#anne geddes babies

[theohnocorral]

I was reminded these exist 💖🦋

[shiftythrifting]

luigi slippers, clown friends and this. thing

[henk-heijmans]

"Twins" (Shar-Pei puppy) - by Anne Geddes (1956), Australian

[kidcore-nostalgia]

1997 Anne Geddes baby bear doll 🧸

[theartoftheprompt]

“Hey. Guess where I have a crayon.”

[memoriesofmine]

[genericpuff]

OK how did seus striking the bush make persephone and bow old is she in your au

The way it works is that the fusion of gods' powers can create new beings. So in this case, the flower garden that Demeter was making was specifically a garden meant for creating nymphs (i.e. it was imbued with her own power), but when Zeus struck it with his own lightning, it created Persephone. Unlike in LO, Demeter didn't go from growing those millions of perfect roses to becoming somehow pregnant with Persephone, in Rekindled Persephone instead grew from the flower garden like some magical Anne Geddes baby LOL (which would have definitely been surprising to Demeter, to say the least). The gods in general are created through magical means such as this. Fertility gods and goddesses are noted for their ability to create gods from their own powers without the need for fusing with another's (ex. Rhea created Hades on her own from the rocks and minerals of the earth).

All that aside, the lightning-in-the-flower-garden ordeal happened several hundred years ago, Persephone's not 19 in Rekindled.

[hollow-head]

Cherub Sushi! (or "Aji Roll" if you will)

Filed under: things that are fanart but work as [bizarre] standalone concepts. Did you know Good Omens is my favorite book? Too bad Neil Gaiman got crushed by a meteorite and died in 2021. Oh well.

My 60 year old neighbor came over while I had this in progress on my countertop. She asked if it was for a baby shower and I was like, no it's for the internet. But I think it's cute. Like Anne Geddes but really weird. He even has a little ring on his back so he can be a Christmas ornament. But now that I've made it I don't want it any more. Inquire if interested in adopting this thing.

[moorheadthanyoucanhandle]

ULTRA BEAUTY

Now on Netflix:

Ultraman: Rising--The very name Ultraman is a madeleine for me, evoking powerful childhood memories, often thrilling, just as often frustrating. As a kid in rural northwestern Pennsylvania in the early '70s, I used to try to tune in UHF Channel 29 from Buffalo, New York, on weekday afternoons to see reruns of the late '60s Japanese TV series about the solar-powered superhero who battled all manner of bizarre kaiju threatening humanity.

When the weather was clear, especially in the summer, I would often have a good signal, and I'd get a clear picture of the weird psychedelic paint swirls out of which the show's opening title would take shape. When the weather was lousy or wintry, I'd usually get nothing but snow, and great would be my indignant disappointment.

In the early iteration of the show that I loved (1966-67), created by Godzilla special effects master Eiji Tsuburaya, Ultraman was the alter-ego of Clark Kent-esque Hayata, an intrepid member of the "Science Patrol." This agency was tasked with animal control duties on the myriad massive monsters that regularly inconvenience Japanese society and threaten its infrastructure. When the situation became sufficiently desperate, Hayata would excuse himself and press a button on the "Beta Capsule" he carried, thus transforming himself into the sleek android giant, who would then fight the creature in question with a combination of martial arts and a variety of rays he could shoot from different parts of his body.

Ultraman's might was short-lived, however. Very early in the fight, a small warning light in the center of his chest would begin to flash, and the narrator, in the English-dubbed versions I saw, would gravely intone (if memory serves): "The energy which Ultraman draws from the sun diminishes rapidly in Earth's atmosphere. The warning light begins to blink. If it stops blinking before he returns to the sun, Ultraman will never rise again!" Or something like that. It seemed pretty urgent, every episode.

The franchise has continued in Japan throughout the decades, over dozens of series with differing characters, as well as movies, comics, video games etc. I never followed any of them. This animated feature from Netflix, however, is of American origin, though it's set in Japan and is an unmistakably loving homage. Directed by Shannon Tindle from a script he wrote with Marc Haimes, this one gives The Big U a new alter-ego, a handsome baseball star named Sato, who is estranged from his father, a scientist who once had the Ultraman secret identity gig.

Early on, a winged monster's baby imprints on Sato/Ultraman (voiced by Christopher Sean) and regards him as his parent. The story involves our hero's efforts, aided by a flying robotic sphere (Tamlyn Tomita) to protect the baby from the schemes of the kaiju-hating Dr. Onda (Keone Young), and also to mend his relationship with his Dad (Gedde Watanabe).

The old show was deeply silly but visually elegant; this new feature is visually elegant but balances the silliness with a sincere attempt at solid characterizations and relationships. It's an entertaining movie, but it does have a large downside, at least for me: I found the baby kaiju grotesquely cutesy; it looks like a mutant human baby in a tacky Halloween costume. It's like an Anne Geddes photo gone nightmarish.

In general, I could have done with more full-grown kaiju action. But the finale of Ultraman: Rising is fairly spectacular, and there's a lot to like in this movie. I would welcome future installments in this series. I particularly like the idea of an Ultraman who treats kaiju as humanely as possible. Or, rather, ultra-humanely.

[crustose]

Cramps so bad they got me laying in bed like an anne geddes baby

[maddie-grove]

I saw an AI-generated image of a bunch of babies disconcertingly dressed like cabbages in a field and I immediately thought “Anne Geddes Starting to Lose It.”

[littleobelia]

long fucking sentence:

Watching Harry; her scented hands now adorned with gold and silver, her unwashed face softened with sleep, slouching in such a louche manner against the couch with the baby snoozing belly-down like a little tree-frog on Harry’s chest; it was a Geddesian display designed to tug at the heartstrings.

geddesian = like an anne geddes photograph. does that make sense?

[bluesuedeclogs]

banking here some hween costumes i'm not going to pull off in the next hour but would be gr8 for a less halfhearted year:

dead houseplant

anne geddes baby

nurse shark

[nana-glass-chillhop-radio-hour]

I do find the Catholic fixation on the infant Christ weirdly endearing. It's like. I don't doubt that the Incarnation means a lot to you theologically, but that is not why every Catholic over the age of 65 has ten million paintings of Baby Jesus. You just wanted artwork of a cute baby in your home. And that is fine! Thank you for channeling that desire away from buying another Anne Geddes coffee table book.

[johnfkennedaddy]

I want to be a baby gently tucked into a cocoon made of nylons in an Anne Geddes photo

[glitchy-furby]

some of the favorite dudes i saw today. lots and lots of beanie baby bears, a 1993 lion king plush, an old build a bear, etc. anne geddes dolls are so sweet.