#bastar art

[bsybeedesign]

Bastar art holds profound cultural significance, rooted in the rich traditions and heritage of the Bastar region in Chhattisgarh, India. This tribal art form, characterized by its intricate craftsmanship and vibrant colors, reflects the indigenous beliefs, rituals, and way of life of the local tribes, such as the Maria, Muria, and Dhurwa.

[buttery-art]

Updated my ref for naga hank aaaaa

[tonariofjananda]

Based on a this ask

[warship005]

Bastar the piglin

Dropping more art of my sona here because I like how they're turning out.

[katsettee]

Warning, absolutely unobstructed yapping that I did not read over 😎‼️💪👇

I feel like this is a world relevant question framed in an extremely negative way. Is that not what sharing any creative work is like?

Perhaps controversial but I never understood people losing enjoyment of things because of other peoples interpretations?

My mind is my own untouchable movie theater to enjoy, nothing anyone else does or how they play will ever affect me in an irreversible or permanent way.

I always thought art is up for interpretation of the viewer, no matter what it is. No review is ever the same.

You cant misinterpret something that is created solely for the intention of interpretation and enjoyment.

I have never created art of a character that is ‘franchise accurate’ and nobody else should be ever be confined to that standard either.

This isn’t as simple as “would you be okay if your intentionally LGBT character had that relevant part of their character removed?” Of course not! That sucks! I don’t want to be complacent in letting bigotry ‘censor’ parts of a characters identity thats relevant to who they are and their motives!

But if ideals and traits and personality quirks are lost… even if full morals change- thats part of what happens. You released your baby out to the public, and now it’s EVERYONES baby.

You shared a part of yourself, but now everyone who touches it is going to attach a part of theme to it as well. It won’t look the same, and you have no control over what is added or taken away.

But something new is made, and as long as things keep getting made, you are going to keep getting inspired to start again.

Would you sell your fave OC for $1,000? You can still make art of them but, they're being sold to a franchise you personally hate that's could assassinate their character, and the fandom will misinterpret them no matter what.

[kynocy]

Still some of my favourite Prints left in my Online Store, for all the Half Bad Fans

[bastart13]

Just random, I’ve been following you for about 5(?) years? I think? (COVID has my time all messed up still) and I must confess that for those years I’ve always seen your username as

Bass (the fish) tart. Like a fish’s dessert, but not a dessert made of fish, and

Bastar-rt, not in an offensive way I promise, just when reading your username aloud (for me) I begin pronouncing it as the swear and have to correct myself.

Gorg art, continue being an inspiration in the community

I kind of love Bass-Tart. But, yeah, pronouncing it as the swear is pretty much accurate XD It is something I have long since accepted as having not thought out

[wingedecho]

New Narrator?!

okay for those of you following me (I appreciate you guys sm) who know of my main Narrator, don't worry I'm keeping Henry, this is just more of a side project because I love villain narrators

That being said, this is Cross. A highly intelligent, highly egotistical BASTAR-

I mean uh evil man

His backstory/origin will be posted eventually when I can be bothered to write it all up but in the meantime I'll give you a short rundown (hey future me here it's a lot longer than intended haha oops) of who exactly he is and what his deal is, if you can't be bothered to read all of this rambling that I'm typing I am so sorry I am just kind of brainrotting a lot right now and I was supposed to post this yesterday and I forgot

Alrighty so:

Cross is unfortunately a good actor. He's cunning, sly, manipulative and overall he does not care what anyone thinks of him so long as he gets what he wants. However, with simple acting, he can conceal all of this and come off as the sweetest person you've ever met, despite the many ways he's thinking of to kill you while he tells you just how 'great' he thinks you are. Stanley sees him as what he pretends he is. He's unaware of the shit he's in.

Cross prefers people to not know his name, getting Stanley to call him X to keep his mysterious act up. Cross doesn't have an office to write his stories, despite having one backstage for other uses. He has a theatre. A huge, huge theatre where he demonstrates his acting to the shadowy figures that were once people he totally did not murder in a totally not extremely brutal way

His scripts go into shows, and the shows become the story. Whatever Cross does in the theatre, is however things are formed in the parable

He has some levels of necromancy, and also has the ability to create spikes made of citrine. When he's in a calm state the citrine is clear. When angered, the citrine appears cracked.

