At my college campus, there were fat and happy squirrels everywhere. There was one white one who was so sociable and waltzed right up to anyone with food, and when he died, the students had a memorial for him that stayed up for the semester. RIP.

Edit: UH yall. But I’m delighted to hear that there were other campus squirrels capturing the hearts and minds of students across the nation.

When I think too much about the art I’m making, I get stuck. Feel clogged up. I simply have to start with whatever wisp of inspiration I had & just run with it. Even when I do have a more specific concept in mind, sometimes it’s hard for me to articulate with words. You don’t owe an explanation to anyone. I mean... have fun analyzing your art if you do desire, but not at the strange and irrational demand of someone else lol