thevolpin
thevolpin
Volpin
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Cryptid Lover ◦ Eternally Falling ◦ Artist from Germany ◦ GER/ENG ◦ Spiritual, Transformative and Animal Art ◦ OC ramblingsCW artistic gore, mild nudityComissions Open!
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thevolpin · 9 hours ago
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Comission for Noren!
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thevolpin · 14 days ago
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Comission for Tarsily https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:y2teddyyk3vsyyh4mrohbyjk
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thevolpin · 24 days ago
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reblog this and in the tags, write the band that comes to mind first when you think back to being 13 years old
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thevolpin · 1 month ago
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Windchimes and Fruit and Spirit-Lures and Precious Metals. Tell me what a self-sufficient Tribe could possibly want to trade for? They have everything at their fingertips and decide they need more? The other figure gently shook their head: There is more to trade for than *goods*. The true strength of a secret society is that it can act without being seen, be daring without meeting resistance. The true weakness of a secret society is that no one will come to defend it, should someone want it gone. You may think exposing this place an act of foolishness, when the many eyes keep each other in check. No one would dare to lash out as long as the others watch. Do not think them foolish, their hospitable manners are underlaid with equal parts cunning and ferocity. And do not think for a moment that they would not be daring, despite resistance. Many have come before to take what they protect, the tribe always remained.
When you hear your name over the crowd, by an unfamiliar voice...
Worldbuilding exercise and big background practise piece to start working on the things I always avoided doing. Starting to fall in love with treating the world my characters are in, as a character in itself.
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thevolpin · 1 month ago
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A little gift art I made for Zyphre, whom I met while streaming on https://www.twitch.tv/the_volpin This Art streaming Journey is wild~
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thevolpin · 2 months ago
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Finished artistic freedom comission for Noren_daWolf! Comissions are open!
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thevolpin · 2 months ago
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Cut through the veil. Reveal the spectres. Dispell the Illusions. Guide the Path. All creatures posess the capability to heal themselves, It is an ingrained part of every living organism. A necessary ability for survival. To assume yourself incapable of healing is refuting that you are a part of that very nature. If you are alive, you can heal. -------------------------------------------- https://www.twitch.tv/the_volpin Come howl at me sometime. https://x.com/TweetingKitsune https://bsky.app/profile/volpin.bsky.social https://www.instagram.com/thevolpin/ https://www.furaffinity.net/user/vertex-chiral
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thevolpin · 3 months ago
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thevolpin · 3 months ago
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That signature look of superiority.
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thevolpin · 3 months ago
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For years I've waited here For it to appear Something black but yes clear Behind my fear I have waited patiently my dear For years I've been writing songs About how I long With words I've searched for something more What could I find There behind All the flickering thoughts I think are mine Tell me how to open my eyes I have always been afraid That it's up to fate That there is no other way And there's no change In this waiting room I'm about to stay What could I find There behind All the flickering thoughts I think are mine Tell me how to open my eyes What could I find There behind All the flickering thoughts That I think Are mine Almost three years since I drew this picture: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49093591/ And now this re-imagining exists. Almost three years of revolving my mind around the idea that I and what I do are worth something and that I have everything I need, already there, waiting to be realized, remembered, returned. All it takes is being kind, being curious, being persistent. Taking the things you hold dear serious an not compromising for them, stopping to inflict the abuse of the world on yourself like an echo. Kusesu is now irrevocably intertwined with me as a character for the world I am building, as a reflection of the self I am fostering and the perspective I have on the nature of the self, the mind and the soul. His story has only just begun. https://www.twitch.tv/the_volpin Come howl at me sometime. https://x.com/TweetingKitsune https://bsky.app/profile/volpin.bsky.social https://www.tumblr.com/thevolpin
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thevolpin · 3 months ago
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kazuaki horitomo’s tattooed cats.
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thevolpin · 4 months ago
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thevolpin · 4 months ago
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IMAX UPLOADED THE MUMMY TRAILER WITH HALF THE AUDIO CHANNELS MISSING AND CREATED 40 SECONDS OF UNDILUTED COMEDIC PERFECTION
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thevolpin · 4 months ago
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Yeen-Soup - cooked live on https://www.twitch.tv/the_volpin
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thevolpin · 4 months ago
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thevolpin · 4 months ago
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happy old gnoll
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thevolpin · 4 months ago
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One of the stranger parts of being Bi-Polar is how severely and tangibly it affects my creative process.
I have been incredibly stunted in my emotional development. Expressing aswell as feeling emotion is something that does not come easily to me. I had a rather rough upbringing and nothing was taught to me in a healthy way, wich as a result made me harshly supress everything I could as an act of self preservation.
A circumstance I work very hard to fix.
Art has always been my go-to tool for /feeling/, for /expressing/ - even before I was aware of it.
I create to feel and I learn to create.
That has always been my guiding phrase.
Up until about 3 years ago art always had me on the backfoot - my manic and depressive episodes were a backdrop of my creative efforts, complete with the common feelings of invicibility and the pitfalls of wanting to tear my environment and myself apart in my frustration.
It helped me.
It helped me to cope and deal with life outside of art, because I feel safe in my art and I have a place to express my emotions - even if it felt awful and the worst thing to do in that moment a lot of the time.
3 Years ago I realized all of this and I made a conscious descision to move on, to heal and to re-imagine my art as a vessel to reshape my emotional facilities, to create with the /intent/ to express and not the necessity to vomit out whatever I could not express otherwise.
I turned a frustrated and self destructive mess into a self-caring and patient frame of mind.
But that does not take away my Bi-Polar tendencies.
I have been rather down mentally in the last week and now that I am able to observe that, I can observe my own being.
When I am in my manic state, I still barely eat or sleep, I take risks and make descisions, I splurge on things and I move fast, I want it all.
When I am in the depressive state, I slow down, I bunch up and curl into myself. Suddenly days come to a crawl and I get this odd quality of viewing my own mental goings on like a removed observer. And when I draw then I slow down too - I start to examine and observe, I start to crawl through my own process and watch it dissolve infront of me - both artistically, but also mentally, emotionally.
And curiously, some of my most successful images happen in that slow, depressed, exhausted state.
I heard of the term /Depressed/ as /Deep Rest/ - as in that is what you need. That is what your body tells you to do.
So I lay down, I sleep in, I check out. I sit down and I listen and I listen well what my mind needs to tell me, what I need to feel.
I do not believe in the idea of "great art comes from suffering" - great art comes from /emotion/ - suffering is just one of them and it is no more or less valid than the others.
The attached image was finished today - as an expression of appreciation, of beauty because that is what i truly crave most in my lowest states of mind. Stopping to look and admire something just for the fact it exists. Of understanding that I need to indulge into the things that make me feel at home with myself, rather than marinading in the pain i have accrued when I swing to the lowest lows.
Would it not be great if we could always see ourselves in that light?
I feel a little better, surprising myself with what I am capable of if I just grant myself the space to be whatever I need to be in that moment, and let it speak.
So, ironically, accepting the ungovernable swings of mood and flowing with them made them manageable.
We as human beings experience the world by comparing things - both biologically and emotionally. Hot and cold, high and low, near and far.
Exuberant and Devastated.
Depression and Mania.
We define what something is by understanding what it is not.
And so somehow now, I feel like if I was "cured" of my condition I would miss it.
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