAS AWESOME, they were crazy nice to me, we made a bunch for charity, and now I've been told I'll be appearing on "The Dragget Show" (Keep bothering Alkali about it, he loves it). I also did four different presentations at the con and people wanted me to post my notes from them. Some of them were caught on video, I'll post if they go up.

Visual Storytelling: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1K.....TkpuML9j2x7xgg

Drawing for Illustration and Storytelling: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1J.....eoPbNxIc8oaUTc

Furry Marketing: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1F.....nEchzPMcHu2Wds

Running a Creative Enterprise: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1p.....9Y5NCvLhT_7sOg


Furry Fantasy XV, Episode: Bone.

So what now? Well I paused my Patreon for a month, I was struggling to keep up because of, well, all of the above plus other stuff that is boring and does not have to do sexy wolf boy tempters so who cares. I'm going to be focusing on catching up over the next month a half, appearing at MCFC for the first time, and working on getting "False Start: Chapter Zero" drawn and getting my poor sweet VHB back on track. I miss all my comics! Let's get them back!

It'll be fun~

-Bone

So I had planned to launch a Kickstarter campaign for a physical version of "False Start" season one at the end of this month. Beyond the fact that I'm working my ass off catching up on holiday/we-didn't-think-my-boyfriend-was-going-to-have-a-job-for-a-while layover and, thus, haven't been promoting the KS launch much (well that and I don't like to over promote things, feeling that good products don't need to be shouted about). Still, hard work was paying off and it was looking like I'd be able to launch at the end of the month. Sadly, though, that previous sentence was past tense so you already know something didn't quite work out right; and you would be correct. First off: my grandmother died and I have to travel for the funeral. I normally wouldn't even mention it (I don't like publicly mourning) but with the promised KS right around the corner I felt it prudent. If you're a well wisher please direct thoughts/vibes/prayers to my mom as she's pretty broken up about it.

Secondly: I somehow managed to tear the patella ligament in my right knee the other day and spent all day going to different medical facilities figuring out what the hell happened. They've done X-rays, etc... and depending on how bad the damage is I'll either be out of this obnoxious knee brace in a week or two or I could need surgery. I'll post about it on my Twitter if anything interesting develops (@boneitis).

Regardless. I'd like to get the KS going before I do my GoH stint at GFM in early March so expect it soon. If I have to delay it further to make sure I do a good job though, I will, as it's more important to me to do good work than quick work.

Thanks for your understanding,

-Bone

Seriously. Holy hell guys. Let me try to sum up this crazy weekend:

Thursday:

I get on the road to  shadow-of-nights place after restocking my print binder (which y'all would proceed to decimate, thank you very much!) and I arrive relatively late. I have a chronic condition (don't get Lyme disease kids) so I take a medication that knocks me out at night, otherwise chest pains keep me up. So it got to be sleep time and I take my meds and not even fifteen minutes later I get a Twitter DM from Adum of "Your Movie Sucks" fame (AKA "The Cool Cat Guy": https://www.youtube.com/user/YourMovieSucksDOTorg )telling me "hey I'm hanging out with Dick, want to join?" Now Adum and I have never talked but I know his work, know he's a furry, and somehow he ended up hanging out with Dick and they got ahold of me. Now those sleep meds are powerful but I was NOT missing a chance to hang out with a cool guy like Adum and, quite literally, my favorite comedian in the world: Dick Masterson. A little star shocked and drugged I got driven over to the hotel by my wonderful perfect boyfriend  kazekoe , chugged a Red Bull and headed up to the room. Dick himself answered the door in what was, perhaps, the most surreal moment of my life. I've listened to this guy for YEARS now and to just have him suddenly there was pretty wild. At the room was Adum, Dick, Peach (a popular Twitch streamer: https://twitter.com/PeachSaliva ) and some other furs who apparently were at Burning Man (one was named "Uni" I believe). And so we just hung out and shot the shit. Dick, Peach, and I talked about our respective careers and I managed to come off fairly suave. Sadly this suaveness would not last as we would proceed to the rave and I would prove that I still do not know how to behave during dances and awkwardly thrust my stupid ferret butt around as best I could. Still, Dick and I made fun of the more awkward parts of the rave and that was fun. At the end of the night we got our picture together: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DP8ahySXUAA9wg1.jpg (from left to right: Me, Peach, Dick, Adum, and Uni)

Fucking awesome Thursday.


