Grandparent Passing
Trying to be an artist digitally and an entertainer is a matter that's hanging like the hat I'm still wearing. You go out of hackneyed rote machinations, only to the moments that you don't with new patterns of blender. That it's all that it's got, after all the technical bravery of trying to not.
For entertainment! Ha ha. Professional servitude for the masses, as I draw it, then it goes out and in again. Always a demand for service and product, stuck in the system.
Well, there is another shot though, another round. One that is made without making money which that metric and still putting off with humblebrags that I feel meh about. I zone out with the mediocre slop that lays towards the waste of my eyes, I suppose to this still a good opportunity to celebrate.
Don't want to think of the other metrics while I happen to self-express at this sliver of privilege that I have. I don't have to produce unremarkable, forgettable slop that will be swallowed by the algorithm.