Hadalis

Funny thing happened today - I saw one of my works in someone else's gallery. It was one that used to be here, but, as people who know me know, I often take pictures down and repost them later - so this was just something that has been floating around out there for a while. Some of my old friends here might remember it - a painting I did three or more decades ago, depicting two women in bikinis and wearing diving gear, engaged in an underwater tussle. Hot stuff! Anyway, long story short, I asked what what the deal was, and the guy immediately apologised, and volunteered to delete the picture. He also said how much he liked it. I immediately recognised this fellow as a good egg who had not meant to commit any wrongdoing. It was just something that he found, and that he wanted to share. So I just want to thank him, and all the other people on here who are good eggs. 99% of comments and engagements on this site are super-civilized, and, as an old-timer, that warms the heart

Howdy, all y'all bubbas and bubbettes. I'll make this brief, as much as possible for an old windbag. I'm leaving DeviantArt. Sorta. I'm not shutting down the account. I'm just not going to post, unless it's a birthday card. The two months I took off were the best months of the past four years. It felt like I was getting something done. Since then, though, I've lost myself again. I see what the problem is. I'm so bored, listless, uninspired, and often hopeless that I just doomscroll all day. A waste of time for someone who doesn't have as much time to waste as he did 40 years ago. I know what I could blame for all this, but that's a copout. I don't come from a family of blamers. I come from a family of fixers. My parents and grandparents fixed a problem as soon as they spotted it, and they believed if they spotted a problem they were responsible to fix it (if they could). By the time everyone else finished casting blame and yelling, one of the four had the problem fixed and was