writer of the "trying too hard" kind. sometimes I make art. here to indulge in nerdy stuff. Also on Instagram
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a short project I'll be working on some time soon
"know the ways"
a collage I made a while back when I had a thing for lichens and Hildegard of Bingen and decided to blend the two in an art piece because frankly, why not??
I miss them so much.
Venus
The Red Waver
collecting posts of this type
im suuuuuper tired. i think ill stay up for another 5-24 hours
Sometimes little pleasures in life are loadbearing. Whenever someone is like "If you'd just give up tea and coffee and sugar and--" im like I'll stop you right there. Because if you finish that sentence i am going to kill everyone in this building and then myself. If i have to face the horrors of the world without my little jar of caramel flavoured instant coffee i am going to go full American Psycho. Believe it or not, my main priority in life is not to have perfect teeth or be an Olympic athlete or look like a supermodel, but to actually enjoy living, because I spent far too long not doing that and it royally sucked. And boy, some people don't like hearing that. Particularly dentists
Haven't shown this lady warrior yet! She's dressed as a Ukrainian cossack (more of a costum-y version than a historical one). A digital sketch, mimicking old graphite on paper drawing.
Ще таку воїтельку не показувала. Скетч цифровий, але в стилі старого рисунку графітом по жовтому папері. Дуже таке люблю!
posting this at long last 🙃
this took me WAY too much time but I wanted to experiment with new techniques and brushes
t'was fun (except for the mandatory mid-process crisis)
me whenever i have to color
Панянка ландскнехт в обладунках з 16-го сторіччя. "Можна вже їх лупашити, мій пане?"
A quick sketch of a landsknecht lady. "Can I hack at them already, my liege?"
A short explanation of my layer by layer drawing of Central/Eastern Ukrainian folk attire, for anyone who might be interested.
times are tough. i need to get back in touch with a piece of media that i can hyper-fixate on
Me and my girlfriend did a lil photo shoot in our regalia back in December
not the billiard balls in the shape of the alaska state flag looking so temporary against the northern lights. this town was here long before alaska was even named alaska
Can't stop thinking about Night Country. That feminine rage is cold and hard; old, older than everything else, and buried deep. That a woman alone is a dead woman; a woman alone is the most dangerous thing. That a man's ego is more important than a woman's life. That a woman who speaks up isn't silenced, she's destroyed. That women are strongest when they're together, when they speak, when they sing. When they're seen.
That what men want for themselves is reason enough to lay waste to everything else. That when it's weighed on the scales, their chance to live a little longer is worth more than a baby's first breath. That they'll do whatever it takes, even when it poisons all of our water.
How a mother dies and her daughter dies too, but a son can't live until he's killed his own father. How women only have power when they lie, assume the role of men, align themselves to men, or die.
And when they will no longer clean up after them.
When they honor who came before, paint the protest on their face, and learn their real name. When they emerge from the ice, leave the night behind and walk toward the sun instead of into the sea. When they shape their own stories. When their tongue is returned to them.
What a fucking masterpiece.
I guess she wanted to take them. I guess she ate their fuckin' dreams from the inside out and spit their frozen bones.
Rose Aguineau is what I aspire to be , fucking a cryptid guy , living alone in the frozen tundra with weed and music , the way she dresses up for Christmas ( the red dress) and gets out the fine china for only herself...
what the last pringle sees
Old sketch found buried in desk mess.
Aquiline noses of all kinds, you will always be my favourites ❤️🔥
Hello - this is Lulit, a protagonist in my current story project.
She is 13yo, she lives on a planet blighted by a deadly rainborne disease, and her birth was the result of a highly unethical scientific experiment. But she doesn't know that last part quite yet.
There's loads more I should have done to this portrait but I get bored after a while.
Bonus pic is Lulit's name written in her world's bridge language.
She’s gonna dismantle the patriarchy.
you are the light, i am the shadow
stickwork - patrick dougherty (2010)
So them
the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating
The pose I found my partner in after watching Arcane act 2
My experience in watching arcane season two
change of pace. here’s some gross werewolf content