August 2025

Child

I wanted some kind of expression. Something that I definitely haven’t done before. And this is it. The devil is in the details, so to create this inscription…paint was used. Paint and sperm. Bringing a double meaning to the work.

We always know where a person is born from, but we never know where our creativity comes from? From people? From feelings? I think that people and feelings serve as a kind of trigger. In fact, every work is born from something else. From love? From the desire to convey the inner world and find people like us? I don’t know. Because often the people who are inspired by our creativity don’t inspire us. Or vice versa, we love someone else’s creativity, but we are ignored. Although it seems to you that all you need is for a person to maintain contact.

My creativity is born from darkness. Not abstract or fantasy. From the darkness of my soul. That’s probably why I often have “bloody” works. That’s probably why I often use the red colour of light. Because blue is cold, and green is nothing. Only in red do I see things the way I would like to see them.

She should be ten in a little over a week. If you made something with papier mache and you have paper left over – it’s just garbage. Leftovers from work. If you wanted a child, and got a tombstone – this work that I did today is probably the best thing you can use such material for.

Fire up the engine, I’m leaving home tonight..

My creative engine is running, and I like that now I have more inspiration and ideas than before. I regularly publish something on Reddit, on Patreon. From time to time, Redbubble receives new works. And that’s good. I don’t believe that it will ever bring a full-fledged income, but it’s enough for me that I live from it. I see the point in creating something new every time. That I manage to find fairly cheap materials for my creativity. That I have the equipment for this. The idea of going to work is scary only because I won’t have all the paraphernalia that I have at home, but I think that if I want, I can always come up with something. Because I like the path of creativity, not even in terms of earnings, but in terms of self-development. And that’s already a story. This blog is a story. The creativity that I publish is all the beginning of a big story. My story.

Sa and The Bisexuals

I could name my rock band that, but it’s not about my musical career.

The other day I asked a question in several places that had been on my mind. I thought “oh! I guess I’ll find the answer in this!”. My question was answered only in the Reddit community. Maybe it’s for the better.

The question was of the following order:
“Question for bisexual men. How do you identify internally?

I mean in general and in relation to sex with another man. That is, during sex, do you feel like a woman, a man, or is sex for the sake of sex and gender is completely absent here? Or, on the contrary, does everything come from the division of the person into a male and female part, each of which needs its own experience?”

I got three answers to it:

Comment
byu/Saint_Creatyre from discussion
inbisexual

Comment
byu/Saint_Creatyre from discussion
inbisexual

Comment
byu/Saint_Creatyre from discussion
inbisexual

And these answers told me “oh my god! Sa! You are unique!”. Just kidding. But this brought me back to where it all started. That is, you cannot attribute yourself to any particular group. Well…except that you can attribute yourself to non-binary individuals, without a clear definition of who you are, who you are interested in and in general.

The essence of the question was that in my opinion bisexual individuals (gender is not important here, but in the male version the question sounds more interesting) enter into same-sex sexual relationships, including playing the role of the opposite sex. But sex is just sex, and everyone answered that they do not change their role in this case. Well…let’s explore ourselves and the world around us further… 🙂