my garden of delights

Come play in my new garden… I promise dark delights and pretty black lacey things.

This feeds on my love for all things dark, romantic, gothic and still witchy with a touch of dark occult. Its just standing up, so I will be adding new songs to the track listing and posting a lot.

Also updated my page with links where you can find me! Pinterest, instagram, etc etc. Go click, go follow.

Fine Art Sites,Database and Blogs (updating)


Each and every website/blog had a hyperlink before, but all of them disappeared since 7/15 owing to tumblr’s bug. Please search on tumblr to find the bloggers, and copy keywords to search for other websites. 

This is an ever-updating list, since tumblr doesn’t update reblogged post, please open the original link of this post to get the latest list

I would appreciate any related supplement to this list ლ ( ◕ ᗜ ◕ ) ლ. 

Thanks to every blogger I mentioned in this post 

Search Engines/Database:

Art cyclopedia: The Fine Art Search Engine

The Athenaeum

Web Gallery of Art, searchable fine arts image database

Paintings Art Gallery - Gallerix (support reverse search of painting) Advanced Search

Wikimedia Commons 

Artble: The Home of Passionate Art Lovers

Art Project - Google Arts & Culture - Visual Art Encyclopedia - Artist - Web gallery of art


Art/Gallery Websites: 

Artstack-art online  (collect artworks online)

Arcadia Art | The finest artworks throughout the world and the centuries. All images are in high definition.

Russian Fine Art   (FB)

Landscape Paintings | Landscape Oil Painting | Landscapes Art at Toperfect

Artchive | Gallery artists, artists social network online gallery of contemporary paintings   ( Twitter )

my daily art display | A daily dip into the world of art  

Inspirational Artworks: LINKS -

Ambleside Gallery

Heritage Gallery West  

Art Gallery | SR Brennen Galleries 

Let’s Paint Nature! | Hiking & Painting in Nature – Chicago

Realist Art Resource  (FB: Realist Art Resource)

The Artist’s Road

Kai Fine Art   (Twitter: @Kaifineart )

Tatha Gallery  ( Facebook )

Mountain Galleries at the Fairmont  (Twitter:  @MntGalleries )

Insight Gallery Fredericksburg  ( Facebook )

Portraits Inc.–representing the world’s best portrait artists  ( Facebook )

Art TV–Youtube

Astoria Fine Art Gallery in Jackson Hole,USA

Dick Idol Gallery - Located in downtown Whitefish, Montana,USA

Painting Tutorials: 

Watercolor Painting Made Easy: Lessons, Techniques & More


Fine Art Tips Facebook  

Zimou Tan

Art Pro

Jay Lee Watercolor Painting

Wei Taillandier

Websites of Artists:

-Old Masters:

Claude Monet biography and paintings in high definition

Vincent Willem van Gogh biography and paintings in high definition -

tumblr blogs:

Isaac Ilyich Levitan @artist-levitan

Konstantin Yegorovich Makovsky @artist-kmakovsky

Camille Corot @artist-corot

Alexei Kondratyevich Savrasov @artist-savrasov

Nikolay Bogdanov-Belsky @artist-belsky

Jean-François Millet @artist-millet

Theodore Rousseau @art-rousseau

Henry Ossawa Tanner @artist-tanner

James Tissot @artist-tissot

Iwan Nikolajewitsch Kramskoy  @artistkramskoy

Claude Monet @claudemonet-art

Ilya Yefimovich Repin @artist-repin

Honoré-Victorin Daumier @artist-daumier

Anders Zorn @artist-zorn

William-Adolphe Bouguereau @artist-bouguereau

John Singer Sargent @fuckyeahjohnsingersargent

John Singer Sargent @john-singer-sargent

John Singer Sargent @artist-sargent

-Contemporary Masters: 

Alfredo Rodriguez Paintings

Rovina Cai Illustration  Tumblr:@rovinacai

Yaphleen Illustration  Tumblr: @yaphleen

Claire Basler Floral Painting  (FB: Claire Basler)

Sergey Zhiboedov Watercolor

Anne StahlContemporary, abstract paintings by artist Anne Stahl

Polina Yakovleva Illustration

Becky Joy Fine Art - Impressionist Oil Landscape Paintings  (Twitter: @beckyjoyartist )

