inieau : haitus: part time clown : had no idea they’d ever return to this site : often forgets what they’ve shared, so chances are you’ve seen the same post three different times from here- ⚥ : ♑ :
Sorry for the lack of activity, but I promise I'll have a lot more to share moving forward. One thing that I'm excited to announce is a small flapjack inspired animation project about a ditsy mermaid. I'll try to take the time to make little comics featuring the characters, so I have some stuff to post along the way.
eye-opening tumblr post for me included the words "people are meant to be burdens" as in humans rely on and support one another and it's not a bother it's our purpose; to love and be loved in return. so if you ever think you're being annoying just remember we were made to love and it's going to be okay
Two networked machines, one infected with a virus, slowly infects the other through the interface of classic romantic poetry.
A breakdown in the relationship was inevitable once the virus had seeped into the memory of one machine and then into the other through a singular network cable affecting the poetic text files. Communication between the two deteriorated, leading to irrational & at times odd behaviour. Each machine reacted with equal confusion and conflict. The interface text became an illegible poetic mutation of itself.