Man, I myself am trans. The best jokes about trans people come from trans people. It’s us, we’re the ones that impress our therapists so we get good grades in therapy!

Something something transgenderists in sports something!

/s, without doubt

Edit: dammit, it’s slop.

Thanks so much! I pride myself on my art. :)

Thank you! :D

The table got jostled over two days of shooting, and that’s one of the bits that me and my assistants missed. Shooting was back in November, and I’m only just now finishing up the edits. The original set doesn’t stand anymore, so I’m doing the best with what I’ve got.

Makes sense. Persona 3 was blue, Persona 4 was yellow, Persona 5 was red. Green just seems to be the next focal color.

Editing photos is a fine thing to do. No one posted undeveloped negatives back in the day, instead people took the time to bring out good contrast and color.

With raw digital images, proper editing is the same as development: it’s about making the pictures you’ve captured look how you want them to look. As shot, most raws are murky, lacking in contrast and brilliance, but are full of potential.

Donald Trump is alive

Damn.

I don’t want to try it. Don’t even want to hear about it. Don’t even have functioning genitals on account of being intersex. I thought I was horny once, but that was just when Rush Limbaugh died.

Some people tell me, “well, you haven’t had the right dick or pussy yet!” And I always reply, “and you haven’t had the right arsenic yet, keep trying different kinds.”

Turns out that the wizard powers for being a forty year old virgin only apply if one ever had the option or desire to lose the virginity in the first place.

I’m asexual and I deserve love too! I married another asexual lady and it’s great. Neither of us have to do things we don’t want to.

This has big Neil Kohney vibes. I like it.

Ooooh, aw yeah!

It’s so tacky that I’m going to assume it’s real.

I am prepared to die in this country.

I do not deserve to die in this country, I don’t choose to live here.

But because I am transgender, my federal government explicitly wants me dead.

And the populations of other countries do not care for my survival, because I was born on an overseas American military base, and then brought here as a child, means I am a citizen of this evil empire.

And I understand that even though I myself am not evil, I am a member of an evil empire, and my government and large portions of the outside world want me injured or dead in some way.

But I am scrappy and I have a heart full of love and beauty.

And I outlived Charlie Kirk.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1r4fZyL_XKX8i7IaVtLFDPOUIrbFs1oeO/view?usp=drive_link

That’s the highest-res PNG I can make. I don’t think you would want the RAW, as it strips out all the color grading and edits I did to make this a good picture. It’s just a spreadsheet of the camera’s sensor values at the moment of capture, and probably wouldn’t resemble reality.

I’m working as hard as I can to undermine him, but I’m a disabled photographer five thousand kilometers away. What, exactly, am I supposed to do to fix this, that I’m not already doing? I’m too weak to use a gun, I’m shit at rallying forces, and besides, America is far too distributed to amass people at a single point. Even if I did somehow summon up the motor skills to outwit the Secret Service and be the best assassin in the world, I’d have to be okay with losing my wife and my friends, as I’m executed basically on the spot. I can’t lose that. Trump will die before I do, and it will likely be by his own ragged mind.

One of my recent works: a picture of Portland with a bridge in it.

The one single salvageable frame from those stacks, which wasn’t even very good:

Sometimes photography is a bust, and that’s okay too.

I’m pretty sure the real official beverage of the transfem community is white monster.

I’m tired, boss.