Friday: I rapidly set up my booth at the new MFF con center which is probably the Least Convenient Building to Get Anything Done In I've been in. everything was far apart, confusing, and sometimes extremely warm. I got it set up though and then proceeded to get slammed at my table for the entirety of the dealer's room hours. My voice was shot but I was in high spirits. I proceeded to go out to dinner with  dreamkeepers and a bunch of his fans. Regrettably this expenditure was "planned" by one of said fans and ended up taking in excess of four hours. Thus I got home and was unable to get any of my layouts done and would spend the rest of the weekend intermittently selling pictures of Starfox and inking badges. New rule: if you try to take me out to dinner at a con and try to load me on a FUCKING TRAIN (  fluff-kevlar has attempted this, I was not pleased) or give me a place that's a half hour away I will call you a food autist and eat with people who aren't made of spare time. Ten years in and people are still finding ways to try and sabotage me at cons, that's what I love about this job: it's a constant learning experience.

Saturday:
I woke up in a wretched mood due to last night's time wasting but perked up once the dealer's room opened (and I finally got coffee). I spent the day in the dealer's room telling people "no I can't do a badge for you, they sold out in like fifteen minutes yesterday" and would then sell them a Starfox print. It was awesome watching MFF balloon up to surpass AC as Biggest Furry Con in the World (though AC runs much better, MFF is still figuring things out though and I get that). I met lots of cool people and then...

...then The Dick Show was upon us.

For those of you not paying attention I'd spent November setting up and promoting the most amazing MFF event in the history of the con: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8478426/ and, goddamnit, I pulled it off. Me and nine other furs struck out on Saturday to go see the 20 Million Dollar Man himself: Dick Masterson. Also at the show were such characters as Madcucks, Crocodile Dundude (definitely NOT Asterios Kokkinos), Peach Saliva, Dick's Life Coach, and Sean the Audio Engineer. The show was a blast and, if you're curious, you can listen to it for free here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/15732458 Dick loved my sign ( http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25596186/ ) and I got it signed after the show by the whole cast. During the show people cheered when they figured out the furries were there ( I, my art, and my plan had been talked about in a previous episode, about 4:30 in : http://thedickshow.com/episode-75/ ) and people even took my picture: https://twitter.com/Boneitis/status.....70625431752704 . I got to talk a bunch with the cast of the show (some even gave me their phone numbers) and Dick asked me to draw a fursona of his girlfriend with "really big cans". It was an absolutely awesome night and I'm so glad all my planning panned out.

Sunday:

I wake up in a haze (I hadn't been drinking, I was just tired) and went to the Dealer's Room for one last round. Lots of prints were starting to sell out and I was feeling pretty damn good about that, a bunch of people even took home originals! The hours for Dealer's room came to an end though and we packed up and headed out. Nothing particularly crazy happened, I was tired and hungry but goddamn did I feel good about the weekend.

Wrap up:

The next day I emailed Dick in the morning because he had asked me to be on the show! It turns out they were recording the episode on Monday night so I hustled on back to Michigan, opened the Discord link Dick had given me and waited for the show to start. Once it did it was only about 45 minutes before they brought me in and we talked furries, an embarrassing story, and I even did a Rage! You can listen to the episode here, I'm at about the 47 minute mark: http://thedickshow.com/episode-79/ I never thought I'd be on the show, much less because of my career as a furry comic artist but it ended up being a pipe dream come true!

So that's what happened to me at the con! Did you stop by? Say something in the comments because I more-than-likely remember you and would love to reminisce about the good times. If you couldn't make MFF this year there are always more cons in the future!

Thanks for an awesome con guys, I'll see you next year.

