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queer mixed media artist ♿ they/them 🏳️⚧️ shop & portfolio: fiddleheadfinn.com
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Carving a linoleum block for the first time in ages and praying for my shoulder
Scared of gay trans men! I know it's horrible but it did give me a laugh. Reminds of that "jockstrap ceiling" guy on twitter.
The solution right now is not saying “move to Mastodon, to Pillowfort, use Picarto galleries” etc, bc that won't stop this silent escalation of censorship and sexual repression on the internet. The issue is not which platform we choose, but rather raising our voices against what is happening.
Of course I support banning noncon art: artists should never be forced to work at gunpoint! Oh, wait. They're trying to ban survivor stories again, aren't they?
As you cancel streaming services, here is a casual reminder that only 16% of Americans read for pleasure anymore, and your local library has hundreds or thousands of books you haven't read. They would love to see you stop by and renew your library card.
A thing about me is I will never, ever, ever tell assault survivors it's their fault for not stopping their assault, and this places me at odds with too many gay men who insist that simply removing unwanted hands from your body is a functional consent system.
A simple "no, sorry" would suffice in any context I could think of. It's really insulting to imply you aren't conventionally attractive but frame it in terms of how it negatively affects HIS life. Yike, I'm sorry!
Shibari life drawing
I think there's something special about it that never leaves you! There wasn't much cell phone reception, so I was pretty unplugged for most of that time, outside a lot, literally touching grass. In many ways it was great for my mental health, even if my opportunities were a bit limited.
I have slight imposter syndrome over having a BA in art instead of a BFA. But who cares!? So many art school grads get completely burned out and barely create, and here I am still chugging along.
I was afraid I would get lost in a larger community. I thought I didn't have enough direction in my art to make it my Whole Thing. I was probably right on both those counts. But things have a way of coming full circle. I can make art now.
I love living in the city. There's just so much going on. I don't exactly regret spending my early 20s in small town Vermont—it was magical in so many ways—but often I wonder what I was thinking. Why DIDN'T I go to art school in Boston like I was once planning to?
I did shibari life drawing tonight. It was super hard drawing two people making such complicated shapes, but I got two nice suspension pose drawings out of it! I’ll take a picture in the daylight.
They are dressed in Old Navy basics
Thank you so much! I'm really happy with it too
Thank you so much! I had fun simplifying the reference to black and white.
Crossing my fingers that censoring my preview image satisfies the Etsy police 🤞 fiddleheadfinn.etsy.com/listing/4370...
Strapped! Just relisted
Art at the beginning of the pandemic > Now
I went all day yesterday thinking it was Wednesday, only to wake up on Wednesday again. I feel like I've unlocked a secret bonus day in my timeline.
Sprinkling the background of my painting with stars, aka migraine particles
Thanks so much! I have the little bean guy (Focus Friend) on my phone, but I mostly get distracted on my laptop. Plus I get distracted while opening the app!
I've made art that's naked, bloody, confessional. I made weird religious references. I illustrated and defaced a real text exchange with someone who sexually assaulted me. I painted my pill bottle collection. And I'm incredibly proud of myself.
When I painted this in 2020 I was still making whimsical, lighthearted art about gardens and cups of tea, because those were the pleasant things in my life. But as I gained skill and got sicker and more traumatized, I've pushed back on the sanitized version of me.
Then one day I couldn't walk to the bathroom or hold a cup. That was my master's graduation day and first day on disability. I still don't quite know what was going on with my muscles, I'm just happy it's not happening now.
Life in 2017 > Now This is my "wedding photo." AKA we went to city hall by ourselves and took selfies lying in a bed of petunias. In one week, I turned 30, got married, and my legs suddenly got so weak I needed a cane.
Art at the beginning of the pandemic > Now
It's such a struggle! What do you use to lock yourself out, if you don't mind me asking?
If I were part of the world, would I be worth it?
Fuck it, with the same issues everywhere, I'm sticking with Etsy for now. I'll just be really careful with censoring my preview pictures, and building up my website in the meantime.
Artists, who hosts your shop? I'd like to eventually move from Etsy onto a standalone website with a portfolio. I need a platform that's ok with light NSFW—not porn, but life drawings and pinups. I've already got one strike from Etsy for a block print of someone wearing a strap on 🙄
Aww, thank you! Yeah, it can be hard with casual partners because people sometimes come in with preconceived ideas and don't even realize it. I'm glad you don't have to do that as much anymore!
Honestly 15 minutes (bottoming) is plenty, with the assumption we're doing other stuff too. With long sessions it can feel like I'm just filling someone's fantasy of being the top THEY think I fantasize about.
Reflections on disabled grief as the world moves on. Watercolor and mixed media on paper. Prints available.
If I were part of the world, would I be worth it?
