I had two different blogs before - one meme and one where I just posted photos of really creative cars, trucks, bikes, kustom kulture, illustration artwork, and welded sculptures. I talked about the creators and where to find more of their work. No one really cared about the meme blog, the other had over 15k followers before the 2018 purge pissed me off and I left. (ps - I never deleted it, have not posted to it in years, and it still has over 4k new members since 2019).
Why? I like to believe it was because we as a society appreciate the artistry and talent of others. I like to believe that invention is only part of the pie, there's also the know-how that factors into the awe.
Which is why I can't get into Tumblr anymore. There is SO much AI on here now, and it is celebrated as much - if not moreso - than the real thing. And what's scary as hell is that we're still •just• able to tell what's real and what's not - I have to believe soon that demarcation will blur and then eventually disappear altogether.
There are so many truly beautiful things in this world, I don't understand why it's all being replaced with fake and we're all ok with it.
Get up and go create something real, something tangible, something that people can hold, and feel, and be made TO feel by it. Do it while anyone still values that.
I'm not saying there isn't tremendous talent in graphic artistry and it does impress the hell out of me, but if you show me something extraordinary that exists and something extraordinary that does not, there's no contest which I will appreciate.
...and I seem to be in this site's minority now.
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Ok, I recently wrote an essay [here] talking about the definition and duties of civil engineering as well as the ethics because of the brain rot @swordfright gave me with calling Dream Sam’s ultimate engineering project. So, because I actually am a civil engineer I took it upon myself to design the title and summary of quantities sheets just like I do at work for roads but with Dream as the project instead. And in honor of angst day sponsored by @sixteenth-day-event, I figured I’d share it because I feel like it kinda works for the prison of the mind prompt.
“Sam’s “ultimate engineering project” he deemed too damaged like a bumpy road or crumbling building that wasn’t worthy of patching and filling in the cracks or reinforcing, that’s too eroded to be fixed and preserved. So, Sam strived to tear him down to the bedrock so he could remake, remold, and reengineer Dream according to his design for the common safety, public health and well-fair.”
{These are very similar to the actual sheets I make day to day, which I shall not share for the sake of doxing my location, but yea pretty much everything has a significance. Some of it doesn’t necessarily make sense but that was because I was more so taking inventory of what we see in lore (so you know I counted ;) lol)}
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While I love Steve having a kid that's a nerd, my favorite is if his kid is just like him. He's popular even at 7, he's extroverted, funny, and charming albeit a little strange. He loves sports and struggles in math and doesn't really get english and gets scolded when he laughs in history—sue him he thought it was funny—and has a tendency to get detention but also is somehow a teachers pet all at once.
He has a tendency for feminine things, makes it his own with earrings and the occasional pink flower print shirt.
He begs steve to not work on the car until he gets home from school, cause even at 5, he would rather climb over the fence and run home by himself then learn his dad worked on the cool car without him.
He loves driving and cooking and dancing and loves swimming—aunt Robbie calls him a variety of aquatic animals instead of his name; minnow, fish, stingray, tigershark. Anything went.
They look alike and act alike to the point robin laughs and claims Steve just cloned himself, Eddie says that the kid is actually just Steve brought to the future through time travel. Steve laughs, he loves it ofc but he's never pushed or forced it, it just happened that way.
But there's also times, where Steve sees his son, so like him with big tears in his eyes trying to be tough. Or when all he wants is to sleep in the bed with Steve when he has a nightmare, wants his dad to kiss everything better, when he so easily seeks affection or struggles with school to the point he's getting stress migraines at 9, sees him try so hard to do his best and do what he does well. Sees him fail.
And when Steve sees this, he wonders if maybe he wasn't a bad kid. Didn't need to be tougher, manlier, smarter—better—to deserve love.
Just. Like. Steve seeing that he didn't need to be anything other than what he was. That he has no idea how his parents didn't love him bc how could he ever not love his kid? Just like its okay for him to be how he is and have a kid that a like him as well bc he's pretty great
And like. Its just that idea that Steve could only “heal his inner child” with a kid that's different then him or a girl is kind of sad that it's only that what if him and his son go to every game and constantly have grease on them what then.
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