This poem breaks me wide open. Feel free to add poems to the thread.
This poem breaks me wide open. Feel free to add poems to the thread.
Me:
Me:
Make bad art earnestly and joyfully. Pour your heart into poorly executed, derivative creations. And maybe it will end up “good” eventually or maybe it won’t, but either way you got to experience the magic of creating.
Make bad art earnestly and joyfully. Pour your heart into poorly executed, derivative creations. And maybe it will end up “good” eventually or maybe it won’t, but either way you got to experience the magic of creating.
a) I got this
b) well, fuck
c) wait that part was real good
d) wait no that part sucks
e) I am a god of this place
f) the fuck is this shit, who do I think I am, why am I here
g) oh man I just figured it all out
h) mistakes were made
I) existential dread
a) I got this
b) well, fuck
c) wait that part was real good
d) wait no that part sucks
e) I am a god of this place
f) the fuck is this shit, who do I think I am, why am I here
g) oh man I just figured it all out
h) mistakes were made
I) existential dread
Pessimist: the cup is half empty
Concept Artist: sure it’s *a* cup, but what makes it *our* cup? I-is not every cup an opportunity for cup-based visual worldbuilding? SO, I’VE COMPILED THIS MOODBOARD OF PRE-COLUMBIAN DRINKING VESSELS AND-
Pessimist: the cup is half empty
Cartoonist: i just drank out of the wrong cup
Pessimist: the cup is half empty
Cartoonist: hey does this read as a cup? like can you tell it’s supposed to be a cup?
Pessimist: the cup is half empty
Concept Artist: sure it’s *a* cup, but what makes it *our* cup? I-is not every cup an opportunity for cup-based visual worldbuilding? SO, I’VE COMPILED THIS MOODBOARD OF PRE-COLUMBIAN DRINKING VESSELS AND-
professor x: yes, i can read minds
me:
professor x: yes, i suppose the name alvin and the chipmunks alludes to he himself not being one
professor x: yes, i can read minds
me:
professor x: yes, i suppose the name alvin and the chipmunks alludes to he himself not being one