#im blaming tumblr for forgetting this beautiful art piece

[smoluglies]

Hello! I first wanna lyk your art is beautiful!

I wanna ask for some advice. I got into art recently in my life, but am hesitating posting online like on a public account or on tumblr. A lot of my art i plan on using for a comic series and, hopefully later in my life, for a show. I am also a dummy who doesnt have my signature on my art. Im afraid of the possibilities of people or companies stealing my art, is there any way i can avoid this from happening?

My art is extremely personal, with the love of my life being my muse and our relationship always being my inspiration. It would probably break me if my art was stolen.

I notice that you sell your art. Does this make it easier to make sure it isnt stolen? Have people or companies ever used your prints/art?

I am debating if i should do the same. But is it normal to sell prints of art i would eventually use for a comic and show, especially if it'd happen years from now?

Hi! I’m not sure if I’m the right person to give advice on this subject as I don’t have that much experience in selling art but I’ll try to give my perspective on this. However, please take my advice with a grain of salt and be sure to do some additional research on this matter :)

I think that there is nothing that can truly protect your art from being stolen, especially if you’re a popular artist. That being said, I don’t think this should stop you from posting your art and sharing it with the world, as I think the positives outweigh the negative aspects of sharing your art and being part of the art community. Some things I would do to help prevent your art from being stolen and sold by others is:

use a watermark on your image, or at least a signature - that way if people stumble upon your art they will know what to search for to find the artist (but this is something I keep forgetting to do as well so I don’t blame you for not doing it 😭)

post low res images or scans of your art - I think most social media platforms already downgrade the quality of your images, but it’s better to be safe than sorry - so instead of posting a high-resolution image on your blog/site add a lower-quality version - this doesn’t stop anyone from stealing your art but perhaps it lowers the risks because nobody would want to purchase pixelated prints, right?

Selling your art as prints or merch won’t guarantee that someone might steal it and also sell it, but I guess if someone likes your art and wants to purchase it your shop would be the first place they would go to.. if that makes sense 😅 especially if you add your name / username on your art piece cause then it would be easier for them to find your shop. And I think it’s okay to include your art in comics, zines or artbooks etc in the future, even if it’s in a few years from now. And, no, I have never come across anyone making a profit from my art without my permission.

Sharing your art online does come with risk but I think at the end of the day it’s a wonderful thing to do because you can connect with others through it - your art can resonate with someone or evoke certain emotions in them and I think that that’s fascinating and beautiful 🥰 but if sharing something deeply personal would make you anxious or vulnerable then you can treasure that piece of art and keep it private. Like you can do both, you know? You can post some art pieces and leave the rest hidden from the world and have them available only for you and your significant other <3 If you decide to post your art here on tumblr be sure to let me know so I can check it out! 💖

[hadiden-lavellan]

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[m01ogna]

regret//why i shouldnt stay up late

I dont really ever get emotional about you anymore, ive made myself so numb to the thought of you being gone, i honestly forget sometimes. But, when it does come back to me, it hits me like a ton of bricks. August 25th, 2017, will mark 3 years and its crazy how the memory of you feels like its a mix of a million years ago and last week. i know that doesnt make any sense, but when the person that was your whole world isnt there anymore, nothing really makes sense.

I havent spoken to you in a while, and it doesnt make sense as to why im writing this note here; i guess its bc tumblr was like our thing. tumblr is where we kinda learned about each other. so anyways, here i go.

Dear Rob,

idk if an after life is real, if reincarnation is real, or if you could ever “watch over me”, but im going to assume none of it is possible. over the past couple of years my life has gone through such a whirl wind. i was severely depressed for over a year bc of the loss of you. i have so many conspiracy theories about the day you passed, its honestly probably ridiculous. whenever i think about that day, i always think about what if i wasnt working that day, what if i called you earlier, etc. all of these what if’s flood my mind. a part of me always feels like i couldve saved your life, somehow. honestly i blamed myself for so long for not doing something, but then again it wasnt like this was planned. im glad our last conversation was as pure as ever. but, that conversation is what broke my heart the most. your memory was shit and if anyone else is reading this and want to know, our last conversation was about our life together. our future house, jobs, dogs, goals and aspirations and being together. im glad that i got to tell you how much i love you, the last time i saw you. you had one of the most beautiful souls i have ever come across in my life. i could never thank you enough for saving me from being an idiot and for giving me a purpose. thank you for forcing me to be myself always, put myself first, and for molding me into the person i am now (3 years after the fact). honestly, the past 2 aprils have been lowkey hard for me. april was when everything started with us and i think about you even more then. so many little things remind me of you, but i just keep it to myself. you were my first true best friend and i dont really know how you dealt with me as much as you did. after you were gone i was so fucking upset, that i stopped feeling literally any feeling. i was self medicating, i guess is a way to describe what happened(?), just to feel something and get my mind off of you and how upset i was. for a while, i wished our pregnancy scare wasnt just a scare; ive never admitted that to anyone before. i wanted more. i wanted you. i wanted something. some piece of you. i mean yeah im glad now that i wasnt 17 and pregnant, but i was being irrational in general then so its not surprising that i was thinking those things.

my life is so different now, its hard to believe. im not going to school to come home and lay in bed, sleeping from 4pm to 8am everyday anymore. i graduated community college, got my associates in art, and now im going to school to be a rec therapist. i thought growing up without you would be horrifying, and for a while it was. i lost my way, was making mistakes left and right, hurt innocent peoples feelings just so i could feel something. i finally applied what you taught me about myself and others. i have a new boyfriend, well not so new, like a year and a half new, but new to you. his name is Jimmy, and he saved me. you would like him a lot. he let me just like explode when i met him, he wasnt an asshole; just after me to get some. it was the first time since you left that i didnt feel literal trash. i cant even explain how much hes done for me and how fucking thankful i am for his existence and tolerance of me. i dont think he knows how much he holds me together. because really, without him i dont want to know what stupid things i would be doing, or how much shit id feel like. sometimes he really reminds me of you and it makes me so excited, and not to be like so focused on you all the time, but like in my head its cool to think that im like hanging out with a piece of you when that happens. idk i dont think hed want to read that, but at the same time he knows how much you mean to me.

i feel like i should wrap this up. so thanks for reading. i miss you so fucking much, boobie and of course, i love you forever.

love, meow mix

sorry to anyone who follows me reading this// clogging your dash with a fucking essay.

@doomsdayvillain