i'm ashe grey. sometimes, i go by greyscale.

at the moment, i'm trying to figure myself out. i have a drive to create in as many media as i can.

i spent the last couple of years in a drug-and-antidepressant-induced haze, running from my problems. i refuse to let that ever happen again. so instead, i'm diving back into my work, and reclaiming my sense of self as an artist. it's going to take some time to recover, but i know i can do it.

the internet is fucked.

not hopelessly, mind. there's a lot of good work to be found and a lot of joy to be had, genuine connections to be made, meaningful emotion to be felt. all is not lost.

that which is broken with the web is symptomatic of the sickness our entire world faces.