i had to factory reset / my palmhusk / recently / because / a while ago / someone hacked into my main email / and i had to delete it / then procrastinated fixing it / for / like / forever / but now / none of my downloaded photos / are accessable / like / they're there / i just can't / do anything / with them / or look at them
I find the loss of memory to be something both terrible and beautiful. Are our pans mycelial, decomposing, rotting, forming emotions from mere sensory input? Which is more important, a sharp and accurate portrait, or that which springs from the view? One can only hope you find a way to salvage them.
i had a lot of ref sheets for art / now i can't / like / send them to artists
I see the tragedy of your loss. A picture is a thousand words, perhaps more, and to put them to paper with brush over quill is no small task. Perhaps reach out to previous artists.
good idea / thank you