#sandra blow

[thunderstruck9]

Sandra Blow (British, 1925-2006), Linear abstract, 1971. Acrylic on canvas, 63 x 83 in.

[abwwia]

Sandra Blow by Ida Kar, 1955

vintage bromide print | 8 1/2 in. x 8 1/8 in. (215 mm x 206 mm) © National Portrait Gallery, London

Sandra Betty Blow RA (14 September 1925 – 22 August 2006) was an English abstract painter and one of the pioneers of the British abstract movement of the 1950s. Blow's works are characteristically large scale, colourful abstract collages made from discarded materials. Via Wikipedia

Sandra Blow in 1955, photo by Ida Kar

[quo-usque-tandem]

Space and Matter by Sandra Blow

[deconstructthesoup]

While at the con, I met:

4 Adaines (5, if I include myself)

4 Kristens

4 Figs

3 Gilears

1 Fabian (who led us in a rendition of the Wenis)

1 Riz (who had to leave early)

1 Sandralynn

And 1 Jennifer Drips who was a bit late to the party

[dropoutconfessions]

Love d20 a lot, especially the shenanigans in the middle of a season. However, Brennan’s tendency towards really binary parent types (either terrible or extremely forgiving and good) gets me sometimes. There are deffo exception (Sandra Lynn?) but the nsbu finale kinda annoyed me. It just kinda took the wind outta Livs whole arc to have been under all this pressure to be perfect and then her parents were actually completely fine with her taking a gap year? As someone who’s been that kid it felt crazy to me. But I also get the instinct for fun happy endings at the silly action movie season.

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[mightntbethebest]

Henry Barrow, KF 🤝 Agent Washington, RvB

"Why do Cars hate me?"

[scooprtroopr]

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🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love I am begging, I am pleading, that you all go and read feral love by @thecreelhouse !!! look it's even linked for you so you don't have to go search for it, and then go and tell syl how amazing it is. but seriously begging you all to froth over the mouth over that series with me because it is one i return to a lot

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character i'm not trying to have angry people in my inbox/dms so i'm not gonna rage on this question, and honestly i don't know that i have any really hot takes, so here's my hot fanfic related take. we gotta stop making eddie so cool and like smooth in fics, that dude is a disaster and would absolutely be the most annoying person if you knew him in real life, and i say that as someone who had friends like him who i adored. beautiful disasters who really fucking annoy you but you love anyway and i think writing him that was is more faithful and fun than a lot of what i've seen (eddie stans please don't hate me i'm a kind person who will cry if you're mean to me) 🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately? HONESTLY!!!! like. a few things.

if there's no breaks in the writing, usually first person pov (not that there's anything wrong with that it's just not my preference and more often than not i will click away) but i gotta give you my number 1 pet peeve on this site in particular.

if a fic is long enough that it should be under a read more and isn't, it doesn't matter how good it looks, my ass will almost always aggressively scroll past it because i get so irritated by a huge ass post showing up on my dash and out of pure spite i just won't read it

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[watcherglowcloud]

my mother fully just. does not understand religious trauma. unfortunately she’s also one of the only people who does fully understand religious trauma

[lamaery]

Looking for a stormy or colorful summer beach read? @priscellie and Ihad way too much fun creating some romance novel versions of Rhythm of War and Warbreaker. I made the illustrations and Priscillie made them look like actual books – beautifully ridiculous, curly typography, mock-up and all. I hope that there will be more :D

