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It’s plum season

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as a double-duty M/M and M/F fic enjoyer, i fear it is my cross to bear the observation that people's judgy attitudes about reylo are no better than people's judgy attitudes about hockey rpf. those writers have been in the TRENCHES innovating on new perversions for us all and we should simply be grateful

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height check. how tall are you people in my phone

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La Bête / The Beast (1975) | Dir. Walerian Borowczyk

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Last night during our crazy thunderstorms, I remembered clicking around fan-made content for a rollercoaster game a while ago and stumbling on this six-minute on-the-rails immersive "ride" some guy made that makes you feel like you're in a tornado disaster.

EVERY asset--every tree and building and chair and safety rail and lightbulb--was placed with purpose at some point, by a single human hand. Every turn of the camera and new environmental setpiece and rail speed change conceived of by a single amateur individual. 6:30 minutes of an insanely detailed fake amusement park ride that makes you feel like you're in a E5 tornado for some reason. In not a particularly cool or popular game, with not particularly cool or decent effects, with hundreds of hours (at least) required behind a project like this to learn this particular game's janky UI, quirks, its capabilities and limitations (the way you have to learn any creative medium. and this guy chose Planet Coaster).

People make art in everything. It is wild to consider the Matrix-esque endless "fields of the Real" graveyards of digital passion project embryos like this, slumbering now (but fully formed! capable of surviving outside the womb. like Neo! fully realized and "grown"! but sleeping now. asleep forever.). Each of them occupied months or years of their creator's spare time. Daydreaming, technical and mechanical practice in their "off-the-clock," "hobby" hours. If and when the Planet Coaster goes offline, this tornado ride can simply not be opened or experienced again. And at that point, beyond the technical hurdles of getting it to run, whatever appetite there might have been to see the content at all (if it ever existed) simply doesn't exist anymore. The will to move from rest to activity bc you decided you want to find "Planet Coaster" art now-- much less "experience" it, by "riding" the ride online yourself--will simply cease to exist.

I'm not saying that's inherently good or bad, or sad or deserved (i.e. re: this convo I'm not interested in "what is art?" or "is some art more worthwhile and 'sad' to lose than others?"). But when you consider how literally every medium in which it's possible to express creativity has at least a few freaks who decide to become that medium and that medium only's Mona Lisa, for their own human purposes but also, clearly, called in some way by GOD to log in and work on their Planet Coaster rollercoaster tornado experience. Only for their work to be inevitably swept away, as all art must be, in the dry washes and creekbeds of time... it boggles and staggers the mind.

edit: and yes, I DID think of “j/o with me into a twister” Craigslist guy

Presumably this vid/“experience” could have been huge for him :’(

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Found a lovely jasmine bush during my evening walk

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Ad Reinhardt painting at the Museum of Modern Art, 1964. Photos by Burt Glinn.

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Michael Halak (Palestinian, b. 1975)

Terra Sancta (Figs), 2022

Oil on wood

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problematic time zone gap

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The Cell (2000)

dir. by Tarsem Singh

cinematography by Paul Laufer

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TWIN PEAKS | 2.02

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A fashion photo by Louise Dahl-Wolfe, 1942

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if u guys can do one thing this summer, make it eating a nectarine. song of the century