A More Realistic (But Not Quite!) Depiction of the Lovely Steve May...

 

Ink-Slinger & Guitar-God, Steve May.

A drawing I made of Steve based on this old photo as seen below:

Now I look very weird, indeed, as this photo is very, very old. Talk about creepy! But the thing is, you really do begin to appreciate another person's features when you draw them. Something I deeply enjoyed drawing here was Steve's legs and his shoulders and arms. I never go far enough to draw them in a semi-realistic or closer-to-real way. Either way, I'm enamoured with how majestic this pic is - so I really wanted to draw Steve with similar energy and maybe change it a little. Not much was changed, but I do notice that you see more beauty in people when you draw them as they are and try to make it legible. 

This isn't the first time I learnt this, though. I actually learnt this while drawing a nude picture of myself - where all my self-harm scars were visible alongside natural features like speckles of brown dots upon my skin, my stretchmarks, the creases in my skin where parts of my body move and all that. I don't know why I'm talking about this - humans are gorgeous creatures, I guess. When the world started to become ugly, drawing Steve reminded me that the world and all of us who live in it are beautiful. Or some bullshit like that. 

Anyways, love yourselves and others. You're all gorgeous, yeah? 

Capirinha and other various nothings

^^^ version with music

 

now for some WIGGLEHS... 

never take the bus...............................

aaaughhgghhgghghh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK OFF AM BUSY

psychosis

lol look of lurve

 it's a song title.  i couldn't stop hearing it in my head.

I mean... I guess I do look like this when talking about topics of things that make me happy. 

 

I can't sleep. Take this. 

memingos

 

autism and friendship

 December 27th of 2025 - Autism and Friendship, and However Else Today Went (and Whatever)

Above is a drawing depicting the events of Dec 27, 2025. Below this, I discuss how autism makes me miss my friends and think about them often. I get so emotional that I cry sometimes.

 Today when I went out, I saw many things that reminded me of my friend Steve May. Two notable things I saw were cheese and a striped tee on a mannequin in the window of a clothing shop. When I see things that remind me of my friends, I get fuzzy warmth in my chest or an aching sadness that feels like a crater in my chest. Oddly, today, it was both. I think about my friends a lot and tend to think to myself, "I should be telling my friends hello," but I don't if they seem 'really, really-ultra-omega cool' to me. I just go home and think about the specific friend over and over again - or call them if they're online. But I don't if that person is busy and has a life. But sometimes I might, but not, but might... but not. I ate free cracker samples, steak and guinness pie, taiyaki with custard in it, apple slices and drank my last strawberry punch Jack Daniel's beer. Oh, and a pepsi. And whatever else happened today. I watched some anime with my friend over at this awesome blog. She's pretty cool.

 

That's pretty much it other than me taking the dog out to poo.  Which also reminded me that Steve hates picking up doggy poo. I'm such an idiot sometimes it's laughable.

 

Peace for tonight. 

 

(EDIT: it's autism because I hyperfocus, but maybe it's also BPD because I get emotional and cry over my loved ones. Just know that I love you all nonetheless.) 

Late Christmas Post

 

Late Christmas Cult Figure Fanart Post

The Cult Figures out having a beer. Drawn crudely in my sketchbook because Christmas was lonely.

 

Christmas was not fun, I want to see the Cult Figures. But hey, at least I got cute boots and an outfit out of it. I felt like this all that entire day. Neurotypical stares were boring into me. I didn't have a lot of fun. More fun next year, I bet.

Jon and Lee as moe anime dudes

 

Exactly as the tin says:

Jonathan Hodgson, smiling. Probably flushed from having beer.

 Lee McFadden, flushed from laughing hard...

 (That happens to me a lot, too.)

  

Steve May is kawaii + befriending of Lee and Fraser

 I don't know either...

He just looked like, shy and cute. or something. I don't know what's wrong with me.

 Anyways, the entire month of December has been such hell for me that I honestly think God hates me or maybe I'm going insane. I keep losing friends and jobs and everything in between and I am not certain how much longer I can hold on. God is testing me because he hates me for not bringing peace to the world via my own sacrifice. Because of this, I went into psychosis last night. I drew Steve like a shy cartoon thing because Steve makes me happy. I think I have brain fungus... Needless to say, I ended up asleep and woke up to my phone service being off. Wow. Fucking amazing. Another piece of shit on top of the bullshit cake that is my miserable life. At least I drew Steve and that made me feel less like shit. He is one of the only good remaining things on this God-forsaken planet alongside Cult Figures and The Beano.

 

On other news, I befriended Lee McFadden (bassist of Cult Figures) on Facebook and now he has my moe anime style drawing of him as his profile pic. That and I also befriended Fraser, the vocalist - augh, all of them are so cool. I literally cried and wanted to puke out of glee and over-excitement.

 

I am hoping things get better. Until then, here is the end of my stupid post and Lee's FB layout:

 

 

i love them all so much it's killing me 

all my mind

Brain Spores.

 

 

I love my motivational brain spores (Walter the Softy, Julian Cope, Buster Bloodvessel, Steve May) 

 

Cult Figures Fanart

Facebook ruined the quality......

So here's my really awful fanart of Cult Figures...

I have nothing else to add... awks. (I love them all so bad I cried)