Nick Andrew Oil Paintings  (Twitter: @NickAndrewArt )

Kieron Williamson Oil Paintings  (Twitter:  @krwartist )

@serge-marshennikov  Oil Paintings

Anatoly Korobkin and Diana Korobkina Oil Paintings

@qinni  Watercolor ( Youtube channel )

Ann Oram Oil Painting  (Twitter:  @Ann_Oram )

Anna Armona Watercolor

Sandra L. Strohschein Watercolor  ( Facebook )

Sung Ho Lee Watercolor ( Facebook )

@wratshit Illustration

Kanta Harusaki Watercolor  ( Facebook )

Linda Wilder Oil Painting ( Facebook , Artstack )

Iris Grace Watercolor  ( Facebook )

Robert Hagan Oil Painting ( FB )

@artbylouiseterrier Illustration Website

Donna Young Oil Painting ( FB )

Oleg Kozak Watercolor 

Daniel Gerhartz - Oil Paintings and Portraits  ( FB ) 

Vitaly Stroinov Oil Painting ( FB )

D. Eleinne Basa Oil Painting  ( FB )

Katy Lipscomb Illustration ( FB )

Richard Musgrave-Evans Oil Painting  ( FB )

Yoann Lossel Gold Leaf Painting   @yoannlossel ( Youtube )

Simon Leonidovitch Kozhin Oil Painting  (FB)

Phatcharaphan Chanthep Watercolor and Oil Painting

Jane Hunt Oil Painting  ( FB )

Robert W. Cook Watercolor  ( FB )

Pol Ledent (French artist) Oil Painting

Ahad Vatani (Iranian artist) Watercolor

Malgorzata Szczecinska Watercolor  ( FB )

David Joaquin native American Art  ( FB )

Pam Herrick prophetic art  ( FB )

Zheng Liang Feng(冯正梁) Watercolor (FB)

Painting&Other Inspirational Blogs:

♦ Painting, Sculpture

Fine Art Blogger  

ARTECULTURA | Revista Virtual de Artes, com ênfase na pintura do século XIX

Tutt'Art@ | Pittura * Scultura * Poesia * Musica   ; Masterpiece of Art  (Twitter: @MariaLaterza )

ART BLOG MarkovArt | The Art blog about the Old Masters and Contemporary Artists

Konstatin Sterkhov: Art Of Watercolor

@rainlullaby99 (scroll down and find more blogger)



@topofartcom website 


@ ladydior13 


@art-of-eons (the-esoteric-arts)


@kaiganoshoujo (Twitter:甘美な少女の絵画bot)































































































































The nature photography and crystals blogs are now in a new list

Ok but giomis and shitty pick up lines

Mista waggles his eyebrows at Giorno and tells him “if you were a flower you’d be a damndelion”

Giorno laughs and tells him “you know dandelions are weeds right?”

Mista whistles “damn. That makes sense though, because you’ve taken over the garden of my heart”

Giorno is so delighted he turns his mug into a bird that flies away as they begin cuddling at the breakfast table. Everyone groans and is disgusted by these shitty teenagers in love. Abbacchio looks down at his coffee mug and wonders if maybe he can drown if he gulps it all down fast enough.

All About Rosemary

All About Rosemary

I keep rosemary in my garden. It’s a staple!. Because its fragrant aroma is absolutely delightful, I frequently run my hands through its branches to send the smell wafting through the air. Rosemary’s botanical name, Rosmarinus officinalis, means “dew of the sea”—probably linked to its native Mediterranean. Rosemary has been used in many cultures as a symbol for remembering those who have passed away. Due to rosemary’s reputation for enhancing memory, Shakespeare’s Ophelia petitions Hamlet: “There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray you, love, remember.” In ancient Greece, students inserted rosemary sprigs into their hair when studying for exams.

Growing Rosemary

You can purchase a rosemary plant, or alternatively snip a stem from an existing plant, dip the end in rooting compound (available from garden stores), plant it in soil with plenty of sun and excellent drainage, and water regularly to prevent soil from drying out. If you live in a frost-free area, you can leave it outside during winters. Otherwise, keep rosemary in a planter to bring indoors during winter. Be careful not to overwater; just water whenever the soil feels dry.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

hi, im protestant, from mexico. so i've been teached that mother mary is really a pagan goddess of fertility related to lilith and mesopotamia which means is a demon so catholics are worshiping a demon, but… how do i know is true, i have so many doubts about it. i just wanted to ask your opinion about it. not that i really believe such thing.

