Patrons saw it a while ago. And if patrons said “hey, Quinn, save that one for me, will you?” – that’d be done, like woo, puff, it is done, consider me your djinn.
People who are not part of my flock get finished products only, when time comes to post all the things. So I guess you now must come and be my patron. It’s 1$ a month to be the first to see!
Alright, this month ended up a flop due to the damn doctor visitations. We had to have 4, with one emergency, so I once again look at unpaid bills, and wonder if I should pray. I’m at the point where a voice in my head just hunches shoulders, and says “nothing else worked, it couldn’t hurt”. Thanks to some people here tho those visitations were possible. I’m really not sure I would’ve pulled four on my own.
Small personal bad thing is that I locked myself out of digital translation office, and they’re not giving me a reset code. It could be due to it being the weekend. Or it could be due to them thinking I’m an idiot. In that case someone out there is preparing firing papers, because they won’t keep me if I don’t keep up with the work, which I can’t do, because I can’t access it!
I’d be willing to offer, thus, a free commission portrait in exchange for a promo. The only requests on my part would be: either have decent views, or stable friendships. Promo would mean a copy-paste of the campaign, or at the very least – relink to a journal entry.
I made a lot of new jewelry too! They’re all underpriced if we consider the time it took to make them, and they’re all as good a quality as I could make them, thus – nothing I wouldn’t wear myself. All links to that are below.
Your Good Deed of the Day: As you may know, or not really, my fam’s in enough trouble for me to have three jobs, and us still be underfed. My mother’s anemic, with broken arm ligaments that left her hand useless, she lost her insurance, and the pains she’s having are borderline unbearable. Medication is by far not free. My father has a poor heart, blood pressure through the roof, diabetes, and now a suspected colon cancer. There’s still a slim chance it’s something else, like a hard ulcer that ends up pumping blood into his guts, and thus makes it seem like it’s cancer, but tests are also paid, and each one crushes another shard of hope. The previous surgeries they had, and the mortgage has put us into deep debt, no joke, we’re looking at approximately 12k euros a year if we don’t wish to end up on street, or parents – in debtor jail. But that would pretty much be all, and unless another emergency struck us – I could pull this on my own.
I’m a freelance translator on the side, regular translator during the night (due to time zone differences), and then every-side-job-I-can-get kid during the day. Means some days I make web pages, other days I write paid blog entries, third day I do journalism and spew 4 articles in 12 hours. I make jewelry, I paint, and after almost 3 years of this – really, I don’t care what else I have to do, as long as there’s hope it’ll end before I expire. I’ve manic depression, it comes with insane suicidal tendencies, and there were times when I doubted I’ll see morning. On top of this gem, I’m transgender, something no one would accept here if they knew, it’s a small town, in a homophobic country. So I’m not even in a good place. And since I can’t pay both mine, and parent’s bills, I have to live with them, just so they can have as much use of me as I can possibly provide. I love them just about enough to repeat this to myself every time I can’t stop thinking about a pill bottle, a scalpel I use for carving, and pencil sharpening, a sturdy belt… But no one’s reading, I feel, so let’s get to the point.
Commissions in exchange for donations!
I will jump on this train and offer Commissions to anyone who donates! 😀
You know that I can´t draw, but you can commission poems, short stories, background stories for your OCs etc.
* Donate either on gogetfunding: [Donate]
* Or get Soukyan a coffee: [Ko-Fi tip]
* show me proof
* send me a note and tell me what I shall write for you!
(please understand that there might be things I just can´t or don´t want to write, feel free to ask in advance!)
* please check out my short stories and poems:
I once wrote on my facebook work page, that’d I’d accept all unwanted, and odd pieces of jewelry or findings for re-purposing. They can be broken, they can be damaged, it’s all fine with me.
The first to respond was DarkAristocratic, also known as SecondChildren. She sent me a whole pack of goodies that have inspired me to make a whole ton of wonderful things, and, honestly, I don’t even know which one I love the most. And best of all, I still have a ton of things left!
The brooch in the picture above was born thanks to her too. The center-piece was a gorgeous button. I repainted the inside with black mat paints, hooked it on a ribbon, added some beads, and now it’s one of my favorite pieces. I say that about many pieces I make, but that’s the honest truth.
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Running out of your usual stuff leaves you outside your boundaries, outside the comfort zone, if you prefer. Which then as a result pushes you into the need to fulfill what you gotta do by other means.
This is the result. Vintage, yellow paper of an abandoned book in German language, that I found tossed away in the library, among the “gift to yourself” books (the kind that gets written off as out of date [reprinted; too old; irrelevant; too screwed up to be given to people; etc.])
And, you gotta admit, it’s bloody beautiful.