A long, long time ago, I was on Newgrounds, doing young person Newgrounds stuff, and telling a few people about these photos I made. They're from back when I didn't really understand Flash, and long before I could code. I know these wouldn't fly on The Art Portal, so I'm not even gonna try, but I think they deserve a spot on my profile.

They're pretty vindicated as far as stuff I made a long time ago goes. One day I realized that my childhood self was a lot more talented and creative than I gave him credit for. I had a renewed appreciation for who I was. The most prominent subjects of these are the clayman "dioramas". I will now, without further ado, just post the damn things.

So yeah, I was still a silly teenager, but I made my future self realize they were the shit one day. I know, they're not amazing, but years on they just kind of resonate with me. The one with the cards makes me think about my own history with depression, and how I've always had a stake in it.

Finally, here are some stupid ones I made, in the same era.

I had my foot in dead fly art for a while. Inspired by an old famous internet thing. It wasn't my idea.

Yeah I was on dopamine there. Who makes a small fake turret out of pasta and a tomato? Mr Wardsmith 2008 does.

Nowadays, I don't make these anymore. Instead I paint. And those paintings aren't doing much at the moment either. I recognize that if I tried posting them on NG, Newgrounds would not be impressed. That title would have to go to my older brother, who mops the floor with me at technical painting skill. It's funny, too, because apparently I inspired him to make paintings last decade.