#amateur attempts

[thepareidolickid]

Pre-lockdown Scribbles at J.J... (in Marathi)

लॉकडाऊनच्या आधी विद्यार्थी म्हणून मी शेवटचे जे. जे. च्या लाल कट्ट्यावर बसले असता, मला तिथला निसर्ग साद घालीत होता. अजाणतेपणे माझ्यातले (मला ठाऊक नसलेले) कवित्व जागे झाले. बसल्या बसल्या (माझ्या अल्पमतीला जमतील अशा) सुचलेल्या दोन चिमुकल्या कविता…This is during the pre-lockdown era in 2020, when I was a final year student at Sir J.J. School of Art. It was the final time I spent there sitting alone…

[gludgenbell]

in a world where sy transmigrates into mobei jun and airplane into binghe; their first meeting is...well! • based on this post

[solarfire-art]

I always had this vision of Achilles in the style of Alexandre Cabanel’s The Fallen Angel, holding Patroclus’ body in grief and rage. So I sketched it because it is way above my skill level atm but I had to get it out of my head 😅

[jacazull]

The Rottmnt Caseys and the very little canon content we have of them only draws me more and more to them as characters, and I am so into everyone’s takes about Junior adjusting in the past. When I was watching the last couple of episodes of the Owl House a few months ago, this scene made me think of Casey and Junior having a little heart to heart after a late-night patrol.

[thearunadragon]

Eragon’s fight with Durza

This took seven hours.

so how do I draw blue fire

[artificial-absinthe]

Given that it evidently will take much more time than I had, naively (or arrogantly) expected, here's one of the fragments I'm working in for a little animation video.

This was made weeks ago when I tried to finish the video for the megasound week.🪦

[000yul]

translating saga's new year's line to en since it's missing:

Ah, Doctor. Happy New Year! I'm writing a letter. Though I've roamed for many a year, and have long grown used to this lifestyle, every time this time of year comes around, I can't help but think of my old head priest and the rest of my family at the monastery. It's been far too long—I should return to visit soon.

[firestorm09890]

hey that's. hey. that's. not at all the same line

Ienzo-

[amphibianaday]

May I have a temnospondyl?

day 1358

i found this really neat blog about temnospondyls while looking for reference images! bryangee.weebly.com/blog/the-world-of-temnospondyls

[tevanbegins]

Flying Lessons, Hot Rewards - tevanbegins - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Summary:

A few weeks into dating each other, Buck reminds Tommy about wanting to take those flying lessons from him. Tommy isn’t sure how serious Buck is, but Buck is persistent that he wants to learn. Things get hot and heavy as Tommy teases Buck and Buck tries to convince Tommy just how dedicated he is. Tommy’s fees might be competitive, but Buck knows how to drive a hard bargain!

Notes:

A flirty, smutty, and fun Tevan fic ;)

[eldhuug]

How did the cowboy become so lonely? Why was he stripped from his companions on the trail like the calf's painful separation from their mother? The late watch and silent hours of two companions around a fire keeping their herd safe and each other sane, what tender dreaming could have been done in those early hours when the night sky enveloped even the earth. All this they did as their own herd, in pairs, together, lassoing down their sun every morning to move ahead another day, together, singing not the lonesome blues without the harmony of men who shared similar souls

[v7n5]

I think the moment I wised up as an artist was when I finally accepted and started to appreciate the fact that traditional art will NEVER be/look like digital art.

[truly-sincerely]

These photos were all taken by me at or on the way to the Santa Barbara Harbor between 2010 and 2020.

[edge-oftheworld]

every time I get out the instruments to try play/sing easy for you to say I’m like. they literally had no reason to put so many octaves in there

[triflesandparsnips]

Um. Izzy WAS rude first in that scene, though. The first thing he says isn't "still it's a nice room", it's "I was thinking what a complete misuse of space this is" or some such Badminton bullshit--and that's deliberate. He's deliberately being paralleled with Badminton with that line. Fucking piece of shit Izzy apologist bullshit.

My darling! My peach! Thank you for pointing out the true meaning of this scene, which, obviously, is the historical art of

COURTSHIP THROUGH CONVERSATION

As you and I both know well, dear heart, a popular publishing genre of the time was SAMPLE DIALOGUES between a wooing lover and a coy mistress -- as seen here, and here, and here, among many other places, several of which also include Etchings of a Curious Nature that I may only Hint At ere I too quickly tax your Gentle Sensibilities.

But leaving that aside, my darling moon and stars and small heavenly bodies that have been previously miscategorized as planets but that I nevertheless hold sacred in my heart-- there is a delightful subset of courtly conversation that, quite clearly, and as demonstrated by the canon and by your own dear letter, applies not only to our own tentative trembling tryst but also to that of Stede and Izzy!

I had not considered the matter before now, but your sly missive, so artful in its gentle tease and saucy in its declarations, reminded me strongly of what the sages called Mock-Complements, or Drolling-Complements. That is to say, when two would-be lovers, attempting to enter into a courtship but hesitant to appear too forward, treat their conversation with one another as if enemies rather than the hot-blooded lovers that they so dearly wish to be.

And so, just as your dear note falls between those lines, so too does that conversation between Stede and Izzy! For as you well know, since you most definitely reviewed the scene so as to ensure utmost accuracy in your thoughts and feelings before penning your note of Deep Romantic Interest as to My Person, behold:

Between a Roguish Sailor and a Fallen Gentleman. The Rogue, all courtesy How goes the fuckery? The Gentleman, his sharp reply What are you doing in here?

My God! What flirtatious delight! What promise of future connubial bliss! Look how clearly the Gentleman attempts to indicate the mode by which he wishes to be wooed! No sweet embrace nor honeyed words for him-- he seeks the speedy wit of a clever lover, pushing away with one hand while beckoning with the other, all Beatrice to his would-be Benedick. See how very intentionally Stede behaves rudely first, because gosh, protagonists can very much be assholes in their own right regardless of the motivations of any nearby antagonists who happen to be sharing screen time with them and for whom perhaps the audience is overly concerned with demonizing to the point of willfully ignoring the very literal previous dang line of dialogue--

Which, of course, you know! Because you too studied this scene with care and attention, and so, with your letter, wished to draw my notice to the deeper meaning of this clearly loving moment. My thanks, dear Sibyl, sweet Relevator of Forbidden Love, for urging forth this understanding.

And yet! A sad conclusion is simultaneously revealed. The tragedy of this bathic pairing is that while Stede has studied the modes and methods by which he can indicate his interest, Izzy has not had as thorough an education in the Artful Ways of Wooing. Rather than a fanciful rejoinder, he instead mirrors Stede's gambit-- a noble attempt at meeting his would-be paramour halfway, but sadly, only a Recipe for Missed Meanings. Our sad Izzy's reply would seem to parry the Gentleman's overture, rather than enjoin it-- and leads them, thus, to the Comedy of Errors wherein now they find their love, and also Ed is around here somewhere.

But never fear, my pocket pumpkin of pleasant fancies-- I will not make this mistake! Just as you so kindly dropped your handkerchief of Rather Ridiculous and Perhaps a Touch Juvenile Displays of Media Illiteracy before me in hopes that I might take it up for you, so too shall I offer it back again, perfumed with the hopes, dreams, and delights of our no-doubt felicitous and quite impending nuptials.

[radiowaveangel]

The Philosophy of Self Destruction

amy aka spent gladiator 1 - the mountain goats / genius annotation - sanrenei / don’t be mean? really? - kate bornstein