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Image description: (by Priscillie) Photomanipulation of two battered paperback pulp romance novels that look straight out of a thrift store bargain bin in the 1980s. The books are RHYTHM OF WAR and WARBREAKER by Sandra Branderson. RHYTHM OF WAR features an illustration of Navani and Raboniel experimenting with light, Raboniel looming behind Navani and leaning in, their faces almost touching. Raboniel streams voidlight from her image-left hand, which travels like lightning through Navani's tuning fork and into the sphere in Navani's gloved safehand. It's the primary source of light in the scene, and the background is nothing but murky darkness. Raboniel focuses intently, her red eyes alien and unknowable, as she focuses on her work. One of Navani's unkempt locks of hair just brushes the corner of Raboniel's mouth, and I'm not normal about it. Navani looks like she's gone three days without changing clothes and that she's slept in her hairstyle a similar number of nights. The collar of her havah is open, revealing her collarbones. Her expression is a mix of amazement, fear, and exhaustion, her mouth slightly open and her head tilted back slightly. Her face is lit from below by their experiment. The title and author's name are angled at a sharp diagonal, with strong capital letters and the occasional flourish. At the top is the tagline "In the Heart of War... Passion and Honor are Fused!" In one corner is some publication information, with a little logo of a seal and the words "A 'Sealed With a Kiss' Paperback," the fake ISBN 17S-631-1123-1210 (the last two sets of numbers being our birthdays), and prices in America and Canada. The other book is Warbreaker, also by Sandra Branderson. The illustration depicts Susebron and Siri in a ridiculously overblown, windswept Fabio-style cover, with a shirtless Susebron holding Siri so she's half sitting on his chest, one knee up with her thigh along his chest, her legs off to one side, and with her body twisted so she's facing him with her upper body, leaning down to him, a breath away from kissing him. She's wearing a teal dress with a Mesoamerican vibe that reveals her midriff and leaves her shoulders bare, but with a long train that blows off to the side. Her arms are painted in looping gold shapes. Her hair is blonde for most of its length, but it's beginning to change to a vivid red at the scalp. It's wrapped in teal ribbon to match her dress. Susebron has long, sleek black hair caught by the wind, chunky gold earrings and a slim gold cuff at his upper arm, and is wrapped in long white strips of awakened cloth that snake through the image in an energetic explosion of fabric. He gazes at her in handsome adoration and abandon, and she gazes back in love tempered by concern. The title has the same diagonal and italicized design with the same typeface and flourishes, but the title is jazzed up with shimmery, iridescent type. At the top is the tagling "She was forced to marry a god... Then she took his breath away!"

[tuesdayscanons]

{¤} After decades of being in the industry, Bojack knows how Hollywoob can be. If you don't put your foot down, you'll be forced to make concessions and wear yourself down until you no longer recognize yourself. One of his biggest regrets is not using his power to stick up for Herb and keep him on Horsin' Around.

The last thing Bojack wants is for Mister Peanutbutter to do something he'll regret in the name of placating someone else. He deserves better than that.

"Do you know how hard it is seeing 'Piennabutter' this and 'Piennabutter' that?" Bojack groans, "It's not fair you two get such a cute ship name! What do we have? Peanutbojack? That's just my name with the word 'peanut' tacked on! That's not cute!"

Bojack feels the urge to argue more, but the feeling of Mister Peanutbutter's hand on his chest and the sight of pinned back ears causes him to pause in his tracks. Even if PB said some things he has qualms with, it's not worth it to get mad over it.

'Okay, Bojack—Get your head together! Do you want to get PB upset? Because this is how you get PB upset!'

There's more to this than media coverage and ship names. Focusing on trivial things like that isn't going to do Bojack any good. Whether Bojack likes it or not, he's going to have to open up about the real issue if they plan on nipping this in the bud.

Besides, it's not like Bojack can blame Sienna when Mister Peanutbutter is so attractive.

'Stop it! You can smooch him later. Get to the root of the problem.'

"I know I should probably stay offline, but what else am I supposed to do when you're out working with her all the time? It feels like I barely get to see you anymore...and we only have so much time left."

Ever since Bojack reached his 60s, he couldn't help but feel...different. Mister Peanutbutter views this cycle as an inevitability, a necessity to get through shooting. All Bojack can think about is all the time he wasted on meaningless sex and doomed relationships. Despite knowing PB is only five years younger, the fact that PB treats the passage of time so frivolously makes him feel much closer to Sienna's age than Bojack's.

Before Bojack can say anything else, he drags Mister Peanutbutter back to his car and unlocks the door, pulling him into the backseat and closing the door behind them. He wraps his legs and arms around PB, his nose deeply nestled in PB's neck fur. It takes a moment for him to find his words, but once he does, they flood out of him like water from a broken dam.

