#well in the end performance art is performance art

[alllgator-blood]

got back from my 2nd show rlly tired and i see one of my favorite artists have posted?? thanks, this will fuel me for my show tomorrow

hope your vacation went well and wish you a full recovery from the chaos in your life :DDD

Rest well tonight and I wish you luck on your show tomorrow, if you've already done two of them I know you're gonna kill it on the third one!! I can't say I know much about musicals if that's what you're referring to, but I used to do concerts (was a violinist/pianist/harp player in school) and the last show is generally the easiest imo- you've already learned from the last performances what works/doesn't work and you know the end is coming up so it feels less stressful than the previous ones. You can just put your all into it, pass out that night and wake up the next day knowing the hard part is over!

I haven't been able to draw much new art because things keep getting crazier over here but the vacation WAS pretty sweet and I DID start a comic the other day to keep me from losing my shit during the storm. THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MUSICALS BUT IF MY UNRELATED, UNFINISHED FANART CAN IN ANY WAY BRING YOU JOY, THAT'S ALL I COULD WANT TBH

I did the lines for this but the power grid went out and they are gone now......which is the funniest possible way I could've lost art progress on a tornado comic tbh

[lycanr0t]

if you'd like to share your thoughts on gay trans man marcille i'd love to read them and/or see your art of him! (no pressure of course!)

oh man will I share my thoughts dfjkh I was maybe going to eventually make a post to ramble about it but this gives me the perfect excuse to now :J

This ranting WILL have spoilers for anime only fans/ppl who haven't finished the manga!

Marcille is interesting to read as a gay trans man though. Because how I see it, during the events of the manga he would not know he's trans! Or at most, he would maybe have some Gender Feelings but he wouldn't really understand it yet.

To me, Marcille is the type who would at first do everything in his power to deny it/convince himself he isn't trans. I think he would have a fair bit of internalized transphobia just as a result of his fairly rigid way of going about things. He has specific standards for himself especially but also for others.

This is where my gay trans man headcanon for Falin comes in lol.

Not for romance reasons specifically, but because I think the way Marcille treats Falin when looked at through the lens of Marcille being a trans egg is especially interesting.

For my Falin headcanon, I see Falin as a gay trans man as well, but I think that he wouldn't be out to Marcille until after the events of the manga. This is very integral to how I view Marcille's gender discovery happening.

I think that during the time they're in school together, Marcille would have feelings for Falin that are confusing. In Marcille's mind they're both girls, so he must just be a girl into girls, right? Meanwhile Falin performs girl wrong and this challenges Marcille's worldview. Marcille cares for Falin, and this manifests as Marcille trying to 'help' Falin perform girl better. Basically, Marcille doubling down on his currently held beliefs of what gender is and how it functions instead of considering that it may not be that simple, and he and/or Falin may not be a girl. Falin I think would not bring up being trans for a few reasons but primarily that boy is just not big on conflict with people especially those he cares for.

But anyways. A perfect example of Marcille forcing his idea of correct gender performance being in a daydream hour page where Falin is drawn with short hair, and Marcille is visibly pretty upset by it. (I don't have the translated image but here it is)

I know that it seems like a small thing that doesn't hold much weight, and it's not technically canon but trans mens hair is often something that people feel that they need to control. A girl cutting her hair short is seen as this horrible, unacceptable thing. Now again, obviously Falin doesn't canonically cut his hair short, but the fact that Marcille would be upset and specifically wants it long again informs us about his view of these things. I think that hair being useful for magic would end up being a justification for both being upset by the concept of Falin with short hair, and a justification to himself on why he is not allowed to experiment with shorter hair. It's more practical for his line of work/study, so it's a perfect excuse to just never think about if he TRULY loves it long or if he is just doubling down on performing what's expected of him.

Marcille is a KING of appearing way more uptight than he is. He's very by the books, very strict seeming about doing magic right, but he also specifically primarily has interest in the most taboo magic. He's the loudest about complaining about eating monsters, but he's also the first one to outright say that if they have to eat demihumans then so be it. Marcille is full of contradicting feelings and actions and I think he's prone to trying to fit into what people expect but his heart isn't fully in it so he still ends up doing the unexpected as well.

