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"Distinguished guests," Champagne in hand, Arjun had got the crowd's attention and began his speech with a smile upon his lips, proud of what he was to present. "If I may call your attention, I would like to start by thanking the city council for allowing us to have such a pleasant evening. I would also like to express my gratitude and admiration to the artist who is present with us today, Judas Samara, for creating and delivering this remarkable work of art. Few things bring people together more beautifully than art. Whether it's music, sculpture, paint or fabric, the arts are a way for us to express ourselves, our cultures and our shared humanity. But rarely do we witness one singular piece of art truly encapsulating change. The collection presented today, unlike any other, explores the idea of metamorphosis through paint. On the whole, each work of art represents the individual stories of each person involved, their unique experience and journey, with every challenge captured in a frame." he gestured around, "I invite you all to get lost within each piece and also, remind you that our proceeds will go towards a cause within our lovely community. So..if you have any ideas as to which cause should be chosen, please find me. I shall announce the results by the end of the night."
Clearing his throat, and of course, procurring Judas a gentle squeeze to their hand, the deity let them go and stood as people dispersed. Nights like this were something he had missed greately over the past month and he was ready to soak it all in, turning his back only partly when someone appeared to approach his side.
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Jolene Lai, “Metamorphosis”, 2016, oil and acrylic on canvas. Born in Singapore in 1980, based in Los Angeles and primarily working with oil on canvas or mixed media on watercolour paper.
#jolene lai#metamorphosis#2016#oil and acrylic on canvas#oil painting#acrylic painting#painting#art#singapore artist
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where: metamorphosis on canvas showroom with: open @vievecorcitystarters
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Izak leaned against one of the bare corners of the foyer, watching the crowd with smug interest. He had no true happy feelings about being at another art show when his last ended in disaster, but there was always the option of slipping away if things grew to his distaste or boredom. For the mean time, he continued to scan each patron, determined to detect any shred of weakness or restlessness in hopes to play a little game.
Even with the blood shortage, it seemed that the vampires in the masses were still sticking true to the Golden Rule. He had yet to hear of anyone succumb to their darker natures, yet to hear of a mass killing or simple mistake because of an accidental scrape of the knee of one beckoning pulse of a heartbeat. What a shame, what a shame. Maybe vampires were evolving to become more docile.
#starter: open#metamorphosis on canvas: starter#[[ normally i wouldnt do 2 starters in the same day but i havent made any plans for izak for this event ]]#[[ and i havent written an open starter for him since jan lol ]]
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THANK YOUUUU VALENTINO !!! @a-man-of-questionable-morals
he is very thrilled
#i smell artblock#might take a break later ha ha#cod#wrylu#art#artists on tumblr#lu's canvas#call of duty#simon riley#ghost cod#cod ghost#mw#cod mw#cod mw ghost#cod modern warfare#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty mw#simon ghost riley#simon riley cod#cod art#call of duty art#my art#digital art#doodle#illustration#beetle#franz kafka#metamorphosis#the metamorphosis#Call of Duty: Bug AU
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The circle
#franz kafka#kafkaesque#metamorphosis on canvas#the metamorphosis#kafka#kafka x reader#kafka my beloved#tumblr memes
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The Metamorphosis
#kafka#kafkacore#the metamorphosis#my art#oil painting#paintings#painting#oil on canvas#fine art#literature#books#kafkaesque#bug
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where: metamorphosis on canvas showroom with: open @vievecorcitystarters
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Cal felt underdressed, suit withheld. He should have expected as much. Even after nearly seven years of living in the city, he still wasn't accustomed to the flashiness or desire to be seen, especially in regard to the unknown wishing to remain secretive. The contrast was almost comical at times, but he kept those thoughts buried deep within. Stepping on the toes of some of the people in this city was more than just a death sentence, and at the end of the day, he was still a politician and required the general vote from those living and those that were dead.
He held a champagne flute delicately in his hand, only sipping when he saw the person he was talking to do so. He wandered the room slowly and methodically, back straight and expression bright. He could feel the eyes of his werewolf bodyguards on his back, but he paid the sensation it brought no mind. A few of them had subsequently disappeared, for lack of a better word, over the last year, and from what he was told, they had quit and moved abruptly. He knew better than to believe that reason, but it was not his problem to decide what was being relayed from the underworld.
Taking in a deep breath, he stopped in front of one of the pieces and stared into its colors, though not really seeing it. Someone was already there, and he wondered if they were looking at it the same way. "Art was never my forte," he said abruptly, and he began to trace the outlines of the canvas in the air with rapid movements of his fingers. "I could never quite draw a straight line or get how you can make a still story with just blue and green. Hm. So, what do you think of this one?"
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“I never wish to be easily defined. I'd rather float over other people's minds as something strictly fluid and non preceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.” -Franz Kafka
painting is “Vertigo” by Denis Etcheverry, 1903
#20th century#20th century art#oil painting#oil on canvas#franz kafka#kafka#metamorphosis#denis etcheverry#existentialism#existential crisis#dissociation#depersonalization#derealization#literature#literary quotes#art#art on tumblr#art on canvas#victorian#victorian painting#sad quotes#sadgirl#my stuff#my stu
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Who gives a fuck if some mentally unstable zealot died? That’s just one less person to silence, and I don’t see anyone crying over them.
