#ive joked abt this before but i am for real going to start printing out my art and taping it to light poles in my city

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BYE I GUESS

yea so i won't be posting any new art to this site bc of this shit obviously i marked my blog(s) as not fair game but they had already transferred ALL info to midjourney before we got the chance to "opt out" so its only for show. they are not going to sift thru their whole data set to fish out what ppl dont want used. these people are in no way ethical.

i'm considering starting an opt-in art blog with only glazed/shaded posts but at this point i'd rather tumblr just die, badly.

ive been a tumblr user for like 13 years, ive weathered so much bullshit bc i love to look at images on the internet. i kept posting art here when no one cared anymore bc i genuinely loved this site. i hope the other long-time users who somehow arent on the "AI hype train" will also pull their work & effort. this is so insulting and evil and shady. I SHOULD HAVE, BUT SOMEHOW I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING

ANYWAY i have been already using cohost so if you care about seeing my drawings you can follow me there ^_^ and i know i always post about patreon but i'll keep posting all my art there (for the time being.....i bet they are getting offered huge piles of money by midjourney as well. GLAZE YOUR WORK YOU ARE NOT SAFE)

#ive joked abt this before but i am for real going to start printing out my art and taping it to light poles in my city #i hope every exec that sold our work explodes forever with hammers and such etc etc #i actually hope they get gruesomely tortured by the most fucked up jojo's villains #welded together and boiled alive and also sent to the hellraiser dimension for all eternity

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every time i go to print a new shirt theres a few feelings. the first feeling is annoyance and lots of fretting over the art part of it. im rly precious abt what a drawing for a shirt should look like most of the time so i will redraw the same idea like 40 times until it feels charming. then i gotta print transparencies which is always a pain in the ass especially since i do big ass shirts thats like such an annoying process gotta do math gotta split the art up into chunks gotta do color separations. then i get excited cause im like yes this is gonna be such a cool shirt. then i get annoyed again bc i have to reset like 4 to 20 screens for my dumb shirt. then i get rly worried im gonna print super badly and waste a bunch of expensive blanks cause like the shirts and hoodies i print on cost like at least 7 or 8 bucks some of the hoodies i have rn are like 30 bucks wholesale. they would cost u like 80 dollars to buy them Not wholesale. so like thats a decent amt of pressure. then i start printing and its like 4 hours of like doing a print then standing there while i wait for ink to cure under the heat. then printing. then waiting. its a lot of waiting. waiting for office stores to open so i can buy ink for my printer then waiting for my time in the studio then waiting for screens to dry then coating them then waiting for them to dry then washing them out then waiting for them to dry then printing then waiting for the ink to dry. but after like a week i have a bunch of shirts, most of which i will never see again after i mail them out. so the final stage is sort of waiting indefinitely for somebody who has one of the shirts i made to @ me on somewhere and be like shirt by bloodsad and then im like Yes. anyway im just sitting in the studio rn bc my legs hurt and ive been here for like 9 hours and i was here like 9 hours 2 days ago and then yesterday i was also here cleaning stuff and 3 days ago i was here for about 9 hours and the day before that too and it all sort of blends together and a lot of it is me sitting in a chair at 3 am when my legs hurt. this is what a job is but i guess because most of it is spent like alone it doesnt feel like real. i often feel like its going to go away soon or like im doing something illegal even though it wont and im not. a lot of last year i kept standing on the street corner at like 4 am by myself smoking looking at the asphalt and thinking “how much of my time in portland will i remember as just times when i was not at the studio, preparing to go to the studio, and then how much of the time will i remember as me being at the studio, thinking about how soon i will no longer be at the studio, i will be somewhere else, somewhere not in portland?” its weird when u think that u will not be in the place youve been in a year repeatedly for a year soon and then that turns into two years and then you realize that probably u will continue to be in that place indefinitely. i see older people who are in portland and i think about how many of them live here intentionally or just forgot they were supposed to move somewhere else. i think about if thats just the state of living for everybody or if its a factor of my age or being a zoomer or whatever. but idk i guess im printing shirts. no joke or point to this post

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