Even after the manga, Marcille has lost his desire to take care of his hair but he honestly doesn't seem... that upset by it? He is upset, sure, but for something that appeared to be a pretty big thing for him he accepts it shockingly smoothly. Almost as if perhaps, it's a relief to have an excuse to try something different. To try shorter hair maybe? Because now he has an excuse other than doing gender 'wrong'. It would feel safer to explore.

Aand I have a TON of other thoughts but this is getting pretty long and I'm losing track of my thoughts SO I'm going to drop a small list of some other random half formed thoughts I think about in relation to Marcille being a gay trans man

marcille being half elf half tallman and the parallel between that and being trans and how when you're trans you're alienated and isolated. in society's eyes youre not fully a man, not fully a woman, you're both and neither and othered in a complicated way

everyone assuming marcilles wish is to become 'full elf' also is interesting to compare to the experience of people viewing being trans as 'wishing you were X gender' in a very binary way

marcille asking if his dad is pregnant in a flashback just feels like something a trans egg kid would say

marcilles overall attachment to his father tbh.

marcille being super into romance novels and specifically his succubus presenting as a pretty boy from his novels. Obviously this can be read romantic or whatever but I know personally a lot of characters I was obsessed with as a child that I thought was romantic attraction turned out to be a combination of attraction and wanting their gender expression. I think it's interesting to read into marcille's interest in romance novels as him finding a 'safe' way to explore his attraction to men and desire to be a man without actually acknowledging that directly. (a lot of irl gay trans men do similar before they realize theyre gay trans men!)

Aaand that's my thoughts for now lmao. Here's some pen doodles I did while figuring out how I wanted to draw post-canon marcille :> Still working on figuring him out but I like how these look! I like the idea of him having some facial hair (not very long as elves seem to not be able to grow much body hair) and probably cutting his hair so it's more shoulder length and a bit easier to manage!

[rebirthgarments]

Monday April 29 is Seraj's Support Soiree (virtual!)- Auction is live until May 3!

Come dance with me at Seraj’s Support Soiree April 29 from 7-9pm CST (Chicago Time!)

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Get event tickets and bid on the auction at givebutter.com/serajsupport Or support Seraj directly at bit.ly/payseraj

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Dance to beats from DJ @QueerShoulders

Featuring selections from past @RebirthGarments + @RadicalVisibilityCollective fashion performances. We will be hyping up @Se3raj.0 fuhn-raizer while talking about all the art + services in our auction that you can bid on!

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[lolathepeacocklord]

if they started a band together I think it should be called Triple A, representing their combined power of autism adhd and autism again

[cardboardfisher]

Final Performance

A little backstory illustration for my Rogue/Bard, Florian. Very shortly before the THING happened in his backstory.

[plugnuts]

SOUTH PARK CYBER AU: BEGINNING NEXT

Panels under the cut:

[countess-of-edessa]

maria khoreva: has been posting on Instagram about how she'll be performing at the YAGP New York gala for a while now, obviously not keeping it a secret at all and lots of ballet people have been discussing it

some stupid representative in albany: you kept this a SECRET from us so we couldn't protest because you were trying to sneak in the Russians under the radar how dare you they're representatives of Putin >:(

[akkivee]

imitation is a form of flattery, fling posse said once

[higherhell]

Ryoichi Endo - Soft Ballet, Vietnam (January 23, 2024 - Clip Studio Paint)

Rough around the edges, but I was overcome with feelings about That One Performance of Vietnam by Soft Ballet yesterday (as I often am) and had to finally do something with it after wanting to for ages. Call it an exploratory test I suppose, as I definitely intend to return to this subject later, my work here is not done... (would love to go for a more dramatic angle for example, and higher detail...there are so many breathtaking shots in that performance it's overwhelming) But for now I figure I may as well share, since so little of my work lately has been share-able, haha (perils of ambitious secret personal projects, rip lol)

[th3-0bjectivist]

“Wavelengx” - Animated painting

Original acrylic painting currently on sale for a pittance (15 $) on Poshmark at https://poshmark.com/closet/galleryofluke

[tedhead]

jesus christ pauline???????????????

[beeben]

If some of yall actually took like 30 seconds to look at how someone who makes ai art and the process behind it you'd stop being like "oh its lazy"

[incandescent-eden]

31 Days of Horror Day 16: Theatre

Content warnings: death, descriptions of corpses and decaying

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    The Lasalle name held no prestige even when the family’s grand theater by the city square blazed with lamplight every night. It hung faded over a boarded-up entrance with cracking, peeling letters, and crass graffiti on the right wall facing the street.