-Bone

Going to talk about "The Dick Show" stuff because you can ignore it all you want but it's happening. The popufurs hate that I'm doing it (confirmed resposnse from current furry media darling "BoozyBadger": "Not interested. Have Fun" Curt!) but nothing can stop it now. For those who missed my previous journal ( Click for excessive deets: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8478426/ ) I'm planning a big foray on Saturday night over to the Appollo Theater to see "The Dick Show: Live! Road Rage Chicago!" a live, and insane, comedy show put on by one of the most successful podcasts in the world (currently doing $25,000 a month on Patreon). Not only that but I, my artwork, and even some of YOU got a call out on the show itself! (About 4:30 in: http://thedickshow.com/episode-75/ ) I personally am overjoyed and was super flattered to get talked about on literally-my-favorite-show by literally-my-favorite-comedian and have actually been talking back and forth with Dick about the crossover on GAB (Dick got permabanned from Twitter for telling someone to "eat a cinderblock", here's my spicy GAB account: https://gab.ai/Boneitis ) and he's kind of jazzed for the furries to show up. I've currently got four cars lined up to help people get to the show and more will probably show up as I promote the event at my table (G-6). Dick also REALLY likes fursuits so priority will be given to suiters who need transportation. ALSO: if you have a spare fursuit, that isn't garbage, I'd be willing to rent it from you for the event at a REASONABLE price. The entire event will be recorded and uploaded to the TDS website and then the plan is to have me on the show the week after to discuss the inevitable chaos. It's gonna be wild! Buy advance tickets here or RISK GETTING THEM AT THE DOOR!!! https://www1.ticketmaster.com/event.....LLO_ONSALEMAIL

So now the regular furry stuff because it's MFF time you filthy animals!


Where are you staying?
At  shadow-of-nights place, might crash some rooms depending on what sort of horrible decisions I make though.

What day are you getting there?
Thursday!

How long are you going?
Thursday through Monday

How are you traveling?
Big Red!

Who are you rooming with?
 kazekoe,  gun-rapt0r,  talenshi, and  shadow-of-nights

Who will you hang out with during the convention?
Cool people. Apparently the YMS guy is looking for me?

What is the best way to find you?
During Dealer's hours: Table G-6 (handy map I made: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25470404/ )

Are there any panels you might be attending?
The Dick Show is like a panel!

What do you look like?
Fucking gorgeous: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22334972/

Will you be suiting?
Maybe, anyone got a loaner for Saturday?

Do you do free art?
For free money.

Do you do trades?
For cool stuff (drugs).

What is your gender?
Male.

How tall are you?
6 ft even.

Can I talk to you?
Please do!

Can I touch you?
I shake hands and do hugs and stuff.

How can I find you?
Table G-6!

Can I visit your room?
The logistics make that tricky.

Can I buy you drinks?
Hell yes! If you drug me (with not-fun-drugs) you won't live to tell about it though!

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Snuggles are for ladies and gays.

Can I give you stuff?
People give me all kinds of weird shit, I cannot stop them.

Are you nice?
I'm not nice, I'm charming.

Can I stalk you?
Who wrote this thing?

Do you have an artist table?
G-6! Dealer's Room! Pink tie!

Will you be going to parties?
Of course!

Will you be performing?
In the sense that life is a stage, yes.

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
"Bone!"

Where will you be most of the time during the day/s?
Dealers Room, hustlin'.

What/where will you be eating?
Who fucking knows at these things.

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc?
Are you cool?

Can I look in your sketchbook?
If you wish to pass The First Test.

Can I draw in your sketchbook?
Not in the portfolios please!

Can I take your picture?
I encourage it!

What's your goal(s) for the con this year?
Literally live the dream.

So here's the deal: through what could perhaps only be the hand of fate I have come upon the most insane, wild party there could possibly be at MFF. That isn't hyperbole or hipster-clickbait talking: it's me; and I never lie (except to the government). Read on because I want every last one of you at this thing. I've got all the information AND I've preemptively answered every possible excuse for not showing up.