Another important thing is the shadow over his eye. Its not an art style, it's a design choice. He's hiding something under there, but I'm not revealing that just yet, and the only person who knows doesn't know how bad it is because there's one thing I haven't told them (you know who you are)

Anywho, yeah! Hope this wasn't too much to read, and I hope I didn't bore you, but thank you for reading if you made it to the bottom and I hope you guys like him!

P.S he is 7'2 okay bYE

Quick edit: I forgot to mention, he has black gloves with gold claws on them I just really can't draw hands hel, he also has big black boots (just putting this here because I saw a reblog of someone saying they wanted to draw him and TYSM GENUINELY)

[abwwia]

Meera Mukherjee (1923 - 1998)

Meera Mukherjee (1923–1998) was an Indian sculptor and writer, known for bringing modernity to the ancient Bengali sculpting art. She is known to have used innovative bronze casting techniques, improving the Dhokra method employing Lost-wax casting, which she learnt during her training days of the Bastar sculpting tradition of Chhattisgarh. She received the fourth highest civilian award of the Padma Shri from the Government of India in 1992 for her contributions to Arts. via Wikipedia

[marvelfilth]

I'm glad I was accurate, and making you swoon was a plus ☺️

Out of curiosity, if you feel like it, I wanna know what you think best fits me. I know you don't know much about Dungeons and Dragons, so I'll give you some descriptions from DNDBeyond plus a wacky ass description from me cause I'm feeling funny.

-Barbarian: "A fierce warrior who can enter a battle rage" Aka a muscle mommy with slight anger issues

-Bard: "An inspiring magician whose power echoes the music of creation." Aka a person who is always getting themselves into trouble, yet by some miracle always makes it out alive. P.S. keep them away from Dragons...

-Cleric: "A priestly champion who weilds divine magic in service of a higher power" Aka the guy that's like "do you have time to talk about out lord and savior Jesus Christ", but it's not Jesus Christ just some deadbeat god of theirs.

-Druid: "A priest of the old faith, weilding the powers of nature and adopting animal forms, " Aka your friendly neighborhood down to earth hippie

-Fighter: "A master of martial combat, skilled with a variety of weapons and armor" Aka the basic bitch in Dnd. People like to pick them cause they have a variety of skills.

-Monk: "A master of martial arts, harnessing the power of the body in pursuit of physical and spiritual perfection." Aka Aang in Avatar the last airbender

-Paladin: "A holy warrior bound to a sacred oath." Aka the loyal one with the fanciest armor.

-Ranger: "A warrior who combats threats on the edges of civilization" Aka a pretty badass loner with a bow

-Rouge: "A scoundrel who uses stealth and trickery to overcome obstacles and enemies" Aka sneaky sneaky stabby stabby

-Sorcerer: "A spellcaster who draws on inherent magic from a gift or bloodline" Aka the lucky bastared that didn't have to train to get their magic

-Warlock: "A wielder of magic that is derived from a bargain with an extraplanar entity." Aka *insert Mike Tyson saying "sign the contract big boy"*

-🪓

At first I was like "definitely a fighter" but then i got to the part where you called them a basic bitch, so i changed my mind 😭

Honestly, i feel like you're a mix of:

druid (10%), cause you seem like a friendly neighbourhood who would turn into an animal if you could 😭

fighter (30%), "master of martial combat, skilled with a variety of weapons and armor" literally you

rouge (15%), i feel like you could be sneaky-stabby, but only if you're pushed to the limit, not your default setting

monk (30%), "a master of martial arts, harnessing the power of the body in pursuit of physical and spiritual perfection" again, literally you

paladin (15%), "a holy warrior bound to a sacred oath" i feel like that also could be your thing, like a higher purpose you'd die for or something (protecting your so (excl bugs))

How did I do? Somewhat accurate, I hope

[wegobond]

Bastar, nestled in the heart of Chhattisgarh, is a land that exudes cultural richness, natural beauty, and an aura of mystique. For women travelers seeking a unique blend of adventure, history, and cultural exploration, Bastar offers an unforgettable journey. Our Women Special Tours to Bastar are thoughtfully designed to ensure safety, comfort, and immersive experiences tailored for women adventurers.

Discover Bastar's Rich Cultural Heritage

Step into a world of tribal traditions and vibrant festivals. Bastar is home to diverse tribes like the Gonds and Marias, whose way of life is steeped in age-old customs and crafts. Witness mesmerizing performances of tribal dances like Dandami Maria’s Gaur dance, visit local markets bustling with indigenous art, and explore traditional handicrafts like bell metal work and terracotta, which make for unique souvenirs.

