Raine Works Here

I think a lot of modern internet art culture is beneath me (because it's beneath all of us). Popularity >>> Skill/Quality/Sincerity over everything. Many of the most popular internet artists are simply the luckiest. I don't take it personally. However, I do think anybody who says contrary to this is either 1) intentionally malicious and lying 2) extremely stupid and refusing to think 3) genuinely naive and yet to learn.

My current job is not something I want to do for a long time, but it keeps me fed. I haven't stopped following my dreams or aspirations, but they're not at the forefront of my life the way I had once hoped they'd be. I don't see that as a personal failing, it's just the way the world works. I'm not terminally online enough anymore to care about basically anything that people who only develop culture around their time on the internet do. The real world is like, vast and complex. It's not that we can't solve every problem that we come across, it's that nobody wants to listen to the people with answers. After a certain point, that is entirely on them, how anything goes.

If you're following me for my art, thank you. I appreciate it.

You should like, consider following me on bsky or instagram. I'm about just as active over there as I am here, but if I get the time and energy to finish more projects for myself then maybe I'll post them there, who knows.

I don't care about fandom stuff most of the time. I think there's something uniquely wrong with people who hyper fixate on fandom things. It's cool to like what you like, but I feel like many genuine original, non-derivative artists (like myself) get snubbed a lot in favor of a malicious dopamine machine. And like I said earlier, like, that's a choice we as a collective continue to keep making and perpetuating. I can't take it personally, unless I personally know you, and have been personally effected by your inability to digest non-derivative creativity.

'Nother rant for the books lads. Have a nice day. Maybe I'll see you around.

🙇🏾 I'm still around, just busy. Hopefully will be able to post some things and update stuff, but I'm not pressed about it. I'm back on the 9-5 grind 😑 and while I definitely don't hate my job, it's pretty hard to do what i want after work bc of how much energy i put to work (which isn't a bad thing! but like man.)

Thanks for sticking around. 🤔 Social media and I don't normally get along but i think this year I may continue attempting to figure it out.

updated my pinned post over on my bluesky. This is a temporary thing before I remake my meet the artist for the new year.

Anyway, here's my unbridled rage that I've withheld from bluesky, which is really only viable for tumblr.

One of the think pieces I saw in response to this was that black artists should be writing more black protagonists and I kind of agree. It reminds me of a darker time. Someone once called me "entitled" behind a litany of disagreements about how things should work. They want to posture as an advocate for social justice and transformation, but they can't understand the depth of these things, and they won't humble themselves to learn the limits of their own understanding. They're posers and frauds, quite frankly, and I'm bordering on being sick of having known them and being sick of the fact that I can't get in their faces and return to them all of the disrespect they've levied against me. The only reason they're safe from me is because I made a point never to engage with them after all the dysfunction they tricked me into participating in. It's my own fault for trusting them with anything, but still. I'm not saying every black person is an enlightened critical thinker, but when the few of us who are actually curious and insightful crop up, poser non-black lefties (especially if they're white) turn everything into a fucking hassle. Comfortable people are the enemy of progress.

Just a heads up!

what if the characters of TADC aren't actually people who got isekai'd /trapped into the virtual world? What if they're actually just- whole copies of real life people's brains that got uploaded and live on as artificial intelligence? What if we're watching a drawn out simulation where their human counterparts are still alive and well on the other side? What if all of this was for nothing?