I found a nervous system in my yarn drawer, a dozen colors joined into a tangled, humming network of thought.
Despite my best efforts, I could not untangle it. I could not make it go away. Unsure what to do, I stashed it in a plastic bag underneath my bed.
I fed it stray buttons and paper scraps, hot glue globs and strands of hair, beads and blood and string and ribbon, until one day the mass began to stir and move.
(new mask new mask new mask!!! I tried a lot of new things with this one (posable features! drawn-on shading! wigs!) and fucked up in a lot of new ways (did you know that spray varnish can reactivate glue? I didn’t!!) but overall? I’m ecstatic with how it turned out. their name is Pompom i love them very much)
