So, I currently don't have much spoons to post or even create art atm, since last weekend my mom finally passed away. Peacefully, in her sleep, because the whole nerve-wracking dance with death she got done last year, recuperated, making everyone at the nursing home believe in miracles and then, half a year later, decided "eh, maybe not" without any warning whatsoever. Which is pretty much on-brand for her. I joke, but it has not been a good week. Also, I know my mom would appreciate me finding humour in it. She couldn't complain either, not just bc being dead, but bc she raised me like this. She was pretty amazing, all in all. I think I got my interest in art from her. She also inadvertently introduced me to pulp fantasy and sci-fi as a kid early on, bc her hidden stashes of these books weren't as hidden as she thought they'd be. I still turned out mostly fine, I think. But it probably did colour my perception of these genres until today. Not complaining, mind you, just saying. I think most of what I learned about kindness, empathy and art I got from my parents. And it leaves me with a sort of hollow feeling of emptiness to now know they're both gone and I am officially without any family left. Also, losing someone dear apparently is not enough in the eyes of this fucking state, bc they make sure you really hurt with the fuckton of logistics and bureaucratic processes they come at you with. This is draining my batteries fast. I will be more active again and post some art. But it might take some time.