The only person I'm mourning this week is Maru the cat
Haha! I'm actually quite fond of that little bike. I hope it finds a good home! (Someone already took my weight set.)
If I have the energy to move my legs, I'll be out on my cute electric tricycle, doing some light yoga, or enjoying a walk around the block. I will not be wasting my one wild and precious life self-harming with weights and cardio.
Just exceeded my energy envelope putting my exercise equipment out on the curb. That's the last time you'll get me!
Such a wild feeling! I can just grow from here??
I'm going to start by giving away some exercise equipment so I can move the printing/packing side of my business out of my bedroom and into the dining room. (Why do I even have exercise equipment?)
I don't know what clicked, but suddenly I feel like I have a future. I'm daydreaming about long term goals, even within the bounds of this illness.
So many reasons I can't do this, but I probably *can* take classes at local art schools.
I was trapped in migraine hell and unable to paint at all for the past 4 days, so of course I spent that time daydreaming about getting an MFA.
Mirror selfies, session 2. This is challenging me in a good way—I so rarely draw clothed people!
sketchbook spread of a blackpoll warbler and a little blue heron. both created with holbein acryla gouache #birdart
Mirror selfies, session 2. This is challenging me in a good way—I so rarely draw clothed people!
I love that no one knows the answer, lol.
The prints came out so juicy fiddleheadfinn.etsy.com/listing/4363772378
That looks so delicious!
Serious question: where do straight people keep their keys if they're not clipping a carabiner to their belt loop?
Community Trash #14, 2025 Mixed media art waste on wood panel
All I want is to eat weed chocolate and watch textile history videos in bed
The prints came out so juicy fiddleheadfinn.etsy.com/listing/4363772378
my shop is open again! please consider checking it out or sharing if you can :')
It's beautiful!
Where's the nearest fiberglass horse replica factory, anyway?
(Not a Real) Sharps Container
God forbid a trans person breathes!
I love this haircut on you! Thinking of growing mine into something similar.
Queer Spoonie Prints ✨ fiddleheadfinn.etsy.com
Hahaha, nice! I had only two channels growing up and TNG used to come on around my bedtime. If I played quietly enough I could stay up until the end. I never really understood what was going on, but maybe it rubbed off! That and Sesame Street.
I'm slogging through Enterprise. It's the worst Trek by far, but I'm a completionist. I'll probably watch Section 31 after that.
Working on this piece about disabled grief
Happy Star Trek Day! 💫 How are we all celebrating?
Queer Spoonie Prints ✨ fiddleheadfinn.etsy.com
Things the US government doesn't want you to have!
Instagram put another label on my account for "sexually explicit content" and it's literally just this
it's gonna be a sticker soon btw
Your shirt is amazing!
(Not a Real) Sharps Container
Thank you so much!
Next I'm painting dildos, obviously.
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I love, love, love that there's a Miffy museum!
Yes, trans people can have it all (a cat and a debilitating chronic illness)
I don't know, I don't feel like I have enough reference points to identify a pattern! Or I guess I feel my reference points are too specific to my life. What specific activities/mode of existence are you thinking of?
I've noticed this! There seem to be a lot of transmascs who post or make art specifically centered on chronic illness.
Yes, trans people can have it all (a cat and a debilitating chronic illness)
Oh same! This is why I don't pause it anymore!
DOG BUTT! That's such a cute little scene
Sweet! I should really get a water brush, they seem so useful
I'd love to see!
Finally! Silksong cheers! ✨
Ooh, this is really good! I love the inclusion of the TV and menu. What did you use to draw it?
I also love making a ton of bad ink drawings with captions like "Carrie Bradshaw Frustrated by Emails"
These are so adorable!
Ahahaha! I've tried drawing without pausing and it is SO HARD. Make some cool results though! Right now I have dual monitors open (from bed lol), so I can easily screen capture and draw from my laptop screen.
It's like when I became an obsessive note taker in class to disguise the fact that I can't pay attention and sit still at the same time.
I love drawing screenshots from whatever show I'm watching cause it allows me to fidget with my hands and still keep my attention on the show in some way.
Doodling outfits on last night's Scribble Brigade session, hosted by Sophie McPike
That's really cool! I haven't looked into whether getting to Worcester is feasible. Unfortunately probably not ☹️ But it's less the physical aspects of making the zine (I've done that a bunch) and more figuring out how to translate my feelings into art.
Found a new method: write a whole poem about my feelings, delete everything until only one line is left. There's my illustration caption.
That's rad! I got serious at about that age too. I hope I'm still creating at 74!
Doodling outfits on last night's Scribble Brigade session, hosted by Sophie McPike
I have a very strong desire to turn my pain into art/zines, and absolutely no idea how.
I just mailed the rewards package out to all my Print Club Patrons!
Sale ends tomorrowwww!!
Art D. 
