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Hi, I’m Catie! Welcome to my art blog. I’m a freelance illustrator and 3D artist, although I’m only just now getting back into the latter. I’ve really missed it!

I can also be found on twitter! 

I have a patreon, where I’m regularly posting WIPs, sketches, and process breakdowns for finished illustrations! I currently only have the one tier, but I hope to add more tiers once I can offer more exclusive perks. I deeply appreciate any support you would like to give me!

 I also have a ko-fi for tips!

I also have a Redbubble store! There’s an assortment of things in there with my art on them, which you can adopt and give a loving home to, if you’d like.

Commissions are currently closed! I need some time to get caught up on my queue. I’ll make a post to announce when they’re open again!

one more thing: I like answering asks! I think it’s really fun. I also reblog stuff now and then. That’s the full Catie’s Art Blog Experience. But if you want to only see my artwork without having to scroll past the asks and other kinds of posts, please click the tag #my art!

arcane spoilers for season 2 ep 7 below the cut:

another Arcane-adjacent thought— I’d take a screenshot or two of when this happens, but I’m in the groceries store— but I always notice and am kinda bothered by it whenever a character who’s established as having grown up and lived in desperate poverty throws partially-eaten food away. Jinx and Vi both have scenes where they take a couple bites out of a piece of fruit and then toss it right on the ground, and I wanted to say “they wouldn’t DO that!!” out loud at the television like a dad watching football

I skip the Arcane intro every time with the lightning twitch reflexes of a speedrunner skipping a cutscene and yet— and YET. That song is still stuck in my head a day later. Against my will I am Imagining Dragons

Arcane is a show that clearly LOVES being a video game tv show and it never feels like it’s trying to make you forget that it’s a video game tv show, and, honestly, thank god

me at the start of Arcane Season 2: GOD this rancid little hairless chihuahua cyborg mobster guy needs at LEAST 50% more screentime

me at Season 2 episode 2: YEAAHHHHH WOOO

in the mornings when I don’t have to leave for work, after I give the cat breakfast and go back to bed, she comes and curls up on me for a nap. What a special gift, a small thing but the best thing in the world: this little animal choosing to settle her warm, soft weight on me for a while.

There was a grassroots-organized “No Kings On President’s Day” protest in Boston last Monday, and I’ve been meaning to post pictures I took of my favorite signs! Here they are:

and the one I made, which tore in the intense winds as soon as I unrolled it, which led to me running down a side street, borrowing a stapler from the nice girl at the Planet Fitness front counter, and doing some emergency poster surgery before running back to the crowd. Picture is pre-injury:

Will these protests have any sort of meaningful political impact? I hope so, but more important to me is the psychological effect on the average person— normal people showing up to protest, and more normal people passing by and seeing the marches and crowds, hearing the chants, seeing the handmade signs. Most Americans live so much of our political lives in isolation, doomscrolling on social media and Posting, and I know that when I scroll and post too much for too long, I feel shriveled and hopeless. Being out in the freezing cold in the midst of a shouting, marching crowd feels electrifying and hopeful, and very human and powerful.

I think the cars in Disney’s Cars universe not only “eat” gasoline (I can’t recall a refueling scene in any Cars movie because I’ve only ever seen Cars 2 and that was years ago, but like, I’m assuming this must be canon), but also likely supplement their diet by filter-feeding insects through their front grills

somebody reblogged that post that goes “Those Who Walk Away From Omelas But Come Back To Omelas With Guns And Samurai Swords And Rescue The Kid In A High-Octane Action Extravaganza” and added “by nk jemisin”, and the notes have become a ball pit of people dumping on nk jemisin. I haven’t read her work yet but I do love to be an unserious little hater, so I want to say that the “The City We Became” has always sounded to me like just Grown-Up Hetalia but for NYC