"I know I've been hesitant to be too vocal about our relationship, but I can't take it anymore." Bojack sighs, "I want people to know that we're together, without a shadow of a doubt. I want to be in cute couples photos and take you out on dates and go to your special events as your husband. Not your 'Pretend Husband', but your legally binding, 100% commitment husband."

Bojack pulls back for a moment, looking deep into Mister Peanutbutter's eyes. He probably shouldn't be this vulnerable after PB just finished a shoot, but he needs PB to understand where he's coming from. Maybe it won't stop PB from letting Sienna throw herself all over him, but it'd at least keep tension and resentment from building up.

Isn't this what couples are supposed to do? Communicate with each other?

"I'm terrified I'll go senile like my mother and you won't be able to visit me in the hospital or make decisions on my behalf."

There's also inheritance and whatnot, but there's not much left for Mister Peanutbutter to inherit, between Bojack being sued by Xerox and losing out on Horsin' Around residuals. Still, it's better to have those protections in place than risk PB losing out on something that should rightfully be his. It doesn't even occur to Bojack that PB could die first because it feels more than obvious who would be more likely to live longer.

"We can get the same rights through a 'domestic partnership', but if we're going to wear the rings and call each other 'husbands', we might as well go all the way with it. Y'know?"

Pulling Mister Peanutbutter back in, Bojack's nose grazes against his floppy ear. His hold on his 'husband' tightens, as if PB could slip from his grasp at any given second.

"I understand if that's not what you want, but...I'd really appreciate it." {¤}

✧   「   @tuesdayscanons   」   ✧  - Continued from ★  

「 ☆ 」 Alright, perhaps ❛ nasty ❜ was too judgmental of a word… but Mr. Peanutbutter still stands by his question! When one is used to lathering their tone in saccharine wrappings like the canine ( people respond better to jovial voices and smiling faces ) , even polite bluntness seems like a slap to the face. No doubt a topic where the two will have to agree to disagree. Frankly, PB is aware of this. He knows how BoJack operates. Understands that tact isn’t the horse’s strongest skill. He doesn’t mind it. Much. Loves BoJack for it, if he’s being honest.

Just not when it’s aimed at a co-star he’s going to be stuck sending months with. Especially one with loose lips, the actress prone to subtle smear campaigns should she be even somewhat disrespected. Not the first snake in the grass PB has contended with, which is why he knows how to handle it better than BoJack. Good a boy as he may be, even Mr. Peanutbutter isn’t immune to the fickle nature of Hollywoob. Best to smile, wag his tail, and count down the days until it's over.

❝ She wasn't ❛ tonguing  ❜ with me; she was talking to me... ❞ He begins, exasperated at even needing to HAVE this conversation; tail no longer wagging and ears pinning back in a mirror of his Not Official Husband's. Not that he doesn't get where it's coming from. Technically. Although, he'd argue he has just as much reason to doubt BoJack's loyalty, yet is careful to hold HIS tongue. But it's unnerving whenever they fight. Far too familiar to the friction that would arise between him and his ex wives. Especially Diane. ❝ And yeah, she was clearly flirting. But that shouldn't be an issue! Because I don't have any interest in her. ❞

Palms outstretched in front of himself in a gesture partway between pleading and placating, PB looks up at Bojack with the hope he'll understand... but not the expectation of it. ❝ But I do have to continue working with her... and I'd rather not have any bad feelings making that any more difficult than it already is. ❞ Shrugging with a look off to the side, he tries to downplay the severity of what that means. Since to him, it ISN'T anything of note. Why would it, when he's finally with the man he's always wanted? ❝ If that means letting Sienna have her fun and pretend she has a chance off camera, well— I don't see the harm in that. ❞

Yes he does, but it's still the better option than shutting her down outright. It's not like she's the sort to take it as anything but a challenge anyway. Refocusing his gaze on BoJack, he rests a hand on his chest and tries to ease his voice into something more gentle. Soothing, rather than the snippiness of earlier. ❝ It's only for a few more months and then the movie will be over and she'll move onto the next guy. Come on, Honey. You've been around, you know that's how it works. ❞ Perhaps not the BEST idea to bring up BoJack's past conquests: both forgettable flings and serious attempts at a lasting partnership...

