#adventures in studying

[fragiledewdrop]

I have long mantained that the graffiti on the desks of my university are works of art, and I have a folder dedicated to them, but today I found the one that beats them all:

There are so many level to this.

The care put into drawing an accurate portrait of Dante, down to the laurel crown.

The idea of calling it "Dante Sudante" (Sweating Dante"), which immediately draws your eyes to the drop of sweat at his temple.

The immediate question of "why is he sweating?", the answer to which is in the image description:

"When I am in a mutherfucking chiasm competition and my opponent is Ludovico Ariosto Orlando Furioso" (the use of "chiasmo della Madonna" here? The language switching? Unparalleled)

What cracks me up is that in order to laugh at this joke-that someone took a lot of care and time to craft- you have to know:

a) what a chiasm is

b) that Dante uses chiasms

c) that Ludovico Ariosto wrote THEE chiasm at the beginning of the Orlando Furioso ("le donne, i cavalier, l'arme, gli amori" ; "the ladies, the knights, the arms, the loves")

d) that, therefore, in that immaginary competition Dante might very well lose

and you have to care enough about all this to find it genuinely amusing.

It is obviously the work of a stressed literature student, that almost only other stressed literature students will see and understand, and it was probably way funnier in the context of whatever the professor was talking about when it was drawn.

I love it. It should be in the Louvre.

[devildevotee]

the course has already been a test of endurance and patience, especially with how they regard demonic activity (it's very old fashioned and fearmonger-y, even to the point they blame depression on demonic activity which i disagree with HEAVILY).

i think i understand why lucifer prompted me to study it though, because ultimately i need to come to my own conclusion about demons. i need to surround myself with a variety of opinions, to see what i end up truly believing. he's doing it not as a test, but to watch me go through the odds and ends of questioning whether demons harm or help, especially because he knows i'm easily influenced by others in vulnerable situations (that's just a personal problem tho that i gotta work through). i think he wants me to be confident in what i believe, and who i am.

that being said, i hope it's amusing to him to watch me go about this with the grace of a headless chicken lol.

[egophiliac]

doylist explanation for why Gidel is only in Fellow's non-idle lesson animations: probably something about space constraints and making sure two sprites in one seat aren't covering anyone else when they're not in focus

watsonian explanation for why Gidel is only in Fellow's non-idle lesson animations: he snuck in and is hiding from the teachers, don't give him away 🤫

(I've reached my limit of unsuccessful attempts at pulling them before I need to save keys for Halloween, so I've been living vicariously through youtube videos...but the fact that Gidel just pops up from under the desk to wave his arms around happily is really testing my resolve. D: I'm gonna die when they finally get to do alchemy...)

[turtletoria]

i wanted to try drawing older Mabel and Dipper !

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You keep telling yourself that Namari.

[lilybug-02]

highly doubt they would ever meet but I'm curious what The Hunter would write about Dewi

Dewi

A human child, the largest living creature in Hallownest. His skin is soft, but strength lurks behind his stride.

༻━━━━━━━━━━༻✧༺━━━━━━━━━━༺

Legends tell of immense godly creatures who strode through clouds and walked across the plane in times of old. Perhaps such fantastical stories are not as unthinkable as they once were...

....

A strange mountainous creature. Though he seeks the thrill of the hunt, he does not close in for the kill. Us mere bugs seem to be easy prey. To be truly hunted by a creature so vast is a bewitching thought.

༻━━━━━━━━━━༻✧༺━━━━━━━━━━༺

I absolutely love The Hunter, so of course he'd make a visit to see the beast everyone in Hallownest has been whispering about (and when I say everyone I mean like 10 people).

[screwpinecaprice]

Copying artstyle off of older Steven and Connie concept art for the heck of it. (And chibis. ┐⁠(⁠´⁠▾⁠｀⁠)⁠┌)

The proportions felt awkward to draw, I did end up stretching them a bit. Haha

[chloesimaginationthings]

Someone please give Jotaro a break

[mrmillipede]

cigarettes out the window

[diceptic0]

men liker men kisser

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 207

Danny does not come out of the portal. 

In fact, he’s lost. Very lost. He just wants to go home and is getting scared of everything around him because he doesn’t know what’s going on. But! But he’s found an (admittedly also terrifying) castle or keep or whatever they’re called that all the ghosts avoid!

