Hello, someone thinks that you are an artist: A writer, an illustrator, or a third thing.
 I have found that my contemporaries often have trouble with the praxis of art. I notice those who endlessly toil away at the minutiae of their universe with no written narrative to speak of, or sketchbooks filled with figure studies and no product; the painters that don't, the poets whose notes app overflows. Lets hold each other accountable. Let us earn the right to call ourselves artists. Meet up with your peers and discuss the only thing worth discussing: what have you made today?
 This social club is open to any and all interested parties, the only guiding principle is that you create at our events. Nothing hosted by us online is community. You can tell because you cannot communicate in any of our digital spaces.
 You are made more human by your interactions with others. Become more human today.

Aesthetic Experience Produced by Our Members

The Nescitus Alibi - Sage Haba

Finding into Death Without Inquest - Kenzie Goerner

Various Artworks - @mizerzines

Wildflowers and Sorrow - Natalia Jewel