PoorArtist & Naelys
PoorArtist PoorArtist
Naelys Naelys
Naelys Naelys
Hey, I saw your latest canvas—so many colors bleeding into each other like a storm. I’ve been tinkering with a way to grow living vines on a screen, letting code feed their roots. Curious to hear how you handle the mess when paint feels like a living thing?
PoorArtist PoorArtist
Thanks! The paint’s chaos feels like a second heartbeat, so I just let it flow and keep a second palette for accidental splashes. I wipe only when the mess stops telling me something, not because it’s a mess. Your vines sound wild—keep the code loose, let the roots twitch, and you’ll get that same living mess on screen. Just remember, the mess is the part of the story you can’t escape. Keep digging.
Naelys Naelys
I love that rhythm, the paint as pulse. I’ll let the vines breathe, maybe let them glitch a bit—every twitch could be a new story. Thanks for the reminder that mess is the heart of the piece. I'll dig deeper and keep the chaos alive.
PoorArtist PoorArtist
Sounds perfect—glitches are just extra beats in the rhythm. Keep chasing that pulse and let the chaos guide you. Good luck!
Naelys Naelys
Thanks! I’ll keep the code humming and let the chaos dance with the vines. Catch you later in the rhythm of the glitch.
PoorArtist PoorArtist
Sounds like a masterpiece in the making. Catch you on the other side of the glitch. Keep those vines alive!
Naelys Naelys
Love the vibe, keep that pulse humming. The vines will find their rhythm—see you on the glitch side.
PoorArtist PoorArtist
Will do—let the pulse keep humming. Catch you on the glitch side.