Immerse in Nature's Splendor

Bastar’s natural beauty is unmatched, with dense forests, cascading waterfalls, and serene landscapes. Visit the breathtaking Chitrakote Waterfall, often referred to as the "Niagara of India," and the enchanting Tirathgarh Waterfalls. Explore Kanger Valley National Park, a haven for wildlife enthusiasts, where you can witness rare flora and fauna. Adventure seekers can indulge in guided treks, caving expeditions in Kotumsar Caves, and serene boat rides.

Empowering Women Through Travel

This tour isn’t just about sightseeing; it’s about fostering connections and empowering women. Share stories with local women artisans, learn their crafts, and engage in workshops that highlight their resilience and creativity. The journey is curated to encourage camaraderie among women travelers, creating a supportive and enriching environment.

Safe and Comfortable Travel

Our women-only tours prioritize safety and comfort. From accommodations to guided tours, every detail is designed with care. Female tour guides and coordinators ensure a seamless experience, allowing participants to focus on enjoying and exploring.

Join our Women Special Tours to Bastar for an unforgettable escapade that celebrates culture, nature, and the strength of women, creating memories to cherish for a lifetime. https://wegobond.com/

[yearroundholidaysindia]

The Bison Horn Maria tribe, also known simply as the "Bison Tribe" or "Maria Tribe," is a notable indigenous community in central India, particularly in the Bastar region of Chhattisgarh. Here are some key aspects of the Bison Horn Maria tribe:

1. Origin and Location

The Bison Horn Maria tribe is primarily located in the dense forests and hilly terrains of Bastar, Chhattisgarh.

They are a subgroup of the larger Gond tribe, one of the largest indigenous communities in India.

2. Culture and Traditions

Dance and Costumes: They are famous for their Bison Horn dance, in which men wear headdresses resembling bison horns, made from buffalo horns, decorated with feathers and beads. This dance is a celebration of their warrior spirit and is often performed during festivals, marriages, and other cultural gatherings.

Music: The Bison Horn Maria tribe has a rich musical heritage that includes drums, flutes, and other traditional instruments that accompany their dances and ceremonies.

Art and Crafts: Their art includes intricate designs, especially in pottery, weaving, and body art, including tattoos.

3. Lifestyle and Economy

Agriculture: The tribe largely depends on subsistence farming, growing crops like rice, millets, and maize.

Hunting and Gathering: They supplement their diet and income through hunting, fishing, and gathering forest products like honey, herbs, and fruits.

Trade: They engage in barter and local trade to acquire items not available within their community.

4. Beliefs and Rituals

The Bison Horn Maria tribe follows animistic beliefs, worshipping natural elements, ancestors, and tribal deities.

Ghotul Tradition: A unique aspect of their culture is the “Ghotul,” a youth dormitory system where young tribe members learn social customs, tribal lore, and marriage practices. It serves as a social and cultural institution in the tribe.

5. Challenges

Like many indigenous communities, the Bison Horn Maria tribe faces issues related to land rights, displacement, and the impact of modern development projects.

Efforts are being made to preserve their culture and provide them with resources and rights to protect their traditional way of life.

Their vibrant culture and unique traditions make the Bison Horn Maria tribe a significant part of India’s tribal heritage.

[erissouza]

Érica, essa é você aos 22 anos em uma noite no dia 26/10/2024.

Leia nesta mesma data daqui a um ano.

Minha querida Érica,

Aqui estamos nós, você aos 22 anos, em uma noite serena de 26 de outubro de 2024. É fascinante como a vida é feita de pequenos prazeres. Eu amo aprender novas receitas, cada prato uma porta aberta para uma cultura diferente, e como aprecio a delicadeza da porcelana. Um dia, hei de colecionar lindos conjuntos. Também sonho em aprender cerâmica – criar tigelas com minhas próprias mãos e depois pintá-las com carinho.

Quando o tempo permite, me perco em palavras cruzadas ou dou asas à imaginação desenhando e pintando. Ah, e como adoro jogos! Especialmente aqueles que juntam uma roda de amigos – jogos de detetive são uma diversão à parte. E não posso esquecer do UNO, que tem lugar especial no meu coração.

Voluntariar-me é um bálsamo para a alma. Estar perto das pessoas, compartilhar meu tempo e meu amor sem reservas, faz com que me sinta completa. E como amo o pôr do sol... Mas a lua? Ah, a lua sempre me hipnotiza. Caminhar na natureza é um dos meus prazeres favoritos, e espero um dia explorar mais trilhas. Viajar é outra paixão que me acende. Imagino-me conhecendo lugares distantes, absorvendo cada cultura. Um dia, hei de atravessar o mundo!