So Midwest Fur Fest is approaching (if you're going then you already know) and it falls upon the same weekend as "ROAD RAGE: CHICAGO – DICK MASTERSON’S INTERNATIONAL JASS FESTIVAL". I know what you're thinking "Bone this has nothing to do with furry and that is literally the entire scope of my interests". Well if you haven't already tabbed out then let me fill you in:

1. What is "The Dick Show"?

It's a podcast (listen here: http://thedickshow.com/ ) that has millions of downloads and is supported by one of the most successful Patreons of all time (https://www.patreon.com/thedickshow/posts if you don't believe me). It is hosted by Dick Masterson who is one of my personal heroes. He is the writer of the book "Men are Better than Women" (DUMB IDIOT DROOL ALERT: it's hilarious, calm down), was a former host on "The Biggest Problem in the Universe", and is all around one of the funniest dudes in the world.

2. What does this have to do with MFF?

Nothing and everything. Dick mentions furries all the time on the show and is genuinely curious about the subculture, even going so far as to have had furries guest on the show. When I first found out about the show being in Chicago the same week as MFF I planned to go and told Dick on Twitter that it was the same week as MFF. He responded and told me to "for real, bring your furs" (here's the tweet: https://twitter.com/Boneitis/status.....31712594694144 ) . I told him I'd try and since then he's ACTUALLY stated that furries will be at the show ( https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DNel-hPU8AQ4gGJ.jpg ) and, although he's since been banned from twitter (every actually interesting/funny person is) he's even been supportive of the idea on Gab: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DNe-5DeVoAAhOP_.jpg . He want us there!

3. How do you know this party will be so crazy?

This will be the third Dick Show: Live and, if previous entries are any indication, there is a lot of alcohol, rowdiness, and good times going on: http://thedickshow.com/road-rage/philly/ , http://thedickshow.com/road-rage/los-angeles/ I've also been designing a fursona for Dick (a hyena) and plan to print out a wall scroll and bring it to the show: https://twitter.com/Boneitis/status.....27771047907335

4. Where do I get tickets?

Here my man: https://www1.ticketmaster.com/event.....LLO_ONSALEMAIL The event is at the Apollo Theater at 8 PM on Saturday night. Once the dealer's room closes I will be meeting with anyone who's bought tickets and wants to go in the main lobby of MFF. I am easy to find as I am the guy in black with the pink tie. If you CANNOT find me in time (getting groups organized at cons is hard!) just drive out to the Apollo Theater and be there! Not that hard!

5. Why should I do this?

Because it's fun! Because you'll get a fuck ton of attention (ESPECIALLY if you wear your fursuit)! It'll be hilarious! It'll all be filmed and watched by thousands of fans! I can't think of a better highlight to a furry convention than this!

6. Have you really preempted every excuse someone could have not to go?

I've certainly tried! Here's my list:

-"I won't be at MFF!"
Ok then don't comment, instead use that time to tell your friends who WILL be at MFF to go to this! Then you can watch this crazy thing unfold live on the stream!

-"I don't have any friends."
Jesus tits, shut up you baby.

-"I don't like parties."
I know you're very proud of being an introvert or whatever but now is NOT THE TIME! (But seriously, if parties actually make you dizzy just tell some of your friends like to party hardy)

-"I can't afford it."
You're going to a furry convention, you can spare twenty more bucks. If you can't then you probably shouldn't be going to a con, very irresponsible!

-"I don't like Dick Masterson, I saw him on Dr. Phil eight years ago and he was mean!"
That was a joke you idiot, what are you: a Maddox fan?

-"I'm already going to a different party that night!"
Get that party to merge with this one! This one will be better!

-"I need a ride!"
I'll drive as many people as I can in my truck, fursuiters get priority access though. I want your fuzzy asses there! I'll be continuing to organize rides as the event approaches. If you CAN drive yourself please do, and please be willing to help other furs out!

-"I have [issue] with [weirdly arbitrary, personal thing that Bone has absolutely no control over]"
Then I don't want your sensitive ass around, stay home!

-"[convoluted, janky question from a contrarian just trying to prove that I didn't preempt EVERY excuse, not actually trying to solve an issue.]"
Fuck off.


Anyhow, I think that's everything one would need to know: time, place, event! If you have a question or concern that I didn't address please pipe up in the comments or send me a PM. I'll be taking lots of pictures and doing a recap of the whole event after the con!

