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I always have to start the New Years with this picture.

not only have tiktok and instagram given everyone who makes art Content Machine disease, but the contentification of the process of making art itself (artists posting hyper-stylized tiktoks & reels about the process of making art, forced jokes about being an artist, and “lifestyle” tips on how to #selfcare (with the express purpose of not burning out so you can continue to make more Content) because that’s what the algorithm forces them to do in order to get any eyes on their actual artwork) makes me want to pull my hair out & scream & stab someone. something something the cannibalizing of the tail of the snake by the snake, squared. EVIL

people who say “I block for spam liking” like damn sorry that you hate joy. Every time someone goes through and likes 3829278 posts on my blog I’m filled with a love and power that you will never know and I pity you

I block people who block for spam liking. I simply do not want that energy near my spam liking ass