@barbsart / barbsart.tumblr.com
Hi! My name’s Barbara (she/they) and I’m a concept artist and game art student from the Netherlands. Welcome to my blog where I post my art and also gather a lot of words and visuals that inspire me! Expect a lot of science-fiction, cyborgs, aliens, space travel, feminism (the trans inclusive kind), punk (the anti fascist kind), spooky photography and cryptid forest creatures.
the sound of an orchestra tuning up makes me go crazyinsane it makes me start thinking about the eventual heat death of the universe and how someday somewhere an orchestra is going to tune up for the very last time. ever. and then the sun will swallow the earth & turn into a white dwarf & all the stars will go out & meanwhile a gazillion light years away sentient life will be evolving from silicon. and maybe they will have orchestras also
I love being friends with a bunch of artists it’s so funny to see the contrast in art styles
Artist friend groups are like. Anime. Realistic portrait of a musician. Realistic portrait of a girl with some body horror. Guy who spent a lot of time on art youtube in 2018. Warrior cats fan, current or recovered. Guy who wants to be a cartoonist so so bad. Geometry. The most gorgeous rendering you’ve ever seen. Anime again but different this time
I think I hurt my wrist while cleaning yesterday but I was planning on drawing all day today and now I probably can’t…. The universe hates me
"How to find the right glasses for your face shape", oh, bullshit. You pick ones you think a hot scientist in a bad horror movie would wear and then you just go do whatever.
My favourite thing about the latest Twitter meltdown is all the artists reanimating their dead Tumblr accounts today and immediately being greeted with hundreds of notes because even a Tumblr account they literally have not posted to in 3–5 years has more active and engaged followers than the Twitter account that they've been updating daily.
Can’t wait for it to be re-animator the social network night in the woods season (autumn) again….
I am so fucking obsessed with Annihilation (Vandermeer, 2014). It is all the exact beats of fiction and science that I love. It's liminal ecosystems, the horror of invasive species. It's the constant intertwined symbiosis and parasitism of every organism. It's the terrible call of the unknown, that must be observed even if incomprehensible. It's seeing the dead reabsorbed into the ecosystem in intimate ways, grieving the people before you who are never really gone. It's scientific thinking as personal philosophy, as a venue to connect with other organisms and observe them on their own terms. It was always doomed, it was always going to happen.
Franny Choi, “The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On” from The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On (via smokefalls)
Star Trek: The Animated Series, 1973-74. Art director Don Christensen. Animators included Reuben Timmins & Bob Kline
my favorite genre of alien picture is little grey aliens just naked in the woods like why the fuck are you here. you have a spaceship. why did you come to earth to just stand in the woods and look at us with no clothes
this is like top tier comedy to me. what the fuck are you DOING man
truly no video game moment will ever surpass the part in portal 2 where glados says "well, this is the part where he kills us" and wheatley says "hello, this is the part where i kill you" and you unlock the achievement titled "the part where he kills you" (description: this is that part) and the chapter title appears on the screen and reads: chapter nine: the part where he kills you
feb 2, elle emerson (@transsextual)
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beautiful essential poetry of the moment
Is it possible to stop loving everything? The owl. The hawk. Every person I meet. To see everyone as my mother. To have a heart like this is to be made of midnight. There are always too many questions to ask and not enough time. To love so much is to live within birds. I have been waiting for this heart to fade or at least to kneel.
— Victoria Chang, from “Marfa, Texas,” in The Trees Witness Everything
