#all about the artist

[bluu3berry]

meet the creator!!

Small info dump abt me!!!!

sokethin I put together for FUNSIE!!!!

Don't repost my art without creds or perms!

@borisboring @anon-coke @scramble-eg @skellavelav @spookuzm @thelunarsystemwrites @the-second-reason @ruelin024 @superbfirnacho

Neos plus funfacts under cut!

I have DPDR, meaning I feel as I myself, and my environment are unreal and dream like in a daily basis!

I am alterhuman! And other hearted!

I live in america!!

I love NEOs and their flags, it makes me happy to see them!!

I actually really wanna write more o.o

!! Enjoy your rest friend :333

[spideyskrunkly]

Hello !

User @spideyskrunkly (main) and/or @playcraze (alternative) here ! I probably should have done this a long time ago, but here are some things about my acc !

What about me ?

I use any pronouns

I'm a young adult !! (18)

I am mixed Latin Afro American (🇸🇻) so if you see my hands, don't ask, this happened before (plus my Spanish isn't the best since my first language is English, so if I say anything wrong lmk please !)

I am a traditional artist (practicing digital)

I do not do DMs but comments and reblogs are perfectly fine !

I'm bisexual/agender !

I put tws or anything if I believe what I'm gonna post is sensitive ! (And I mostly draw suggestive stuff for laughs and giggles. No nsfw art tho !)

I happen to be autistic !

Full on accident prone here 🥲🥲🥲

Do I have alternative accounts outside of Tumblr ? Yes I do !

Instagram - 1rt_ba3

Ao3 - Greenberry_Spice

What I love:

You guys ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Drawing, making little skits or comics

Spicy food

Mint ice cream

Many different aesthetics

Large graphic t-shirts

Halloween

Winter

Sex jokes (please don't make any towards me though ! )

Dark humor

Talking ! I'm trying to get out of my introvert phase 😌✌️

Black, green and red

Cartoons, sometimes anime

Snacks

Cats

Brent Faiyaz or any R&B music

What I dislike:

Jalapeños (don't ask 😑)

Loud unnecessary noises

Homework 😮‍💨

Weirdos in a bad way (I'm a weirdo but I have limits)

Running out of paper

Hot weather

Dogs (I don't hate them, I'm just not a fan

Getting yelled at

Am I in fandoms ? Yes I am !

Criminal Case (Preferably Season 1)

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Spiderverse

Bojack Horseman

Breaking Bad

The Walking Dead Game

The Owl House

Morel Orel

The Stanley Parable

Bungou Stray Dogs

Bob's Burgers

Arcane (Kinda)

Sk8 The Infinity

Super Mario (Kinda)

Spy x Family

Saga (Comics)

Kotaro Lives Alone

Any artist fandoms cus they're so fun

Millionaire Detective

Saw

DNI (You will be blocked or asked to leave):

Homophobia (unless it's a joke), Racism, Misogyny, anti-religon or against anyone's religion, proshippers, T*RFs

P3d0philes, M@Ps, Dr3@msexuals, Z×0sexuals or creepy people in general

If you're here to talk shit or harass me or anyone that interacts with this acc

Are gonna use slurs idc if you're this that allowed to say whatever word, we don't do that here (replace with either a lighter swear or buddy if you do)

Pro C//a (She-ra)

Pro St//tz (Helluva Boss)

Pro Ra//ri (RatLD)

Attack me if I don't even fw you or if I'm not familiar of you

Just gonna be an asshole in general

Choose to sexualize me (I'll warn you once but then I won't be as nice if you keep going)

I might update this, but this is all I could think of. I hope you all enjoy your time here !

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

[holdoncallfailed]

marina abramović for GQ germany

[doyouknowthisdragartist]

"what's the appeal of drag kings" because women are my favorite guy next question

[sanctus-ingenium]

catch

[stargirl230]

thanks for the light

I was just trying to figure out how procreate works but then the op brainworms got to me and 35 hours later here we are! can you tell I miss home-cooked meals :')

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[cozylittleartblog]

"content creator" is a corporate word.

we are artists.

[caemidraws]

[Swan Song Dream 1/2]

[theartofmadeline]

yes i'm still thinking about the botw champions in 2024

[excali8ur]

When you meet your past lives but they're all ignoring you and freaking out over this one guy?

I've seen a few versions of this floating around with the different Leos and I wanted to have a go at doing one for Mikey. They're all collectively realising what a bus sized bullet they dodged by not ending up as messed up as Ronin

[ghostsberry]

demoman!!

[tapakah0]

Animation based on this gorgeous animatic that I kept rewatching for 2 months (and finally gave up) made by @wolfythewitch

[hmura-hmara]

Something about Luke being the spitting image of his father

[barghest-land]

first 10 days of jurassic june! i'm slow with it but still going ;__;

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.