iamjosh
@blamejosh.bsky.social
artist (painter/illustrator/masks/sfx/design). He/him/they
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iamjosh
@blamejosh.bsky.social
· Apr 26
Fake Doctor, snorting big rip of prescription cocaine: ur bones are hainted.
Patient: haunted?
FD: y-yees. Obviously. And as the leading professional, I know to stress the bones to expel the foul spirits.
Patient, snorting big rip of prescription cocaine: sounds legitimate
FD: that’ll be $1000
Patient: haunted?
FD: y-yees. Obviously. And as the leading professional, I know to stress the bones to expel the foul spirits.
Patient, snorting big rip of prescription cocaine: sounds legitimate
FD: that’ll be $1000
Wife, trying to open a jar I was probably the last to close: Howthef***. doyouopen. this up??
Me: Just gotta Chubby Checker the sh*t outta it.
Wife, looking me dead in the eyes: You are such a dork
Me: The Twist- oh… thought you were gonna ask me… never mind. Yeah.
Me: Just gotta Chubby Checker the sh*t outta it.
Wife, looking me dead in the eyes: You are such a dork
Me: The Twist- oh… thought you were gonna ask me… never mind. Yeah.
September 17, 2025 at 3:17 PM
Wife, trying to open a jar I was probably the last to close: Howthef***. doyouopen. this up??
Me: Just gotta Chubby Checker the sh*t outta it.
Wife, looking me dead in the eyes: You are such a dork
Me: The Twist- oh… thought you were gonna ask me… never mind. Yeah.
Me: Just gotta Chubby Checker the sh*t outta it.
Wife, looking me dead in the eyes: You are such a dork
Me: The Twist- oh… thought you were gonna ask me… never mind. Yeah.
July 29, 2025 at 8:58 PM
If ya see this, post an image you saved because it made you laugh
June 23, 2025 at 10:58 PM
If ya see this, post an image you saved because it made you laugh
Me, sipping coffee:
daughter toddler, sprinting up w/ a handful of sand: HERES UR SUGAR FOR UR COFFEE DADDY!
Me, a beard full of sand, cup of sandy coffee: *pfft* thanks for the uhhhh… grit.
Her: NO IT SUGAR
Me, staring into my cup: are you sure?
Her: no, I’m Charlotte.
Me: yes. Of course.
daughter toddler, sprinting up w/ a handful of sand: HERES UR SUGAR FOR UR COFFEE DADDY!
Me, a beard full of sand, cup of sandy coffee: *pfft* thanks for the uhhhh… grit.
Her: NO IT SUGAR
Me, staring into my cup: are you sure?
Her: no, I’m Charlotte.
Me: yes. Of course.
April 29, 2025 at 10:12 PM
Me, sipping coffee:
daughter toddler, sprinting up w/ a handful of sand: HERES UR SUGAR FOR UR COFFEE DADDY!
Me, a beard full of sand, cup of sandy coffee: *pfft* thanks for the uhhhh… grit.
Her: NO IT SUGAR
Me, staring into my cup: are you sure?
Her: no, I’m Charlotte.
Me: yes. Of course.
daughter toddler, sprinting up w/ a handful of sand: HERES UR SUGAR FOR UR COFFEE DADDY!
Me, a beard full of sand, cup of sandy coffee: *pfft* thanks for the uhhhh… grit.
Her: NO IT SUGAR
Me, staring into my cup: are you sure?
Her: no, I’m Charlotte.
Me: yes. Of course.
Idk about growth but here’s how I’ve changed
2017 - 2024
2017 - 2024
April 13, 2025 at 4:14 PM
Idk about growth but here’s how I’ve changed
2017 - 2024
2017 - 2024
Fun little commission, “Nails of the Unnamed”
Curse illustration for a D&D campaign.
Curse illustration for a D&D campaign.
April 4, 2025 at 12:17 AM
Fun little commission, “Nails of the Unnamed”
Curse illustration for a D&D campaign.
Curse illustration for a D&D campaign.
Reposted by iamjosh
If you see this, post something toothy 🦷
December 15, 2024 at 11:52 PM
If you see this, post something toothy 🦷
December 8, 2024 at 3:02 AM
October 30, 2024 at 2:13 PM
See a monster? Post a monster.
October 27, 2024 at 1:01 AM
See a monster? Post a monster.
I promise to post new art soon — I just need to break out of this perfectionist loop. Perfection isn’t real. Everything has a stopping point. Now to convince myself of that.
October 22, 2024 at 3:04 AM
I promise to post new art soon — I just need to break out of this perfectionist loop. Perfection isn’t real. Everything has a stopping point. Now to convince myself of that.
Bluesky’s open, quote one art to promote yourself
October 18, 2024 at 10:32 PM
Bluesky’s open, quote one art to promote yourself