As of April 12th, 2026, my beloved pet rabbit Misty passed away. She was 8 years old, and had lived with us for 7. She was undoubtedly my best friend and kept me alive even when I really didn’t want to be. Because so much of my art is influenced by the concepts of death and grief, it was only fitting she get her own memorial here. This page will be subject to frequent updates as I gather the photos I have laying around and remember details about her.

Thank you, my friend. I’ll see you on the other side.

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Memories:

• One time I was holding her up to show to my friends at my computer on a video call, since they loved seeing her (she was very cute). Eventually, she decided she wanted to jump down from my lap like she usually does, so I let her. A few minutes passed in oddly perfect silence, and eventually I realized I couldn’t hear her paws going scrabble scrabble on the floor, so I looked over to see what was going on. She’d accidentally jumped headfirst into the wastebasket by my desk. I laughed about it and let her out.