#hugin scribbles

[blae-kitta]

Finished the Ford jammies figure of the pair, off this delightful design. Ford was certainly more finicky then Bill (especially the fucking GLASSES); Bill's post can be seen here. I also decided to hand make a candle for Ford's candle holder by dipping a wick into melted wax until the desired thickness, even if I know that I'll never likely light it due to it most certainly likely to burn the figure itself... That's why it looks wonky.

As always with Tumblr, click to see better quality photos. Very thrilled to have them both hanging out on my desk; a photo of them in their now natural habitat, plus more photos below the cut! I'll likely also do a process post for Ford since there are more photos for him... (Plus here's my master post of figures!)

[huginsmemory]

Joked about this on my meta post and was like. Well. Gotta draw it now

[inventor-zanie]

Miss Zanie,

I have heard you are quite adept in tinkering. Since Hugin is unavailable at the moment, I would like to ask you about a potential collaboration. The Heroic Order deals with a lot of paperwork. Is there anything that can be done to lighten that workload? I was thinking of a device that records voice and then automatically transcribes it onto paper. That way, filing reports will be a matter of minutes!

Please do let me know what would be required for this commission, how long it would take you and what your estimated charge will be.

Sincerely yours, Dame Lavinia

“Oh wow…”

“Dame Lavinia, from the Heroic Order? That’s the Lightbearer Empire…”

Zanie begins mumbling to herself, focused on the request at hand after the initial surprise…

“Okay, what’s her request about… Oh! This device that records voice and transcribes onto paper…” She begins writing it down on a page of her notebook as a mean to engrave it further into her memory, while mumbling still. She knows such a curse as longevity eventually catches up to her, but at the moment she just tries what she can to combat the negativity of it.

“That’s a smart idea, and if all goes well, it can be really efficient. Wouldn’t need to use up as much ink either, I’d bet. Like you just need to talk to the device the stuff that you want it to write down and then it’ll go… Right, right…”

A glint of hope in her eyes helps brighten up her face a little. “And I mean, if we could secure this deal with the Heroic Order, we at the Brimstone Village would still be able to prove ourselves even without echorites…!”

Sitting at her desk, she rests her chin on one hand idly while her other plays with the pen she’s holding, tapping the other end gently on the desk. “Hmm…” The glint from before gradually dims. “But so far, it only sounds good. For it to look good and do what it’s supposed to do…”

“… I’ll need to talk to Hyla about this later and see what she and the others can do with the materials for the prototype. I’ve got ideas of how it’d look like… As for how long it’d take and the price, she can help handle it…”

After scribbling down a rough sketch of the device, Zanie stands up from her seat and walks to where she keeps her boxes, just right next to her desk. There’s the slightly puzzled look on her face, but she isn’t completely stuck, either…

“For now, let’s try with these metal parts I already got, see what goes where…”

That is, until she realizes she’s missing some of her stuffs.

“… Who in the…!?”

[hugins-cabinet-of-curios]

This is essentially an archive for my posts collected across the various accounts I have (mostly so I can keep track of things I've made over the years). These accounts include:

@huginsmemory -> shit posting, rambling and meta posts

@roseserpentpress -> bookbindery account

@blae-kitta -> art account

I'm also on AO3 under H_bivitattus (fanfiction) and sigh_of_the_primordial_mouth (meta analysis).

Tags include:

#hugin rambles -> rambles/meta analysis

#hugin politics -> political analysis

#hugin writes -> fanfiction links/plugs

#roseserpentpress -> bookbinding I've done

#hugin scribbles -> art I've made

#hugin sculpts -> sculptures/figures I've made

#hugin memes -> fandom related silly posts

I'll also tag the correlating fandoms :)

[harveydont]

I am SO excited to finally reveal this tattoo design commission I’ve been working on for @waiting4codot.  It was a delight and a wonderful experience.

[micaramel]

Artist: Miriam Visaczki

Venue: Christian Andersen, Copenhagen

Exhibition Title: The Plains of Passage

Date:��November 16 – December 22, 2018

Click here to view slideshow

Full gallery of images, press release and link available after the jump.

Images:

Images courtesy of Christian Andersen, Copenhagen

Press Release:

And then they came to a gate. The two wind-swept figures standing amidst the clearing are Ayla and her partner Jondalar on their long and adventurous journey westwards along the Great Mother River, the Danube, and still there is so much more to explore.

