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hmm. i finally feel like my art is kind of settling into a kind of coherent "style." i think its because of stagnation more than wanting to stay here. i've been doing simple color palettes and hard edges for so long but i dont know how to experiment past these. maybe i need to learn to paint

people don't understand that edgeworth isn't, like, THAT stuffy, he's just some weird autistic gay guy. literally every man i know that enjoys obsolete old people clothes is a weird guy on the spectrum. like come on. guy that talks like a thesaurus sometimes and talks flatly or bluntly the rest of the time? he's not putting on airs. he's not even putting on a neurotypical mask. get real