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Do you write music with the view of being politically active and delivering a message or does it just happen and the rest follows?
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they live together in their lil house
these have just gone to two dear friends of mine who got married. it's the first time i made something like this to give away... i didn't use to like making art for others but i was very happy while making them these.
also as you can see they can fit inside the house, but only one at a time so they have to take turns ₍ᐢ･ܫ･ᐢ₎
"This story is a tragedy because it didn't have to end this way."
vs
"This story is a tragedy because it was always going to end this way."
“Chinese artist Zhang Xiangxi builds elaborate miniature interiors inside old televisions and other discarded appliances. The interiors depict locations that have played a role in the artist’s life, from his art studio, to his parent’s sitting room, to a commuter train car.”
"Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they're 15" this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit
To wit:
I want to share some wisdom from my high school art teacher.
In my AP Art class, there was a girl who was just starting to experiment with mixed media. At this point she was still playing around, trying to decide what direction she wanted to go with her portfolio. So one critique day, she brought in an abstract canvas with some rhinestone highlights and painted and real peacock feathers. She loved sparkles and peacock feathers so she thought she’d try introducing them a *little*. And after everyone had given some input, the teacher gave her his advice, VERY roughly paraphrased here:
“So here’s the thing… I do not like this style. These are just elements that do not speak to me personally, but I see that you like them, and you’re doing interesting things with them.
“My biggest critique is, I only merely *dislike* this piece. I want you to make me HATE it. Go crazy with the things that you like. Don’t hold back trying to make it palatable to people like me. Because I am NEVER going to like it. And if the audience does not like it, it should drive them crazy seeing how much YOU love it.”
Her portfolio was chock full of neon colors and glitter and rhinestones and splashes of peacock feathers and it was a delight. Our teacher despised every piece lol, but she got great marks and I think even won some awards. And more importantly, she was happy and proud of the results. Because she didn’t limit herself by trying to appeal to people who were never going to enjoy what she enjoyed.
Takeaway here: be as cringe as you want. Don’t limit yourself based on other ppl’s tastes. They’re not you, and you are incredible 💕
SUMMER 2023
- UNLEARN THE SHAME
- DANCING IN THE DARK (1984)
- TANK TOP (NO BRA)
- JACK OFF
- SERVE CUNT
- FIND HOLY IN THE MUNDANE
- IGNORE THE DREAD
- BUSH, HAPPY TRAILS, BODY HAIR
- BISEXUALITY
- SHOW YOURSELF GRACE
- BE GENTLE AND KIND
- LET GO OF THE PAST
It's already common knowledge that the animation for ATSV is absolutely bonkers (with the first film already breaking ground). But learning this added info over Hobie's animation is beyond nuts.
over on patreon Tama shouted ‘shark’ at me a bunch of times for the mermaid prompts, which obviously gets results.
goblin shark goblin Mitsu is here again to secure stray forbidden tomes that wander into terrestrial libraries, and this time she’s brought the rest of her team.
Sagami is the frilled shark lady who’s head of Protection, physical and mental. some cults do NOT want to give up their tomes and some tomes do NOT want to get got. she’s basically here to punch assholes in cloaks so Mitsu can work and create wards against unnaturally occurring madness.
Rea, the greenland shark lady, is the team’s advanced translator and sacrificial editor. she’s still pretty young at only 152 but she should totally be dead by now, a fact which makes the branch of Sedna’s Fingers that raised her pretty smug. she translates books with words as well as books where the concept of words (or books) becomes debatable, and whenever a Rough Draft shows up she makes sure it’s like, physically tolerable before letting it come in contact with anyone else.
they’re 3 smart ladies just trying to do their jobs in this void eats sanity world.
I bought a infrared camera. I need to do some post processing on these but I really thought they looked cool as they are.
What’s the point of grinding to the bone your whole life for money if you aren’t even gonna be there to spend it…
"The less you eat, drink and buy books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the less you think, love, theorise, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you save – the greater becomes your treasure which neither moths nor rust will devour – your capital. The less you are, the less you express your own life, the more you have, i.e., the greater is your alienated life, the greater is the store of your estranged being." -Karl Marx, Economic and Philosophical Manuscripts of 1844
“The thing about money is, we can always make more, so let’s go out to eat tonight!” —My dad, after being laid-off, working odd and probably demeaning jobs so we could have dinner.
“Ah, baby, I want to buy this for you, it’s not like I can take the money with me when I go.” —My mom, when she bought me new clothes while I was between jobs.
“There’ll always be a job out there you can work, but we’d prefer you happy instead.” —Both my parents on jobs (“I can always get ya a job ditch diggin! They’ll always need ditch diggers. Hard work, but no college necessary. I can talk to the Hall.”—My proud, union dad, enthused, three seconds later.)
“It doesn’t matter what they do with the money after you give it to them. Drugs, beer, it doesn’t matter, maybe that’s what they need? How do you know?” —My dad on giving money to the homeless.
“Nah, we’ll never make any money, my husband has morals.” —My mom’s friend, fondly reflecting on the fact her lawyer husband isn’t working for a big money firm.
“Don’t worry! I’ve got this!” My equally poor friend buying me dinner when my debt card declined.
“I know we didn’t have furniture in the living room when you were growing up, but—ha!—remember Balloon Ball?” —My dad reflecting on the made up, mock-volleyball game we’d play in the open living room, using balloons. He had used electrical tape to make the court.
“I’m sorry we could never take you anywhere greater growing up,” —My mom, reflecting on our “stay-cations.” (“Why?” I asked, reflecting on all our trips to the park, zoo, public swimming pools, libraries, free theater, two dollar movie days, and her and my dad right there with me and my brothers.)
Bring poor is hard and it’s not right that it happens, but I prefer it to the hustle because at the very least, poor taught me what love is and I won’t let a shitty job deny me that.
ok!!!
This transition is straight out of a horror movie
