Evidently I drew a lot of Shaidz being distraught somehow this year. This stuff has more to do with my relationship with art and social media than it does with my overall mental state. I often draw this stuff well after the feelings motivating it has passed. This has also actually been a reasonably good year for me, so it’s weird to look back and see how much I’ve tortured my poor boy here.
I’ll post a more coherent art summary maybe probably possibly in a bit.














