Yo everybody! I know most of the world has moved on into the future by now, but where I live it’s still 2019 for another half hour. Now technically I joined this site in the first half of 2009, so I’ve gone a bit over the anniversary, but it feels significant to mention that I’ve been posting here for a whole ten years now, that’s a noteworthy chunk of my life. Basically a third! It’s really trippy to consider, I still remember being a nervous nineteen year old unsure of my own sexuality, determined not to let anybody know I had an account here. Times sure change, don’t they? My time in the Furry community has had its ups and downs, but overall it’s had a tremendously positive impact on my life. It’s helped me to shed my shame about sexuality in general, it’s introduced me to the vast majority of my friends, it provided me with a livelihood, and even kickstarted the professional life I maintain outside of pornography. What a weird list of benefits, to be honest I wouldn’t have believed so much would come out of Furry. I basically have this site and its users to thank for everything good about my life.
It’s because of all these blessings that I have feelings of regret as well. There’s still a lot of commissions I have yet to finish, friendships that have atrophied, and my Vulcan comics that have gone mostly untouched for quite a while now. That last one is a particularly nagging thorn in my side, now that we’re moving into a new decade it feels really out of date. I really wanted to use it to talk about my experience in Furry, and I fear its irrelevancy as new people cycle in and out of the fandom, the world changes around it, and I continue to evolve as a person. But what the fuck, I’d hate to be one to back down from a bad idea. I’m committing, god damn it. I’m gonna finish those commissions, say hi to my old buddies again, and finish that comic whether anybody wants it or not. Like most New Year’s resolutions, this is a pretty dubious promise, but you can’t succeed if you don’t try, right?
Ten years is a lot of time. In that span you can see a lot of people vanish for one reason or another. Some get bored of the fuckfest, some people ragequit. Some people get chased away, and some people get the little infinity sign next to their username (I’m glad that one hasn’t happened to me yet). In such a long period, I’ve had a lot of chances to consider leaving this place myself. I’m very averse to labels or allegiances, I don’t want to be tied down to anything. Responsibility is scary, I’ve had my fair share of it already. Would I run out of time to draw such trivial things? Would I feel obligated to keep posting? Would I feel dried up and exhausted like so many before me? Would it seem like my persisting in this community is nothing but a sham? After a decade of this shit, honestly, it doesn’t seem like it. Thing is guys, I really, really like drawing porn. It simply makes me happy. I like expressing the feelings I experience so strongly, and love knowing that somebody else out there likes it too. Even if you only get a chuckle out of how dumb my art looks, I thank you for looking at it from the bottom of my heart, it’s the most gratifying feeling in the world to know my work elicits an emotion in you. Even if I can’t update as regularly as I used to, I don’t intend to quit making it now or ever. I don’t know how long this site will remain viable, people have found reasons to jump ship ever since I first joined, but its been a heck of a ride to be onboard. I can’t quite explain why, but I have a lot of hope for this coming decade. It feels like a turning point after what I feel like was a pretty crummy time period, and I look forward to making the future as fruitful as possible. Don’t let me down, 2020! See you all on the other side.