one of my favourite things about being a traditional artist/craftsperson is that i have the power in my hands to like, use these skills ive spent years honing to just make fuckin garbage. yknow when you see gorgeous perfected oil paintings of shit like, the last supper but everyone’s eating ramen? that s me. hell yes i’ll spend 10+ hours knitting a scarf for my friend’s chickens. Cross stitch of inside jokes. One of my favourite pieces I’ve ever done was 8 hours of hand-cut paper work that just says “this is fragile”. im an idiot and i use my skills for stupid shit. fuck you