…………wow, I really thought I had heard everything, but this is a new one.

The short answer is–no? I’m not even sure where that’s coming from? Catholics believe that Mary was a Jewish woman from the first center AD, who gave birth to Jesus Christ and therefore was the Mother of God. We also believe that she was born without sin, in order to carry God for nine months. She was holy and first among women, but she was absolutely a human woman–she got rocks in her sandals and screamed and wept and lost a son, just like any other woman would.

(and Catholics technically don’t worship Mary, we venerate her. I discuss the differences in this post.)

I have read comparative mythology papers that argue Mary is the Christian answer to the “divine feminine” or the “divine mother” of some pagan religions. But that doesn’t make her any less definitively Christian. (My many issues with comparative mythology are a topic for another day.) Additionally, the closest analogue would certainly not be Lilith, who occupies her own space as temptress, demonic queen, and bringer of illness within Catholic lore.

(I talk a little bit about Lilith and her evolving history in this post)

Other than that, I’m not sure what to say. Whether Mary is a demon…is never an argument I’ve had with myself before.

lemonbird514-deactivated2017080  asked:

Firstly, you got me into smut you sinner (*whispers* thank you) and second, how do you write smut? And what things do you need to avoid?

You’re welcome my little cherub. And this is purely my personal way of writing, there’s no real right or wrong way to learn how to write.

For me, personally writing smut is full of embarrassment and internal flailing because you are about to share something which is likely more than just a little bit personal with a lot of people whilst fervently hoping they’re into it too and you’re not just weird. I mean it doesn’t have to be a personal thing, but you can normally tell when an author is into something, and when they’re just doing it because they think that’s what readers want to read and are writing it begrudgingly.

It’s no secret I’m a power play diva, that shit is my jam like strawberry on toast, and even if I didn’t have the experience of being a professional smut editor (I love looking at my resume sometimes, like, yep there it is, smut editor) because it’s of interest to me, I’ve explored certain aspects of it, usually through reading or from just straight up thinking about it in my head for hours on end.  So I’ve had time to develop ideas and let them simmer down into the bare bones of what I enjoy about a scenario, and what I think others might like about it too. Learning how to convey tactile and emotional responses to stimulation in a scintillating way is also helpful. So instead of merely writing:

“he spanked her hard and she cried out”


“she writhed over his knees at the feel of his hand connecting with the tender flesh of her behind, the feeling hot and sharp, sending a jolt of shame and arousal through her core.”

So there you have the action, described in a way that your reader can understand, and also the emotional and psychological effect it has, telling them why it is enjoyable.

or from the dom perspective, rather than writing “he spanked her ass and she cried out”


“he watched her wriggling over his lap, the round swell of her ass a tantalizing sight. His palm connected with a loud smack, eliciting a pained yelp that shot through him like a bolt of pure pleasure. He massaged the skin to take some of the sting away, careful of her needs.”

So there you have more emphasis on the psychological and emotional aspect of what is going on, which tends to be the part the reader is really looking for because it’s what they want to explore. It’s something secret and private being laid open for us. It’s why we’re reading something rather than simply watching a bad porno where everyone sounds stilted and like they’re in pain.

Working on dialogue is important too. There’s times when I’ve been reading something otherwise really well written, but the dialogue comes off as though the characters have been stunned over the head with a thesaurus and are trying to remember their own names. If it sounds like it belongs in cis het porno, don’t do it. No one talks like that. At least not anyone not acting or anyone who is not a serial killer.

As for avoiding things. That’s a hard one. (that’s what she/he/they said, badumtcsh) As a personal rule, I try to avoid language that is misogynistic or harmful. I’m not ever going to call a character a slut unless it’s being cooed lovingly in a moment of clear cut dirty talk between respectful partners.

