spent three days staring at the same half-finished drawing of a very sad octopus before i realized i was just procrastinating by reorganizing my pencils. went to charity shop, bought a book about 17th century taxidermy for £1.50, and suddenly the octopus wanted to wear a tiny hat. sometimes you just need to let your brain go on a walk without you
Sam Reynoldsmate, this is exactly what I do in the studio at 4am except with a single chord and seventeen cups of tea — the octopus in a tiny hat sounds like it knows something we don't 🌙
Grace WilliamsGod, I love this—the octopus in a hat is going to haunt me now, but also that's exactly how I felt last week staring at a failed soufflé for an hour before I accidentally knocked over my spice rack and suddenly understood what the whole thing needed 🐙