Me: *sees beautiful art* I should compliment the artist!
Me: *knows nothing of art terms*….
It’s shiny! The lines go whoosh whoosh and that makes me happy. The colors give me feelings. So clean, so vibrant. I would lick it.
Hey guys as you can see from the photos above, Payposter.com is taking any artwork from anyone and selling them off without permission (and poorly might I add) I’ve searched my username and old username, I’ve looked up @c2ndy2c1d ‘s username, even a few of @c0nji ‘s works are on there as well. As well as many other artists.
Please help spread this around, because this is illegal. I’m worried because people could get in trouble just because of them.
The photos above are only a few examples.
Like wHHYYYY (they literally got whatever they could find and just dumped it to their site LOLLL)
If you guys want to buy art please buy it from the original artists but if you guys my art, just print one for yourself at home, don’t give those Payposter Koala fuckers a dime.
Okay yeah, so I’m not okay with this.
DO NOT FILE A DMCA.
Payposter is NOT reselling your work. It is baiting you into filing a DMCA.
All the images on this site are auto-generated–they are NOT being uploaded there manually. They do this for any term to prompt artists to file a DMCA report.
DMCA reports disclose personal information. This is what they are after. This is a big ass phishing scam preying on artist insecurities.
Additionally I’ve seen a few reports of there being malware on the site. A few people have gotten viruses when they click the DMCA link.
DO NOT GO ON THE SITE.
DO NOT TAKE THE BAIT IF YOU SEE YOUR WORK ON THERE.
DO NOT FILE A DMCA.
Its an INFO fishing site, do not go to it.
Rebloging the fuck outta this, do not go on this site guys, they will get your info.
I was walking through a city at one point with my family, and out of the corner of my eye I spotted Griffin McElroy. He had a few fans who had walked up to him taking selfies with him, and I wanted to get a picture with him but I was too nervous so I just followed him around. Once the fans left, he walked over and explored an abandoned building, with no furniture and no people around, and every 10 seconds or so, he would turn around to face no one and give some cheesy one-liner like “Gee, who did the interior decorating in this place? It’s not very mid-century modern, am I right or am I right?” I still don’t know what to make of all that.
if i didn’t know this was from a Dream Blog i would’ve believed this actually happened irl
im really proud of the people who are like “school’s getting busy so im taking a hiatus see u guys later :)” i could have 14 hours of homework with 6 tests tomorrow and still be sweatin it out on tumblr dot com
My complete and total inability to keep anything clean or tidy for any amount of time is a symptom of my depression. I may never be able to do this. It’s important that I remember that and forgive myself when I clean something out (like my car) and it ends up trashed within a week.
Depression IS A DISABILITY. Requiring accommodations is okay.
Medications don’t make you better, they don’t cure your depression. They serve as an aid. Their purpose is to help you get to everyone else’s minimal level of functioning.
Depression can cycle through periods of inactivity. This doesn’t mean it’s gone away.
The reason I don’t feel like other people understand me is because … well … other people DON’T understand me. They can’t. They don’t have my disability.
Paranoia is par for the course.
Depression can and will interfere with your physical mobility. Forgive yourself when you can’t physically do something.
It’s entirely possible that I may never be able to live by myself. I can’t take care of myself. I need help to do it. And that’s okay.
As someone who suffers from depression and who experiences all these things as well I think this is important and needs to be reblogged. Depression is a very difficult thing, not only for people who suffer from it, but for everyone who knows a depressed person. My family doesn’t know how to deal with it, my friends try their very best to support me and I have tried to pretend I was fine until I was in ninth grade.
Everything makes so much more sense
Depression is a disease of the brain. The brain is an organ. When organs are not functioning properly, you are advised to see a doctor and get help. So why is it so hard to understand that the brain can suffer as well, and that we need help for it?
The brain controls the body. A sick brain means a sick body.
Friends, family members and loved ones of learning disabled and mentally ill people need to have a working knowledge of what Executive Dysfunction is, and respect the fact that it is a prominent feature of that person’s psychology and life.
Executive Dysfunction is best known as a symptom of autism and ADHD, but it also features in depression, anxiety disorders schizophrenia, OCD (which by the way is also an anxiety disorder), personality disorders; etc, a whole myriad of mental illnesses and disabilities can result in executive dysfunction.
Years ago when I was like 14 and had recently learned of my autism diagnosis, I watched a youtube interview between autistic people, and an autistic woman said something along these lines:
“Sometimes, a lightbulb will burn out, but I cannot change it. I have the physical capability to change the lightbulb, and I want to change the lightbulb, and I know I need to do it, but because of my autism I just don’t do it. So the lightbulb remains unchanged for weeks. Sometimes people have to change the lightbulb for me.”