Also as a personal preference, don’t refer to female genitals as “slit” or “gash”, as it’s part of the misogynistic dialogue that reduces women to meat, and also sounds like an injury that needs to be plugged. I’d rather have to read the words “her secret garden of delights” than “her gash”. I mean neither is good but at least one sounds whimsical instead of violent.

Also weeping. Unless someone is crying. Nothing Should Be Weeping.

Also penises have a refractory period unless your characters have od’d on viagra, and for reference, 10 inches is the length of my arm from wrist to elbow. I can’t speak for everyone, but if something that size came anywhere near me, my secret garden of delights would seal shut in terror.

Just…yea. Play around with it, get past the stage when you feel like you’re dying out of shame and embarrassment and write the thing. Get a feel for what kind of stories you like to tell as a writer. That’s really the best thing you can do.

As the sun turns into the moon
As the chaotic day turns to a quiet night.
I watch him expose his bare body
In the comfort of our home
His hazel eyes
His Sun kissed tan
His Masculine silhouette.

He pierces a look of desire my way
Then presses his lips against mine
Before his lips follow my neckline
Leaving stamps of love along the way
His tongue traces my linings
Exciting my already trembling body.
Muffled moans overcome

Warm breath reaches my pelvis
I welcome him
With spread thighs and rised hips.
He eagerly sinks himself
Into my garden.
His eyes full of delight.
Im Paralyzed by pleasure.

His body shaking and yearning of need
I savour his anticipation
But he patiently traces his lips back to my mouth.
Kissing me passionately
I finally direct his body over mine.
Our bodies entwine.
His eyes look to mine for approval
Suddenly I feel myself filled.
A delightful beat between my walls.
A sympathy of moans ensue…

Ecstasy begins to kick in,
Raging sensations,
bodies thrust.
hearts race.
spines tingle.
teeth clench.
toes curl.

Plateau awaits,
Long awaited torrential spasms,
A rush of pleasure,
A warm surprise
We each embrace with love.

you never liked poetry until you heard it in my voice,
pronunciations unfamiliar
as if the words would disappear
                                             before they reached your ears

my legs are crossed and i’m picking
through the months
through your words
no longer separated from the pack

you pictured me running into your arms
pictured me in white hotel sheets
pictured me next to you every single drive
pictured me, 3477 miles from you, curled up


my hand wrapped
     around the

“say garden” you’re delighted, the heat relaxing your eyes
“say pyjamas” you’re mocking me, but we love it

you’re mocking me,
but i love you,

smiling as i slip out every word,
your bird.

smiling, even, 
as we

my face on your screen


—  sweet dreams. CC x

Announcing the Winner of my 1k Sculpture Contest, tiinasaurus !!

Knuk is a beautifully designed gryphon that I am excited to integrate into my new class.  I will be able to cover a lot about fur and feather textures as well as proportions and color schemes.  He will be really fun to pose with that lanky, yet stout form.

Congratulations, Tiina!  You will be receiving a free enrollment in my class once it opens and will have the chance to receive the finished sculpture once I am done filming.

Thank you to all that entered.  I got some really awesome designs submitted, but ultimately, Knuk was the best fit for the needs of my class.

Honorable Mentions

I would like to include a few honorable mentions that really stood out to me.  These entrants are entitled to 10% off my commission prices if they want to commission me for these characters.  They will also be  guaranteed a slot in any round of commissions that I offer this year OR they may choose a 50% off coupon for my class once it opens.

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anemicshoe for her delightful “gardeners”.  These have such a clever design.  I love the contrasting textures and the personality that each one shows.  Very believable!

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dokibird for her simple but lovely Maple.  I am a big fan of designs like this that are well composed and have excellent color schemes.  How can you not love that face?

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jsug for her beta fish dragon, Ozai.  I love that I can look at this design and literally see it gracefully swimming through the water.  Wonderful integration of real life elements into a fantasy character.

Thank you again for all that entered and reblogged the contest post.  I gained a bunch of new followers because of this contest and I really appreciate the support.  

I will be filming my class in a few weeks and hope to have it ready for enrollment over the summer.  Stay tuned and thank you everyone for making my contest a sucess!