It never exactly enters his mind that they might have been avoiding such a place for a reason. 

In unrelated news, the first thing Fright Knight sees after his sword was (accidentally) knocked free from its prison is not a blob ghost- they’ve done it a few times over the eternities- but a ghostling. A newborn ghostling, who promptly bursts into tears to his genuine horror. What did he do?!

[fragiledewdrop]

BOOKS!!!!

Something really cool happened to me today (cool by my standards, that is, which might mean not cool at all. You decide.)

I have been cooped up in my house for a while, studying and daydreaming and letting dirty dishes pile up in the sink since my rommate is not currently here to see them. I needed to get some fresh air, and, quite literally, touch grass. This morning I got up early to go study on the meadow of a nearby medieval church, like one does when one lives in an Italian medieval city.

I stopped to have breakfast, and, while eating, I was reading Rimbaud, because I have a French exam in two weeks and I wanted to practice, and also because I was in the mood. Here, have a pretentious, pseudo-intellectual, hedonistic picture:

(The cappuccino was soooo foamy. I loved it)

Anyway, I finished eating and I went on my way, but I didn’t put the book in my backpack. I was juggling it alongside my keys, cellphone and card holder, when I heard a voice say :“Do you read French?”, which, you know, fair assumption, given the neon orange cover that was apparently advertizing “Rimbaud” to everyone around me.

So I turned and I saw a desk full of second hand books. I told the man selling them that yes, I do indeed read French, sort of defensively implying “I am not in the habit of carrying foreign poetry around just as a prop to seem smart”. He smiled at me, beckoned me closer, and proceded to show me about 15 very old French books. He didn’t even know what most of them were about, because he couldn’t understand all of the titles. I spent a few minutes telling him that one was a study on the figure of Saint Francis in Medieval literature (oookaay, colour me intrigued) and another was an early 20st century tourist guide to Switzerland. Then we proceeded to haggle over prices, and when we reached a fair agreement I picked two books.

One is called “Julien, ou une conscience” by Jean Ronstad, who was a biologist and philosopher. I am really curious about it. It’s from 1928 and, by the pencil annotation in the back, i think it cost 49 francs (is that possible? I’ll have to check).

The other is a 1925 copy of “Le Prométhée mal enchainé” by Gide published by Gallimard. I immediately loved it from the depths of my nerdy soul. I have a bit of a problem when it comes to old books- I mean, I am kind of regretting not getting the guide to Switzerland, and I have no use for it whatsoever- but for some reason this one just called to me. It’s not even particularly beautiful: Gallimard publishes a lot of fairly cheap pocket books, which is the reason why most of the French books in my possesion are theirs, and apparently they did it in 1925 as well. It reminds me of the old Italian BUR classics I find quite often at book sales, and of the 2 €  paperbacks by Collins that fuel my addiction to English literature. They are the best books, in my opinion, and this one seems very well loved. I think whoever owned it before really liked it, and that thought always makes me emotional, so of course I bought it. How could I not?

I had never read Gide before, but I have been meaning to, and it still counts as French practice, right? (Never mind the fact that I can read pretty well and it’s everything else-speaking and listening and using verbs and accents-that’s the problem.) So, instead of studying history like I had planned, I sat down on the meadow and read the whole thing in like three hours.

I am not ashamed to say that I both laughed and cried openly enough for a couple of dog owners to look at me with concern. I definitely know which author I am going to read more of. And I got to pet dogs! It was the best morning I have had this month, all because I am too lazy and disorganized to pack my things properly for a short walk :)

There. I am even in love with the little stain on the cover. Send help.

[filthyguts2]

retro suit style

[lalypipi]

Rapunzel 💛🌷

[sugar-grigri]

I think the biggest revelation will not be about what fear Pochita represents, but rather the fact that she's a "girl/female"

This information alone concludes a whole host of themes: the birth demon theory, Denji's search for maternal affection, symbolic as an orphan but also impossible because he has merged with the Supreme Mother, i.e. the birth demon, but above all the fact that in reality this dream has already been fulfilled.

[blenselche]

ik i dont post doodle pages but i liked this one