But Mr. Peanutbutter is too focused on the ❛ people moving on from it ❜ part rather than the very blatant sexual aspects of them all. Or the constant of moving on from BOJACK... but it's hard to take that view into consideration when he's had his own string of failed relationships. It's not just a BoJack thing. It's an everyone thing. A them thing. PB just hopes it's also a pattern that has finally come to an end. 「 ☆ 」

[secretlyofthefeywild]

"anytime the world isn't blown up it means they can't blow up the world yet" SANDRA LYNN THE WOMAN YOU ARE

[abwwia]

Sandra Blow by Anne-Katrin Purkiss

bromide fibre print, January 1994

11 7/8 in. x 9 1/2 in. (300 mm x 240 mm)

© National Portrait Gallery, London

Sandra Betty Blow RA (14 September 1925 – 22 August 2006) was an English abstract painter and one of the pioneers of the British abstract movement of the 1950s. Blow's works are characteristically large scale, colourful abstract collages made from discarded materials. Via Wikipedia

Anne-Katrin Purkiss is a photographer, born in Karl-Marx-Stadt, East Germany in 1959 and moving to Britain in 1984 after graduating from University of Leipzig in 1983. Via Wikipedia

[graveyardparade]

sorry I'm aroace riz gukgak posting again... but I've been mulling over how well-founded and grounded Riz's fears are as an aroace person in a society (and I would argue, in this incredibly shipping-heavy universe itself) that is actively hostile against people like him. He sees over and over again how others prioritize and centre romantic relationships above all others in both his peers and in parental figures in that there really is no adequate model for what it means to be single and happy.

More specifically, I'm thinking back to the Nightmare Forest and what a harsh blow it is to be told that he'll never be like the parents he clearly worships -- but I think a part of him also fears winding up like Sklonda herself! For over half of Riz's life, he's only known his mother as a single parent and what it looks like to be forced into self-sufficiency esp as a racial minority, burning the candle at both ends, working her ass off, and barely able to make ends meet as it is. Sklonda is a great mother, but we know Riz was by necessity a latchkey kid and Sklonda wasn't able to hide the more difficult parts of single parenthood from him: how tired she was, how thankless the work was, and how little time she had to spend on taking care of herself when societally and financially, being a single person is hard. She had at least the memory of a great love and Riz herself to work so tirelessly for, but what does it mean to have work as your love language if there's nobody there to receive it? Yes, Sklonda probably has friends, but at the end of the day and in her dark, quiet moments, Riz has seen her left alone, failed by both fate and the structure she spent her life working for. In contrast, we see the comfort that Sandra Lynn and Jawbone live in, the cozy suburbs of the Applebees, the cheerful (and very horny) Thistlesprings, all living in the comfort of having a companion to rely on at the end of the day, or to be there to catch them when they inevitably fall.

The only structures he's seen are that which prioritizes romantic love as your true partner and your first priority, and he grew up seeing what life is like when that safety net falls away. The big difference is that the life Riz sees himself facing down in his weak moments is not life when the safety net falls away, but life when you never had that safety net to begin with. And for a kid who already spent most of his life societally ostracized, financially unstable, and alone -- that's a very, very scary thing. (editing to add, and this makes this even less coherent than it already is: there's something to Gilear's rock bottom being the exact same apartment building Riz has lived in his entire life, and Gilear's ability to pull himself out of that physical situation is solely through entering a romantic relationship with (the admittedly shitty) Hallariel. Whoof.)

[longreads]

‘I’m Not Sure What I’m Doing Here’

During a short break between jobs, Emily Zebel took a weeklong solo motorcycle trip to work through grief after a period of loss following her first marriage. She wrote about her experiences for Longreads in today’s new feature, ‘I’m Not Sure What I’m Doing Here.’

The fall of that year slips through my hands, and the bleakness of winter comes like a fist. The interrogations by police and questions from Adam’s family subside. The organized search parties that combed the area’s state forests fold up their maps and go home. The snow is blowing sideways on a December night when my phone lights up with a message from Adam’s sister. Their mom’s cancer has relapsed. I can’t reckon with this family’s pain. 