Gosto de poesias que tocam a alma e músicas que embalam sonhos. Filmes antigos têm um encanto inigualável para mim: Sabrina e Bonequinha de Luxo são joias da minha adolescência, mas meu coração pertence a Às Férias da Minha Vida. E minha canção favorita? Vienna, de Billy Joel. Ah, Itália... Como desejo vagar pelas ruas de cada cidade, provar sua comida e beber de sua arte.

Mas diga-me, você ainda é assim? Ainda se deixa encantar pelas pequenas coisas que trazem alegria? Sei que estou em pedaços agora, esgotada de tanto chorar. A terapia parece não bastar, e às vezes tudo que desejo é um pouco de amnésia, apenas para ter um instante de paz. Sinto falta de me sentir inteira. Pergunto-me se devo ter orgulho de mim mesma ou ressentimento. É uma sensação agridoce.

Aprendi tanto nos últimos anos – coisas que a garota de 13 anos em mim jamais acreditaria. Como eu queria abraçá-la! E aprendi, enfim, a viver. A realmente estar no mundo, não apenas observá-lo. E prometo a mim mesma: jamais fugirei novamente, nem da vida nem do amor. Por mais que meu coração tenha sido partido, ele não consegue abrigar o ódio por muito tempo. O amor é o que me mantém sã.

Querida, veja só o quanto você cresceu! Ainda há muito por fazer, mas já conquistamos vitórias dignas de celebração. Apesar das dores, vale a pena orgulhar-se do caminho percorrido. Não quero que mais ninguém quebre seu coração, e se um dia você se sentir carente, leve todo esse amor para as crianças no GACC. Tenho certeza de que sairá de lá com o coração transbordando.

E você ainda é vice-líder da turma? Continua na liga? Como está seu inglês? Conseguiu fazer aquele intercâmbio? E a faculdade, quais foram as novidades deste ano? Já tirou a habilitação? Está trabalhando? Mora sozinha? Sei que muitas coisas mudam em um ano. Queria tanto ouvir suas respostas, talvez porque agora eu esteja à deriva e ansiosa por um vislumbre do que virá.

Espero que o amor te encontre em todas as suas formas – nos amigos sinceros, nos momentos simples. Não vou falar de parceiros, porque você já é autossuficiente. Apenas um pedido: quando terminar de ler esta carta, responda com o coração aberto. E, se possível, celebre com uma taça de vinho e tire uma foto para guardar este momento.

Com todo meu amor,

Você.

Um feliz 2025 para você.

[tonariofjananda]

FNAE WIP/Sketch Dump!

I haven’t posted in a while but I have been drawing! I’m thinking that if I post some of these, I might be more inclined to want to draw or finish some of these lol. Check under the cut for the sake of not making a horribly long post lol

My First FNAE Sketches:

The experimental pages where I was still figuring out how to draw everyone. I just look at these pages and giggle at how much I struggled with March and Gugu’s mask lol. I loved to draw Fushi the most though (still do, I need to draw them more…)

(I also just realized I haven’t drawn Parona in a while. I should remedy that lol)

Misc. First Time Drawings:

Figuring out how to draw all versions of Tonari; A Baron Springroll for fun while I messed around with Watercolors; From a random Messar doodle to a full art page (my hopes is to have Zeno sign that for me some day) I have some Kai and Hairo art around there but I couldn’t find it.. huh; And my first time drawing Eko… this continues to be my favorite drawing of her that I’ve done lol, despite how sad she is ;w;

I was really starting to hit my groove with the characters here! I hated them at the time but I feel so warm seeing how nice Watercolor Bon is and how cool Messar looks! And how sad Eko looks ∠( . ; 」∠)＿

Oh there’s a picture limit:

Here take a silly Fushi for now! I sent this on discord once but never posted it bc it was kinda spoilery

Translation: Fushi pulled a power-up out of his ass and revived everyone (including Kahaku) “Come back to life motherfuckers, I’m shredded as fuck!!!” (Based on Jojo art by tanuki.boy99 on Instagram!)

[warship005]

Can an enderman and piglin go against all odds and fall in love?

Endie and Bastar, two OCs I'm messing around with that I might do something with. Remains to be seen.

[considerandos]

O Silêncio

Vivemos num silêncio ensurdecedor, toda a vida.

