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[vyllain]

red dead lucio

[tsukiyamavalentine]

Some Plush Designs!

Thought I would share some plushie designs for Shuu and Kanae, as well as two OCs!

Some of these are a little old, (peep my old username on the shuu plush!) would quite like to give Kanae a revamp specifically, but I am in the process of making my Kanae plush, so I will probably base a revamp off the final product!

I have actually finished a Shuu plushie with a different outfit, but I was working with a new fabric and pattern so I consider that one a ‘test run’, I will probably share him eventually! I am quite happy with him, but the Kanae plushie is looking much more promising, so I’m glad he was just a test run!

Would also like to give Kanae a new outfit. I would like to give both Kanae and Shuu little pyjama outfits.

Here are some designs for my OCs - Maddie & Bunny! (That’s not an old username on maddie’s i still use it for Pinterest)

Maddie especially needs a revamp bc I wasn’t sure what outfit I wanted for her. not a fan of her final design overall but i have time to work on her. I’m really excited to work on Maddie plushies bc she has a lot of different hairstyles. This base hairstyle is just a placeholder whilst I improve on drawing black hair.

Bunny’s outfit is also tremendously basic, I’d want to give them their jacket with this fit and give them a more extravagant outfit but this outfit needed to be simple enough for me to make on a plush scale. I also want to try and make this dress myself, maybe in time for Halloween????? (I do not have Bunny’s luscious long hair though!)

So yah. These are the four base plushies I work off of atm. I am working on a Miguel O’Hara plushy design too, and I want to make a Hide plush, bc I’m salty he never got an official plush! (Can u believe? Hide never got an official TG plushie!!!! I must rectify this!!!)

They’re not perfect, a little silly, a little in need of revamp, but I like them enough.

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

[foxbirdy]

A short comic I made about my experiences as a seasonal worker, and the way places change you.

Prints & PDF

[lokh]

DO YOU SEE MY VISION... DO YOU SEE WHAT THEY COULD BECOME

[moonstoast]

yes & no by natalie wee

[marf244]

[ladybeug]

So a while ago I was talking to @anna-scribbles and @marimbles about adrien and gender (as you do), and as a part of that conversation we said... hey do you remember that jenna marbles video where she put rhinestones all over her face?

and then, tangentially... do you remember that one clown makeup vine?

hold on i'm going somewhere with this:

We got to where I was going. but i'm still driving:

[sparklingsora]

doodle dump. give it up for WORLD'S WORST POLYCULE!!! (feat. my vox redesign)

you know how hermit crabs like form queues where they exchange shells from biggest to smallest. yeah these bitches do that but with shirts

[crescentfool]

december 31st but i make it silly (based on a tumblr post, below the cut!)

everyone say thank you xenia, i made adjustments for the december 31st context but nyx avatar is still fitting.

original draft of the last panel. i considered putting the bi flag but i didn't know how to squeeze it in. we love ryoji mochizuki in this house.

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Big bird protecting his baby bird :3

[lotus-pear]

smoke break

[dharmaart]

Study in pencil of a Nordsvensk brukshäst (North Swedish Horse).

[baskeigh-ball]

i figured, if i was gonna get back into tumblr, i might as well do it by posting an entirely new thing that's unrelated to literally anything else i've been working on

[peanuttoffee]

don’t even get me started on clones-

oh actually, please do. first and foremost, Rex. the amount of love and appreciation i have for this man is unmatchable

[cozylittleartblog]

New Family Speedrun 00:09.12 (World Record Not Clickbait???)