1 year ago today 🖤

greetings, mortals and miscellaneous creatures. on this ungodly spin of october 18th, twenty-five years ago, i clawed my way into the daylight beside my twin. yes, it’s my birthday. don’t clap. i made a thing. a little sigil, a badge, a scratch in the feed. for anyone who wants to wear proof that i existed today. it’s stupid, sweet, and both. but i like the thought of us orbiting the same quiet noise. if you do use it, i’ll probably spiral and grin and pretend i’m not blushing. consider this my yearly offering: a smear of clay, a bite of light, a reminder that the undead still make art.

🖤
— mortdecai, fake of sophie thatcher.
(your local friendly half-wilted clay gremlin)