People know me as the one who drops the occasional F-π£.
The one who runs an art community that feels a little like a room full of lovable reprobates in
We even have a mail exchange called Sketchy Deliveries.
Itβs ridiculous. ππ
But hereβs what surprised meβ¦
Beneath all the sarcasm and laughter and outright sass, this community is quietly taking care of each other.
One member wanted so badly to keep learning but just couldnβt justify the monthly membership.
Another member noticed.
She anonomously paid for the other personβs membership.
No fanfare.
Just kindness.
Thatβs the kind of community weβre building.
The jokes bring people in.
The people make them stay.
The paintings are the bonus.