It's not very good, but you have to start somewhere.
Baby Swatcher, 2005: what if I drew someone turning into a cat but it was HORNY because she has TITTIES, so outré, so scandalous!
I don't think I can understate how afraid I was to post this, after having lurked on atrocity tourism sites and "cringe" type content aggregators for a couple of formative years. I was a pretty different person back then.
I was in my first or second year of uni when I joined FA after posting art on LiveJournal for a bit... Actually, come to think of it, Swatcher first started appearing in my first year university lecture doodles. I'd never felt as alienated in my life as I did that year.
It didn't dawn on me until just now that Swatcher and my clinical depression both appeared at roughly the same time. Or uh, maybe in my depressed state, I glommed on to what gave me joy, which was this funny little cartoon guy I enjoyed drawing over and over
Who would have thought that the little scamp would lead me on a 15 year journey and fill my life with honest and intimate friendships that have actually stood the test of time?
Anyway happy 2005.
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