Sweet Spring Seed Siren

wow i’ve had real creative blockage happening lately but i bought a whole load of pastel coloured markers today and i’m happy i did. spring is just starting springing where i am and there are so many delights in my little garden and so many things to plant. i just want to wear plants and tattoo plants onto myself and sleep in the soil (too many jumping spiders though so i’ll probably just keep sleeping in my bed)

gemma flack // ink & markers 2014 // buy prints here

*****A creepy narrative poem just for you*****

By Jules Haigler

The Yellow Streamers

So delightfully disturbing is this story that I am forced to retell. 

The writer is quite the dreamer, so I am forced to yell. 

He scribes my words every word as I dip my cookie in the creamer, 

so begins this dastardly tale of 

                                     the yellow steamers.

She was such a little girl, innocent in all its blissful woe.

I her neighbor on top the hill, the charmer as pleasantries go. 

I might say she was eleven, twelve or maybe thirteen, 

whatever age she was, she had the most beautiful hair I had ever seen. 

Long and blond and bright, and in the sun did it glow. 

Like Rapunzel in her tower of blight, a prince might climb it so. 

I would see her play in the garden beneath my lofty hill. 

She would be filled with much delight, a darling sight, the epitome of thrill.

Twisting and twirling a tornado of yellow hues, 

she would spin and she would grin, wiping away all my mellow blues.  

How could something so innocent be cursed to a horrible fate. 

If I had known, if god could have shown, then perhaps it would not have been too late. 

Then came her birthday, a day I knew from the many balloons, 

she jumped and skipped below the hill from morning until noon.

The many times she visited, I would offer her a lemon cake, 

so all day I worked, and all day I baked. 

Out the oven I lifted and in a box I gifted. 

I wrapped it in a yellow bow, for the kind little girl down below.

Looking passed my fence I was pleased to witness, 

her parents had gotten her a bike, which this little tyke had mastered in minutes.

On it’s handles sprouted many yellow streamers, fabric to match her hair. There could have been no better bike for a girl with so much yellow flair. 

Her birthday dress consisted of yellow daffodils on white. 

A crown of dandelions reached around her head like a fairy or a sprite.

On the bike she soared, up and down the street. 

Delightfully she roared, gliding and lifting her feet.

I stood there atop the hill just watching her play. 

Her cake in my arms, the final highlight to her perfect day. 

She saw me and waved like a sportive little lemur,

the wind whipping her hair 

                              and the bike’s yellow streamers.  

She knew I could not climb down, my old bones had trouble climbing slopes,

so she prepared her bike, she prepared her spokes. 

I watched her climb, an effort worth her time, to meet her friend, old man Will, her only neighbor living atop the hill. 

She gave me a big hug and tugged on my sleeve, 

I wished her happy birthday and a pleasant eve. 

In her basket I placed her cake and told her one slice will do the trick, 

to not ruin her supper or make her very sick.

She said her goodbyes, and I should not have let her leave, 

so this story would not exist, and I would not be here to grieve.

Alas, it is why we are here and I’m sure you want to know why. 

I warn you if you continue reading you will grimace and cry, 

for such a horror next that I regret to see, 

for it would make the strongest man collapse and grow weak in the knees.

She soared down the hill her face stretching to a grin,

 and without a helmet her long hair flapped wildly in the wind. 

Captured in a whirl as she descended the slope, 

her beautiful yellow hair got caught in her bike, got caught in her spokes. 

A million strands of hair ripped in unison to her screams, 

her bike tumbled, 

she fumbled 

into the water beside the hill, in the rocky stream. 

My cake laid to waste, never to taste next to this girl and her broken bike, a horrible sight, a horrible waste.

So is her story, the life of this little girl, 

who knew how to dance and make her hair twirl. 

Don’t believe me, well trust, go see, I am no schemer. 

Its been a week and still the water flows, not with fabric, but 

                                       a million yellow streamers.

Image source: flickr by Thomas James Caldwell 

8.2.16 [9/100 days of productivity]

four days later and my succulent family has grown exponentially thanks to my gardening grandma who was delighted that i asked if i could have any of her baby succulents. she ended up giving me six with a bunch of leaves to propagate my own as well. she’s a nutter but in the best way possible.

today’s work was some more history notes on the russian revolution which i actually really find interesting! history is definitely one of my favourite subjects at school even though so many people find it boring. sidenote: i am still in love with my macbook. it’s my baby.