a thin film of life

Some days it doesn't seem worth it to stand up for things. I keep wondering if I'm picking the wrong battles (speaking out against a book that makes enslavement of women sexy, debating the politics of fantasy, etc) and if I may be wrong in my convictions.

It just doesn't matter. I need to learn to keep my big mouth fucking shut. No wonder I'm such a goddamn introvert. I hate everything.

Six more speedpaintings, with related extreme texture abuse.


Being filled with furious anger sucks.


No clue.



Misha, standing around, with more texture abuse



Rainforest. I kinda like this. No ref...



From ref, supposedly grasslands but it looks more like tundra or something to me.



Wise woman. Based on this woman I see often on the bus who looks like she's come out of a Brian Froud painting.