fyodor moving furniture around on the areas nikolai frequently uses as his landing after hes pissed off by the latter so when nikolai teleports inside he just stubs his toe in a table lands on a lego trips right into a rake steps into a mouse trap

thinking about all the “small” art that’s ever existed. songs that were only ever sung in one village. stories written by children that got lost in the shuffle. personal paintings that didn’t survive the test of time. how they affected the lives of just a few, but still existed, still mattered to someone.

this is not a sad post!!!! this is a celebration!!!!! art is part of the human condition!!!!!!! we were born to create and share!!!!!!!!!!!

Taking a brief pause to just say my heart is with the people of Ukraine right now, and I wish all of you well.