#I love suffering for art!

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Harlequin AU - Caine Character Roster Icon!

Handsome teeth man.

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[benevolenterrancy]

MotherHen-Shizun ends up feeding the peak

[literarymerritt]

Thinking about Them 🥺

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[ruporas]

need to exist in your warmth (id in alt)

[seagiri]

heatstroke

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[alcoholicpilot]

a brozone blast from the past (also sorry for making it emo at the end😇)

[mumblesplash]

in honor of last season’s poem being called “”end poem”” (all quotes mandatory) this season i made one out of pieces of the actual end poem

[mysoulisfilledwithcereal]

why are gay ppl allergic to happiness.

art history lesson! the reference is a painting titled A Huguenot, on St. Bartholomew's Day by John Everett Millais. the historical context is what made me think about jmart: he’s a protestant and she’s a catholic, and back then it was common for catholics to signify their faith by tying a white cloth around their arm, which is what she’s trying to get him to do as he pulls it away while also holding her (bc they’re in love). st. Bartholomew’s day was a day where many protestants were murdered and many escaped harm by wearing the white armband and pretending to be catholic. it made me think of jmart bc of the events of mag 200, those who’ve listened that far will know💀 i won’t spoil🤭

and this too:

[void-dude]

Did Tad suffer any violence from Bill after their dimension was destroyed? Especially when Strange came to our dimension

That’s funny because I actually got that written down and you made me draw all of this in one sitting (I will explode now)

And thus, I’ve given you all the setup for the comic I’m working on. It ties directly to this. This is where the Shapes and Pines AU really starts! This was fun! I’m tired! Hahaaaaa I really like Tad

FYI: Tad was Bills babysitter for years, he saw him like a little cousin or bother. They are not related by blood but they shared a family like bond.

Edit: He's free!

[pine-rhyme]

Harowhark study because i got the flu (Nonegesimitis).

[hinamie]

domain expansion

[yudol-skorbi]

manic pixie dream gunslinger

[weaselmcdiesel]

i have no sense of patience. pls take more doodles of them pls

[serendippertyy]

HIII GUYSS I've been swamped w/ commissions and artfight I will get to the tumblr requests soon I prommy in the meantime i have some doodz of the next character that I'm emotionally dependent on...

💥PONY JUMPSCARE💥