    The chandeliers still hang from the entrance hall, dripping with cobwebs swaying like wraiths. The mirrors have largely fractured, the gilded paint on their frames cracked and chipped. Beer bottles and cigarette butts litter the old tiles with scuffed flower motifs.

    Callista alone remembers the grandeur of the theater. She sits patiently in the audience (although she must admit her patience is wearing as thin as the threadbare seats) pulling the cotton that spills out, the once-rich burgundy chairs now a dull brown. She pays no mind; only, she sighs loudly when a large rat skitters by her feet.

    It does a double take when it sees her - rats are such intelligent creatures - but, discerning no harm, it runs away, no doubt back to its partner and many, many rat children.

    The audiences found the rats dreadful. The ladies would clutch at the pearls that choked them, fainting when one ran by, and the gentlemen would oh so gallantly (gentlemen always considered themselves gallant, as if it was such a tremendous task, this calming after seeing rats in a crowded city) catch them, holding them stiffly upright. Callista used to peek out from the doors on the side of the amphitheater if the manager wasn’t looking.

    She remembers Viola most all, with eyes like spotlights from the back of the theater, trained on Callista.

    There are no simpering young ladies and their chivalrous escorts to mind the rats now. What is theatre with no audience?

    The orchestra plays silently tonight, as every night. It still brings the hair on the back of her neck to a stiff stand, goose prickles up and down her arms, a quickening heartbeat. Or at least, she remembers these sensations.

    The flesh forgets, but perhaps, tonight, it remembers. Perhaps tonight, as with every night before, or so Callista hopes, there is a bit of land outside of town where wild clover dances, and underneath, the bones try to clasp their fingers together, and the descendants of worms from decades ago constrict unknowingly compelled by some small part of a diaphragm their ancestors pushed through.

    She pushes her skirts under her legs, leaning stubbornly back into the chair. Presses her lips together as hard as she can. Somewhere, maybe, there’s a fox who lives only because her starving great-great-great-grandmother, through sheer luck, dug up the body of a contralto and, because nature loves irony, tore out her throat. Perhaps that fox makes small, low whimpers as it dreams, the echoes of a song passed down in time.

    The stage, empty and dusty, and obscured by shadow, beckons her still. If she snuck into the wings, she would find the floorboards decayed with gaping holes through which a person could fall. The smell of face powder and perfume would be replaced by mildew, and the rustling of skirts and gleeful, sheepish shushing would be nothing but insects and rodents running and fighting in the walls.

    If she stood on that stage, no spotlight would save her from the consuming, frigid dark that enveloped the building.

    It used to be: no matter how hard she practiced, she could still feel the pounding of her heart in her throat when the audience’s eyes and ears focused in on her hotter than any spotlight.

    Callista looks to her left, to her right, behind her, above to the mezzanine. Empty. Empty. Empty. A one-woman audience with no show to watch.

She touches her throat (metaphorically, of course. She hasn’t had a throat or a sense of touch in decades), and turns her attention back to the empty stage.   

[chrispy3]

im your biggest fan, ill follow you until you love me

[Image Description: A digital drawing of my character, Persi. The scene is a cityscape at night. She stands in the light of a streetlamp, frozen as a shadowy figure behind her stabs her in the back with a large knife that protrudes through the front of her abdomen. The wound is bleeding decently. Her head is just out of the streetlight’s light, and she wears an expression of pain and confusion. The only features that can be made out on the shadowy figure are a single eye staring down at her as it towers over her and the arm holding the knife. The background around her is a cityscape, but it appears warped and seems to spin with her disorientation. There are abstract windows scattered along buildings with eye designs that watch her. End Description]

[bravevolunteer]

the only high school teacher michael ever got along with was his art teacher

[mariocki]

Infinite list of favourite lyrics: 212/?

George Michael - Freedom! '90 (1990)

"But today the way I play the game

Is not the same, no way;

Think I'm gonna get myself happy.

I think there's something you should know,

I think it's time I told you so,

There's something deep inside of me -

There's someone else I've got to be.

Take back your picture in a frame,

Take back your singing in the rain,

I just hope you understand

Sometimes the clothes do not make the man."