Since I drew the baby ravager in yesterday’s painting I wanted to see what it’d look like all grown up! My interpretation what one might look like is a sort of moose/bison/tapir with lots of teeth—and a nice glossy coat since Tango feeds it so well 😉
The goal was to maintain the big ginormous head and protruding nose but also keep it at least somewhat grounded in reality, so when started out I sketched out a rough skeleton so I could figure out the anatomy in a way that made sense to me [decked out voice playing in my head at all times: BEAST SENSE] Plus a Tango for scale!
Reblog if you think the girl on the right is just as cute as the girl on the left 😤🤩💪🏼
Sometimes, I'm sad about the hobbies I have abandoned or have been too intimidated to pick up. But... what good is it, to just beat myself up over that? My bass is sitting in the corner, patiently waiting, and so is everything else. My life isn't over, and I've got nothing to answer to. I'm wading through a sea of time, and I'll pick up the seashells that interest me, and it's okay to put one back in the sand. The current's waves will bring it back to me if that is to be destiny. I can not hate myself into productivity, so I must swim on.
I think the same can apply to anybody. It's okay if you have dropped something, such as a hobby or passion. Human beings are like that sometimes, it isn't reasonable for you to beat yourself into submission. You, too, can not hate yourself into being a well-rounded person. You must cultivate it like you would a garden - with patience, time, and care.
"Yet when he tried to picture her, he only saw the wife he’d killed. He had sobbed each time he struck her, and afterward carried her down to the rocks to give her to the crabs." ~A Feast For Crows, The Iron Captain.
Don't you just hate when your sex slave salt wife cheats with, and is knocked up by, your mean brother, forcing you to beat her to death? So rude!
Bonus version with shittily drawn Euron and Balon in the background:
When you answered the ask asking about your art style (which is a post I keep looking back on bc what you have to say is very interesting) in one of your screenshots of you talking you mention something about how most if not all of your symbolism is self referent and I was wondering what you meant by that!
Hellloooo. I’m glad you found my ranting interesting. Here is some Dirk art I’m probably never going to finish for your troubles.
What I meant by that when talking about any symbolism in my art is that it doesn’t reference outside sources - e.g. where some art might use something like religious concepts, animals, real life events to represent ideas, I tend to use things more like colors, contrasting objects, composition. That sort of thing. So things that are inherently a part of the work itself rather than connections to the real world. If I ever do use symbolism otherwise, it’s usually comic related even still. Although I have done pieces with religious symbolism before too, haha.
I don’t know how to describe it other than “self referential” because I’m not really sure what else to classify that sort of symbolism as. Just… artistic maybe? Non literal? I couldn’t say. I think it all basically just goes along with the majority of my art nowadays being more figurative than literal. Sorry if this doesn’t explain it very well. It’s also funny to think that anyone is “Looking back” on any of my texts posts though, haha. To me I feel like I am just dumping my words on my poor followers. Surprising. Thank you for reading.
a tanked thierry gets lovingly reminded that married men get scritches;
THUS INTRODUCES MY VERY FIRST FULLY FINISHED ANIMATIC! it's not much, but i promised myself i'd get one done this year, & I DID IT!
remember; you can put anything you set your mind to, no matter how late in the day or how small or silly the finishing result! woohoo!
AUDIO SOURCE ( i'm fairly sure ) ;; link ~
DIRECT VIDEO INSPIRATION ;; link ~
& of course, rosemary belongs to my beloved @tomiechu !!!
smth smth about 'the thing that the character did that you thought was rly rly funny in the moment is actually linked to a terrible trauma that lies within said character.' or wahtever.
I'm replaying JfA and I gotta say its very valid of this 8 year old to be currently in a phase of making shipping her cousin with her boss her entire personality. Extremely annoying, but in a way where it's like. Yeah. Good writing. Pearls' mom just went to prison and she's discovering an entire world outside of the village she was raised in as in she didn't know what a train was, but damn if saying "special someone" isn't more fun than thinking about any of that.
(in other replaying JfA news, it looks like Franziska does vaguely want to keep her perfect record... and has canned phrases to go with it... she just forgets that she wants that when a trial goes beyond her expectations and starts revealing new info. And then after feeding the defense lines and staying quiet for the entire final questioning other than that she catches up to what just happened and freaks the fuck out. Mood, girl)
In some ways, Artemis is a fairly chill individual -- at least in terms of what he permits in his close relationships.
For example, we learn that in the sequel series, Myles has started to (occasionally) call the Fowl parents "Mater" and "Pater" (and has started to call his eldest brother "Dr. Fowl" while Beckett refers to him as "Arty"). It's patently an attempt to one-up Artemis' "Mother" and "Father". The fact that Artemis took multiple calls from his research ship, leaving That developing quirk completely unmocked, was decent to say the least, lmao.
This is Mouse (She/Him/It), my floor cleaning coworker. He works autonomously.
We are all very nice to her but I'm especially Normal™ for him. I thought you might appreciate meeting it
I am so happy that my various machinery/robot posts have prompted people to send me cool things! What a beautiful creature with a beautiful name... the green plastic mouse taped onto it. She is so wonderful and the world is full of joy.
Part of my experience with abuse is hoping I get a kid like me so I can know how easy it can be to love them, how easy it is to not treat them how I was treated, and breaking that cycle. It was only hard for them to love me as a child because they didn't love me in the first place. They wished for me to know the hate they had, and I refuse to carry their water for them like that. It was never hard to love me.