-Bone

The final quarter of the year: all you want to do is do your job but everyone suddenly wants your time and physical presence! Everyone! The blooduscking energy leeches that is "Everyone Else"!

It's October here in ruddy northern Michigan and it's humid, hot, and my AC keeps breaking. I'm floating the household while the man finishes up college in December. Wallets are tight and the month is going to be crazy. In a little less than two weeks I'm joining  dreamkeepers , my co-host from that-comics-podcast-I'm-on-but-you-probably-don't-know-about-it-because-I-keep-it-kinda-semi-secret, and this crazy dude from Australia who I'm going to teach how to talk to women. That last dude set up the whole thing and is paying for it so I'm not saying "no", I'm just going to go out in the woods, set some trot lines, drink, and draw anyway. Leave me alone.

During that vacation a new furry con asked me to show so I'll be at Aquatifur! Please buy something since I've spent over half a grand purchasing con tables this month! I hate it! On top of that I'm trying to finish up this issue of "False Start", keep up with Patreon (I am contractually obliged to plug this: https://www.patreon.com/bone ), and run the household like an evil overlord covered in ink. November is blessedly almost-free of large obligations so I may actually catch up!

And December is always a fucking joke, I get to do MFF at the beginning (hooray!) but then it's obligation central and we all know it.

What I'm saying is: sorry I'm so slow at everything, it is NOT for lack of work ethic! As always if you need an update on a commission or want to know what's up just send me a note!

Thanks for your patience,

-Bone

Promo journals like this never get any traction and everyone hates them BUT

BUT

BUT

I constantly get asked if my originals can be bought anywhere online and I finally sat down and made myself a little storefront to sell them at. Here it is: http://boneitis.storenvy.com/

The way it's going to work is that every week I'll upload four new pieces at various sizes and prices (feel free to request certain pieces) and announce it on my twitter ( https://twitter.com/Boneitis ). I'll announce them here on FA only occasionally because I don't want to be obnoxious and over-saturate MYSELF. So those of you who have been jonesing for an original but can't make it to any of the cons I'm at: have at it and happy shopping!

-Bone

It's a bit sudden but my buddy, and con GoH,  talenshi pulled some strings and got me a dealer's table at FMN! So here's the lowdown on this out-of-the-blue con appearance:

Where are you staying?
Guest of Honor Suite, aw yeah!

What day are you getting there?
Thursday! Look for Big Red.

How are you traveling?
See previous answer.

Who will you be rooming with?
 shadow-of-nights and  talenshi

How is the best way to find you?
Dealer's Den! They haven't listed a table number yet so just look for the guy with the pink tie.

Are there any panels you might be attending?
I might talk at some of the ones  talenshi does, we'll see. Go to her panels regardless, she's a much better artist than me.

What do you look like?
Like someone who's out of your league.

Will you be suiting?
Someday there will be Bone suits, but this is not that day.

Do you do free art?
For free money.

Do you do trades?
Only if you have a substantial following and, therefore, are good for brand awareness. Oh yeah and you have to ACTUALLY POST THE ART I DO FOR YOU

What is your gender?
The better one.

Can I talk to you?
You fucking better.

Can I touch you?
Firm handshakes are encouraged.

Can I buy you drinks?
Sadly no, it might actually kill me according to the massive amount of directions I was given with this new medication!

Can I give you stuff?
Sure, preferably drugs, rare comics, or overly sexual anime figurines.

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Snuggling is gay.

Are you nice?
The nicest.

Will you be going to parties?
If drugs are involved.

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
"I've read all of your comics! [Blank] is my favorite character!"

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc?
Sure, but if you do anything at all to hinder my plans: YOU'RE OUT! Don't be late, don't be picky, don't be rude, and don't have dietary needs.

Can I look in your sketchbook?
You fucking better.

Can I draw in your sketchbook?
Sure, just ask first.

Can I take your picture?
You fucking better.

Do you do commissions?
I'll have some badge and sketchbook slots open. They go quick!

What's your goal(s) for the con this year?
Make  talenshi look really good because she goddamn deserves it.

See you there you goddamn monsters.