When she said that I related so much, because constantly throughout my whole life I have wanted and needed to do things with my wanting and needing being akin to my spurring an extremely stubborn horse who refuses to move. For the first time I learned that I wasn’t just “lazy”, I had a condition that prevented me from doing things as easily as other people can, but unfortunately it took me years since then to understand that.
Imagine that you are a horserider, but your horse is entirely unwilling to move even if you want to move. You dig in your heels, you raise the reins, but the horse refuses to respond. Your wants and needs are the rider, and your executive functions (the parts of your mind responsible for getting things done) are the horse.
I think it’s incredibly dangerous for neurotypical loved ones to not understand, or be aware of, or respect executive dysfunction. Neurotypical can assume that we are just being lazy, careless, selfish or difficult, when in reality we want to do the thing but our brains prevent us from consistently and reliably doing the thing.
That misinterpretation can lead to toxic behavior and resentment on the part of the loved one, which will harm us emotionally and do us a lot of damage gradually over time.
That damage can take the form of internal self-criticism, complicating executive dysfunction even further and making it worse.
edited for easier reading!
I think about this a lot, because I have to. In my own life, as a parent who struggles with executive dysfunction and yet has to teach a child basic life skills, it’s important to know my blind spots and learn to function around them. He’s watching me and learning from my example, so I have to do my best to explain what I can’t always do, and try to do it anyway.
Executive function is such a fundamental and yet hidden trait. It is in charge of reasoning, flexibility, problem solving, planning, and execution/prioritization of necessary steps in any action.
Each task is never one task. Take changing the lightbulb – from beginning to end, it’s a series of steps that must be put in proper order:
Notice light bulb is burnt out.
Recognize that it can be fixed by putting in a new light bulb
Remember where new light bulbs are stored
Go to light bulb storage area
Select new one
Find stool or chair to stand on
Take out old bulb, put in new one
Screw in bulb
Replace chair or stool to previous spot
Throw away old bulb
That’s not even all of them, but it’s a good enough summary for now. There are hidden stumbling blocks in every single step.
A burnt out bulb may go unrecognized as a problem – there’s two other bulbs in the room, it’s a little dimmer, so what? It might take all three burning out before you see it as a problem.
Maybe you forgot where the bulbs are, because it’s been a while. Searching the house is a task you put off, because it’s messy/disorganized/big/you have other more pressing matters. The bulb can wait.
You find the bulb storage, but you’re out of new ones. You have to shop. You’re busy, you put it off until the next time you shop, by which time you’ve forgotten you need a light bulb. Repeat cycle.
You’ve been depressed for a while, or maybe you’re just a messy person. A stack of important documents is on the chair you’d use to stand on to get to the bulb. You know if you move those documents you’ll forget where they are, and it’s tax stuff/homework/your mom’s birthday card, and you can’t forget that. The bulb gets put aside until you deal with those things. But you don’t want to deal with them now, so the bulb waits.
Throwing out the bulb requires safe disposal so that you don’t break it and accidentally cut yourself, or someone else in your home. You have no idea how to safely dispose of it. You put off changing the bulb until you figure out what to do with the old one.
On and on and on. Each step requires problem solving, prioritization, and reasoning. These are the hidden processes that go on in our minds every single moment of every day. Difficult tasks build up, compounding the problem of completing others, until each action requires ten more before you can solve the minor problem you started with. Changing a light bulb ends in a night of doing your taxes. Doing the dishes ends in standing in the dish soap aisle at the grocery story for a half hour trying to figure out which soap to buy for the dishwasher.
When a simple action requires the same effort from you as the most complex, abstract problem-solving…. to put it mildly, you’re fucked. Every day tasks require exhausting mental gymnastics.
So, be kind to the person who can’t seem to change a light bulb. There’s a lot that can stand in the way.
this is such a good addition to my post
Important info!
“Difficult tasks build up, compounding the problem of completing others, until each action requires ten more before you can solve the minor problem you started with. Changing a light bulb ends in a night of doing your taxes. Doing the dishes ends in standing in the dish soap aisle at the grocery story for a half hour trying to figure out which soap to buy for the dishwasher.”
“Another group with pink masks carried shields with three arrows on them, calling themselves the “Pastel Bloc,” and said they were there to counter any violence from “Black Bloc” protesters.” (link)
Hm, okay……………..
holy shit lmao
Here is the statement from the organizers about how they were misrepresented by the article:
the griffin friend: shows you weird deviantart fetish art, every female OC is a lesbian, creates expansive worlds for very simple shit for a laugh
the travis friend: will write multiple messages of well thought out and encouraging texts if you tell them youre sad, respectful memes, gives themselves spa days,
the justin friend: cries if you say something nice to them then calls you a loser, sends you cursed pictures with no context, always posing
the clint friend: dad, calls you a sellout when you say something genuine
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