The 760 pages of the History novel The Plains of Passage by Jean M. Auel, sequel to The Mammoth’s Hunters, The Valley of Horses and prequel to The Shelters of Stone, set out to write an unbearded tale of the Pleistocene, which foresees a different fate for its female protagonist than to squat in a cave and wait for her food, supplied by a half-ape. Instead Ayla leaves, embarking on a life in-between tribes, crossing the plains with a horse and a wolf she tamed herself (first time in human history). As the main character is faced with bloody initiations, game changing shamans, and the psychological exploration of animalistic totems, the reader shares in her comfort to be able to fully rely on her mystical intuition which helps her to confidently master her heart in passage. She turns to pouch-making and fur-sewing, leather-bending and wool-knitting, which leaves the old horde in dumbstruck admiration and the new peers in teeth-grinding distrust. The post-feminist novel seeks gender equality in an ancient romance to fictionalize emancipation as “a natural part of life”, opposed to the straining and still ongoing discussion about equal pay. Within, Visaczki shows the contradicting lure of a conservative Fantasy met with the rituals of progress on the gallery’s wide white plains.

The woollen felts show Landscapes of Far Away, views on the settlement, and a pre-historic dispute between a dinosaur and a butterfly. One, an extinct, monstrous relic – the has-been, the other cursed to metamorphize itself from a caterpillar to a symbol of beauty and change. Other felts transform doodles and scribbles into woollen patterns and ornaments, that seem to root from a graphical habit of juvenile expression by the use of the faded, yet intense colour range of textmarkers and other office supply products. Wooden sculptural elements from the same anthroposophical spectrum compose a greyish wall that divides the gallery, which offers a gateway, a passage to slip through. But instead of being a symbolistic take on threshold, exploration and passage, there may be other questions attached to these motifs’ bipolarity. For example: is it an option for me to remain on one of life’s lower floors? This question leads to the Unabomber, neo-paganism and all sorts of right-wing sentiments that can come with or without gentrification, but certainly with identity tales of loss and exclusion murmured among those clutching the slickly spinning spiral of civil progress.

But the question also leads you straight to the half-ape you were and you left behind. Does the horse I domesticated myself really understand me? And that lover that travels the plains with me? What will I tell the new tribe about the old one? What will I tell the old tribe about the new one? Do I really need this wolf?

Well, in moments of doubts you can always bow your head low over the old weathered rune stone and read there whatever you can get out of it. Take for example the two ravens Huginn (Old Norse “thought”) and Muninn (Old Norse “memory”). Huginn and Muninn inform Odin (Old Norse “Gandalf”) about what is happening in the world and report to him at the end of each day. Odin, although generally perceived as a blood-thirsty-warrior-God cares very much about the two ravens. The Edda, in a translation by Benjamin Thorpe, let’s Odin mumble:

Hugin and Munin fly each day over the spacious earth. I fear for Hugin, that he come not back, yet more anxious am I for Munin.

For Miriam Visaczki’s show “The Plains of Passage” you have to imagine Odin waiting for Huginn and Muninn and they just won’t come back home.

Peter Wächtler

Link: Miriam Visaczki at Christian Andersen

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[blae-kitta]

Sketch page! Margaritabille au by @kerink with Bill making a caesar, Ford in the outfit I'm living in rn, a joke post I've already posted of where Ford loses a bet, and an interaction that been lodged in my frontal lobe for ages and was gonna make a proper comic for and then didn't

[blae-kitta]

Inspired by @wickywackwhat phenomenal post, I've decided to make both as christmas ornaments hanging figures from air dry clay; here's Bill who I finished first! Triangles are so much easier to sculpt then people... While working on him I blasted Chappell Roan, which I feel fits the mood well, haha!

WIP shots in the readmore (and a photo of where he now lives on my desk)

Edit: as of Oct 21 2024, Ford figure!!

[blae-kitta]

Widower

[blae-kitta]

Bill!phone somewhat poster. @curiouscatastrophe this is for u, since you're the one that spurred me on to actually breathe life into phone!bill

[blae-kitta]

I kept seeing this joke around and finally had some time to colour my sketches so...

[blae-kitta]

Completely forgot to post this whoops.

[blae-kitta]

Ruined by your own creation/devotion (piece one of two, another pic and a video to show shiny-ness below)

[blae-kitta]

Coloured version be upon ye. Something something biggest catch in all dimensions🎣👀😳.

WIP photos, dialogue n inspiration below.

[blae-kitta]

Destroyed by your own devotion and creations.

Wip below.

[blae-kitta]

Dreamscape chats before everything went wrong