-Bone

So this year has REALLY taken off and Anthrocon kind of made that point to me. Badges/sketchbooks filled up in fifteen minutes. Fox McCloud prints sold out TWICE. I stopped accepting commission work altogether due to a huge increase in interest and a growing backlog of work (more on that later). The vitriolically titled "popufurs" started to notice me in large numbers, the furry comic publishers are circling, and the constant social media feedback is a beautiful and ever-tempting distraction. What the heck did I do right all of a sudden? I blame the boyfriend (one year anniversary tomorrow!).

The above is, essentially, my way of saying "thank you for an absolutely wonderful Anthrocon". This was my ninth AC, in a row no less, and it couldn't have gone better. My crew expanded with two new members (the MRE chomping  gunrapt0r and plushie making Annie Linn, who's working on getting that FA!) who passed all my tests (that I secretly use to gauge whether people are worth having around) with flying colors! People who stopped by my table were of a consistently high-caliber, even blockading me from my arch-nemeses: the Chihuahua Men. Such bravery in the face of absolute evil is commendable. I don't even know how to follow that up, if you saw me at AC leave a comment; I read all of them and respond to the ones that I manage to conjure a readable response to.

Such a sharp increase in eyeball and people traffic has led me to *quite* the workload. I think most people find that kind of thing intimidating but I'm, honest to Furry-Lion-Jesus, excited! Every idea is a good one and, from what I've gathered of my current clientele, you lot are a patient and engaged bunch. I've finally sifted through all the post-convention messages (at least I hope!) and have things in relative order. I'll be spending this month catching up on last month's Patreon rewards, comic pages, and getting things squared away so I can go into Full Commission Burn in August and September. As always if you have questions or I've managed to overlook something do NOT be afraid to message me, I'll answer intelligibly.

Thanks again for a reading my comics and saying hi at cons. You're too good to me, but please be even better so that I can become rich on Furry-Money.

-Bone

All the information you need and some you probably don't!

Where are you staying?
AirBnB, my crew's usual.

What day are you getting there?
Thursday! Ladies in tow.

How are you traveling?
Big Red of course!

Who will you be rooming with?
 gunrapt0r,  kazekoe,  shadow-of-nights, and  talenshi

How is the best way to find you?
Dealer's Den tables E02 and E03!

Are there any panels you might be attending?
Not this year, though I will be running some next year.

What do you look like?
I'm fucking beautiful, look for the pink tie and shades.

Will you be suiting?
Not yet! Bone suit may be a thing if Patreon/business continues to grow.

Do you do free art?
For free money.

Do you do trades?
Only if you have a substantial following and, therefore, are good for brand awareness. Oh yeah and you have to ACTUALLY POST THE ART I DO FOR YOU

What is your gender?
The better one.

Can I talk to you?
You fucking better.

Can I touch you?
I shake hands like a man should and hug people who aren't sweaty.

How can I find you?
I think this was already listed but Dealer's Den E02 and E03!

Can I buy you drinks?
Sadly no, it might actually kill me according to the massive amount of directions I was given with this new medication!

Can I give you stuff?
Sure, preferably drugs or weird comics.

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
If you "snuggle" me I'll break your nose but a solid hug is always welcome.

Are you nice?
I am extremely charming.

Will you be going to parties?
If it's a good one!

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
"Bone you truly are the world's greatest furry artist, here is a bar of [insert precious metal]."

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc?
Sure, but if you do anything at all to hinder my plans: YOU'RE OUT! Don't be late, don't be picky, don't be rude, and don't have dietary needs.

Can I look in your sketchbook?
You fucking better.

Can I draw in your sketchbook?
Sure, just ask first.

Can I take your picture?
You fucking better.

Do you do commissions?
Someone already bought half of my sketchbook slots for the con so I'll have three sketchbook/badge slots at the con and will only accept larger, long term illustration commissions from people who are willing to wait a very long time. My schedule has filled up at an unprecedented rate this year and some people have been waiting a very long time. They will be getting some of the best work I've ever done out of it though!

What's your goal(s) for the con this year?
I have two goals this year and they're both business related. If you're a furry publisher: hit me up for stuff; I never miss deadlines and I never cause drama. Also I can draw better.

See you there you filthy animals.

-Bone