Though, I have to admit in the lieu of everything, the deities actually made a sound decision for once. I hope Sen lets me repay him. 🥰
I mean... other than it happening in front of a bunch of normies? I get where you're coming from but oof. That was a hell of a clean up, props to the folks that helped out. I'm curious to see how this who thing with the Rosu vamp goes. As for Sen well I'm thinking their a little harder to get sooo you may struggle a little there. But maybe you got a magic about you?
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TEXT @ ISABELLE LAURENT
Teddy x Isabelle - @isabellexlaurent
Following the events at the gallery, the two vampires check on each other.
Teddy: Are you well..? I saw you but..there's no way I could come any closer.
Belle: As well as being expected. You my love?
Teddy: Not hungry anymore…
Belle: Are you with your lover?
Teddy: Whatever did we say about name calling? I am at his place but no, he is not home.
Belle: Not the Shard?
Teddy: No. If Artemis and her people are around, I need to be some place they won't suspect me.
Belle: Understood. As Vincente's second, you are a key player that they would like to see off the board. Is there anything that I can do to be of help?
Teddy: I don't know, actually. Izak has plans that could endanger the order of things..in some ways, it's led me to think it is almost inevitable.
Belle: Izak is a danger. I can speak to him, but he might need to be put away
Teddy: He's not wrong. We're being targeted and nothing is being done to repair the damage that's being done. I know her. The vampire that did this. It's not like her…and it makes one wonder how much Artemis has on us.
Belle: Who was she? I couldn't see in the crowd. Whispers from the council say that she was driven to this
Teddy: She worked a secretary job on the lower floors. I had noticed she had been missing a few of her shifts but..with the emergency looming over us, I ..didn't think too much of it.
Belle: You did nothing wrong, Teddy. Vampiric nature is that of a loner. If she needed time to herself, you were attempting to give it to her. There are others who should have noted the absence
Teddy: …yes, probably. I do work security, though.
Belle: And are you her direct supervisor?
Teddy: No..
Belle: Are you in charge or scheduling?
Teddy: I see your point. I'm just stressed out..
Belle: With good reason, but I do not wish for you to internalize what happened for a moment. It could not be avoided no matter how well we planned.
Teddy: I wanted to warn you about Rosu just in case things start taking place in the city - you need to protect yourself and your clan. It could not be avoided no matter how well we planned ..yes. Have they..invited you to the council debate yet?
Belle: I appreciate that. I have plans in place for my girls. We have the tech and witches who work with us. Unfortunately not. The deity elders are being stubborn
Teddy: Regular check-ins sounds like a good idea..maybe. Well, that is both annoying and not surprising at all.
Belle: They are deities. They think they know all. Darling, would you do me a favor? Come around my place tomorrow as well. I know you need to be somewhere comfortable for now, but I do wish to see you. Of course we can continue to chat here, but you do know what I means
Teddy: Deities were such a foreign concept to me for such a long time…I do..and of course. I, too, would appreciate your company. Can I pick a time or did you have any specific one in mind?
Belle: Please forgive my bluntness but with a few exceptions most as just asshole with wings. Whenever you'd like. I'm inviting the girls over for a meeting this evening, but I do not imagine anything pressing for tomorrow unless the council actually decides to convene.
Teddy: I won't disupte that. Good..just let me know if it does come up. I'm sure we'll be able to make it work.
Belle: I shall. But do be honest, is there anything at all I can get you? Shall I see if Viv can get that police officer on zoom?
Teddy: It's okay, honestly. I'd rather he don't see me on edge or nervous about anything..
Belle: Of course. And do remember that even if we are in a meeting, your room at the house is always open
Teddy: Then perhaps I'll sneak in anyway. I do like to see you in action.
Belle: You mean bossing people around?
Teddy: Is that so bad? ;)
Belle: Depends on the occasion.
Teddy: I mean, sure…
Belle: Did I ever tell you about the time I made your grandsire help me dress?
Teddy: I don't recall. Did he?
Belle: I draped him in silver jewelry.
Teddy: Impressive.
Belle: He deserved it
Teddy: Again, not disputing that. It's not easy, is it? To have a sibling like him.
Belle: No, but there have been benefits. I care deeply for you and your sire. The one good thing that idiot did
Teddy: The feeling is very much returned. You know how much I look up to you, Belle.
Belle: Now let's not be sentimental. You'll make my mascara run
Teddy: Now, now. We would not want that.
Belle: Indeed we wouldn't. It would ruin the entire aesthetic.
Teddy: I will see you soon, Belle.
Belle: Yes.
The End.
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It was easy for Arjun to handle himself in a room full of people. It was an exciting, rather stimulating experience to him, particularly if he'd had a hand in organizing things, and matters appeared to be going well. Plenty of guests had shown an interest in the collection, Judas was happy and he ...why, he seemed to have caught somebody's eye. In fact, that had been the case for a great portion of the evening, and it was becoming harder to ignore.
At a certain point, Arjun was simply curious and took it upon himself to find the perfect moment to walk over to the man himself.
"Chris, right?" Judas had not revealed the detail of his name to him in their talks but it was easy enough for the deity to find out. "You don't seem to be enjoying yourself. Is everything well?"
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