Há quem o pratique ativa e convictamente, isolando-se, criando mundos interiores, que explora até à exaustão, fabricando reservas de auto estima, que o aqueçam nas noites frias, auto analisando-se, com a sabedoria de quem se conhece melhor que ninguém.

Este silêncio da solidão pode ser quebrado, momentaneamente, pelo trabalho, pela arte, pela beleza, até pelo sexo. Pode ser atenuado pelos vapores alcoólicos da noite, ou de um dia solitário. Pode ser exorcizado pela escrita, pela composição, pela pintura, pela culinária, pela jardinagem.

Pode até ser amansado, pelo cansaço do desporto, do ginásio, do running, da bicicleta, das danças de manutenção física, que supostamente potenciam o convívio, para quem, dele carece.

Mas por mais que se faça, que se leia, que se corra, que se beba, a solidão está lá, sempre à nossa espera, companheira fiel do quotidiano, a quem não é possível escapar, senão pela morte.

Mas também há quem viva, essa solidão, efusivamente. Quem fale pelos cotovelos, quem passe metade da vida ao telefone, a repetir as mesmas histórias de sempre, a meia dúzia de pessoas, ou a uma dúzia ou duas, pouco importa. As histórias são as mesmas e a solidão também.

Fala-se muito, ocupa-se o tempo, para esquecer os problemas, descarrega-se as frustrações nos outros, fazem-se birras e reconciliações, insultos e perdões lacrimejantes, vive-se com o coração na boca, a pele de galinha, os sentimentos à flor da pele.

Se tudo isso não bastar, vai fazer-se ioga, reiki, consultas de wellness, terapias esotéricas, psicanálise de bairro e, quando tudo isso não resultar, recorre-se às drogas do costume, que se vendem nas farmácias e são consumidas por todos, incapazes de suportar a solidão da vida.

Porque no final do dia, depois de todos os convívios, as consultas, as confidenciais, de melhores amigas para sempre, a solidão está lá, à nossa espera, na escuridão das noites mal dormidas, com as ansiedades a afastarem o sono e a solitude a infernizar a vida. Esperamos impacientes que o sol nasça e o dia recomece, para poder espantar a solidão com os outros. Qualquer um serve, o vizinho, o padeiro, o motorista da carris, o passageiro do banco ao lado. Todos diferentes, mas todos igualmente solitários, ansiosos, frustrados, desejosos de afastar o medo que os consome, dia após dia, hora após hora, de que estão sozinhos no mundo e vão morrer, mais tarde ou mais cedo, abandonados, numa cama de hospital, com um monte de drogas a tentar atenuar, um bocadinho, o sofrimento físico, porque o psicológico, esse não há drogas que afastem. Apenas alienam, fazem esquecer temporariamente, como o álcool, pelo torpor do vazio, pela vertigem da ausência, pela anestesia da razão.

Mas a verdade é só uma, seja qual for a técnica infalível, que tenha adotado para suportar uma vida sem sentido e que caminha, inexoravelmente, para a morte solitária.

Estamos sós, desde o momento em que nascemos até ao derradeiro, nesta vida. Por mais acompanhados, loquazes, viajados, amados, admirados, temidos, respeitados, estamos sempre sós. E não há outro modo de tornar a vida suportável, do que aceitar, assumir, valorizar essa solidão.

Ser um indivíduo é ser só. Mas isso não o impede de interagir com os outros, nem de gozar momentos de alegria e felicidade, na companhia de terceiros. Todos o fazem, em maior ou menor quantidade. O truque, como em tudo na vida, é relativizar, reduzir as coisas à sua insignificância, porque na verdade, nem nós, nem absolutamente nada do que fazemos na vida, tem a menor importância. Pode ser um bem momentâneo, uma ajuda oportuna, uma conquista, temporariamente importante. Mas, globalmente considerada, no tempo e no espaço, não é absolutamente nada. Um pequeno grão de areia, levado pelo vento impiedoso do tempo, sem que nada possamos fazer, para o impedir.

Porém, render-se é morrer, o que nada nos traz, de vantagem, senão o final da solidão. Abreviar o fim é fugir à luta, é abandonar o campo de batalha, deixando os outros a lutar, no nosso lugar. Não é um comportamento digno, nem corajoso. É a entrega final ao desânimo. É desistir, só porque sabemos que a derrota é inevitável.

Mas morrer por morrer, antes lutando.

Mesmo sozinho e em silêncio.

25 de Outubro de 2024