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thesaart · 9 days ago
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Swimming with fish
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Your skin writhing and moving. Something breathes inside of you but it's not your own lungs. Something pushing between your bones and flesh. You keep yourself together but this thing is eating you. You can't stop it, can't reach inside yourself and rip it out. It wears your skin, it laughs. You can feel your chest quivering. You try to drown it out, you try to freeze it in the icy waves. But it keeps moving. You tear your face apart and give it to a fish, they eat it, they keep it safe. They laugh at you. The something is still smiling. Explanation to my brain thoughts :
My drawings can be quite confusing and I want people to understand them at least a bit more. So I'm writing this explanation to both the artwork and the text. "Swimming with fish" is an idiom used to talk about a character who's dead, especially someone who was murdered. Sampo in this artwork is dead, specifically the "something" I described in the text finally ripped him open. The drawing is about him and his relationship with the fools and his failure in trying to leave his past life behind. What the colors mean Blue/Purple What keeps him together/ protected/ covered. The blue/purple is what he uses to hide himself from others; it is his costume and facade. White Bones, the body and the naked self. It's the reflection of who he is. Someone who is drained of color, someone who is hollow. Orange The something, his identity as a fool, the orange is his faith, its elation.
Meaning of the text Sampo is trying to move on from his old life. The something is his identity as a fool that, while he is trying all he can to leave it behind, is still inside of him and he can't get rid of it. It feels like a second him that just keeps laughing at him. At his pathetic attempts to get rid of who he himself is. The fish he gives his face to is Sampo giving his mask to Sparkle. (The reason why I refer to the fish by “they” and not “she” is because sparkles personality is more of a group of fish swimming chaotically around itself than one identity.) Sampo giving his mask to Sparkle is him getting rid of the visual representation of his faith, in the hopes that this way he can leave it all behind. However that's not how it works and that's what I meant with the last two sentences. “They laugh at you.” “The something is still smiling.” Sparkle is laughing at Sampos actions cause she knows it wouldn't work and his inner self smiling indicates that sampo truly did fail. In the end elation could not be contained. Who he wanted to move on from ripped him open once again
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thesaart · 14 days ago
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In dance we are the same
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A dance between fur and teeth They can tear one another apart but the shine of the moonlight illuminates how similar they truly are
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thesaart · 21 days ago
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Clara
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An older version of Clara A mechanic and leader of the Robot Settlement, which through the years grew to the size of a small town. The settlement is primarily inhabited by robots but also by people who ,for different reasons, don't fit into the Over - or Underworld. Clara lost her arm in a battle against a gigantic fragmentum monster that also nearly destroyed Svarog. Filled with rage and adrenaline, Clara took Svarog's arm and with the desire to protect Svarog burning in her so strong she could only feel and hear her heart hammering in her chest, fused his arm with her body. The arm morphed, assimilating to what she needed and she ripped the monster in half. Standing in snow surrounded by the mangled corpse of the creature she carried Svarog away. desperate to find help and shelter. After walking in the cold for what felt like an eternity she was finally found by silvermane guards. After her fight with the monster the mechanical arm turned back quietly awaiting her next command.
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thesaart · 21 days ago
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Melanistic fallow deer filmed by Jakub Wencek in the forests of Barycz Valley.
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thesaart · 22 days ago
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in times like these at least i have the character
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thesaart · 2 months ago
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Basically how I envision the characters whenever I had any interaction with them in the penacony quest. Sunday got two designs mainly because I like to think that after the quest a few things changed about how he looks. His outfit has a lot less detail and he doesn't have his earrings anymore. In my head he didn't have time to follow his own dress rules and just threw a scarf over whatever he could find to wear. Also I love the concept that after him almost ascending his physical appearance changed, as well with one of his wings being shorter (broken and clipped from his fall) he also has feathers growing under his eyes and on his neck.
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thesaart · 2 months ago
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That’s our baby
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E-Mail i love you so much
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thesaart · 2 months ago
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Knight of Beauty
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Im way too proud of this artwork to only post it once This is one of the panels of a little comic I drew called Knights Fairytale
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thesaart · 2 months ago
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Knights Fairytale
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thesaart · 2 months ago
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Full Moon
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Furr turning black, melting together with bone and flesh turning to stone. Growing back what was once lost, pushing ice like blood through the immovable rock. Cutting and slicing through whatever dares to stand in the light of the blind wolf.
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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was listening to music and just let myself draw some bodies
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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HI
If you can help or you know someone who can contact the op !!!!!!!
Would be amazing
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Hi!! So I'm starting my bachelor project soonish! And I don't wanna make my book autobiographical entirely. I'd love to be able to use true stories from other genderqueer and intersex ppl to convey the joy and depth of our lives
Thank you!!!
thank you
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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Waves and Fish
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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Clouds above a Roof
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Will I ever be able to capture a memory in a drawing? Not just the visual remains of a memory but the thing that actually makes me remember those moments
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thesaart · 3 months ago
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Down a Mountain up a Road
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Drawing memories is a fascinating thing, just trying to re-capture what I thought I saw as a child.
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