I can’t even feel mine. I had read once that certain kinds of grief can physically change the shape of your heart, and now I can sense my inner world splintering into a kind of numbness that outstrips my recognition of the world, of myself. I get in my truck, blankly clawing my way through the driving snow to see Sandra one last time. She smiles weakly. I am the most selfish human on the planet, I think. I set off this domino effect of tragedy. 

Be sure to read the full essay. 

[brucewaynehater101]

Janet who has been brought back from the dead by Talia and is now a researcher and Talia's lover, when Talia isn't trying to get her Beloved, isn't actually all that happy with her position or relationship. She's not happy with having her movements and research monitored and even hampered by the very clear skewing of data. She's an academic, she absolutely considers the biases and prejudices of her sources, except when it comes to information from the people she cares for. And she does care for Talia a great deal but Talia was never going to be Janet's forever person just like Janet knows that Talia doesn't consider Janet her forever person, her Beloved. She feels guilty though, like she owes Talia for bringing her back from the dead, owes Talia for keeping an eye on Drake Industries. She feels that she can't go back to Jack and Tim because Jack has moved on and, supposedly, Dana makes both of her boys happy. She misses her son desperately but she knows he's nearly all grown up and believes, thanks to incorrect information, that he has a new mother figure he's accepted in his life and she doesn't want to mess that up for him.

Then a wall blows up and there's her baby looking far too thin and on the edge of a breakdown and Janet now has access to ALL the information, including every little thing that Talia has been hiding.

Janet was not at all happy. Janet decided that she was going to be happy. And the first step in that happiness was going to be a very clear and permanent break up with Talia that consisted of a lot of explosions. Bonus that the breakup would inconvenience Ra's who had always been a bit of a dick and never listened to any of her reports unless she'd had a male underling present the information. Then some long overdue bonding with her son and discovering just what has been going on with his life. Followed by asking that one assassin trainer that had given her a few tips, Sandra Wun San, out for coffee.

[I fucking love you so much. Previous Janet/Talia into Sandra/Janet? Gods you're amazing]

Janet wants what's best for her kid so she, stupidly, stays away from him. She doesn't want to dredge up the pain of her death by reappearing before him. He has a decent mother now who is actually around for him.

Jack seems happy and is making more efforts for Tim. It's all Janet could want for them. She may no longer feel romantic love for Jack, but she still cares about him. She's glad he and their son are doing well.

Then Tim waltzes into Janet's room, is understandably shocked by her presence (particularly because her status as alive was never utilized against Tim by Ra's), and is dressed in some gods awful leather cowl. He's pale, severely underfed, and has eyes emptier than a water basin in the Sahara desert.

Talia lied to Janet.

Janet knew that she was being manipulated and that the information wasn't entirely accurate, but this is a level she did not perceive. Her girlfriend ex-girlfriend is going to pay for hiding Tim's condition.

Janet makes her escape with Tim and hears Ra's threatening him. It's another tally the mother adds against the man.

Tim is reluctant to do what he needs to do (and when the fuck did he become a vigilante?), but Janet promises to meet up with him after he solves the imminent issues/destruction.

In the meantime, she researches the hell out of everything she missed.

Jack is dead. Jack, someone she was so happy to see thriving, was murdered. Robin, Janet's boy, found his father's body.

Janet is going to fucking murder Talia.

The mother doesn't blame Dana for not being able to take care of Tim, but gods does it burn that Tim lost another set of parents at once (Tim temporarily lost Jack when Janet died and he now has lost Dana when Jack died).

To add on, Bruce, Tim's adoptive father, is also declared dead.

Her poor son. He deserves so much better than that. She should've double checked the information. She shouldn't have trusted her lover at her word. She should've gone to Tim sooner.

Janet can't live in regrets. For now, she needs to prepare to be there for Tim. She can't control him, put limits on him, or tell him what to do. She hasn't been an active parent in his life in a long while. Furthermore, he's almost an adult. He would not appreciate his independency being restricted.

Instead, Janet scours the news for all Robin related informational. It's not the most trustworthy or accurate of source, but she doesn't have any others. What she does find (her child has been doing this since he was thirteen?!?!?) leaves her with more questions.

There is one interesting French news article Janet stumbles upon (what was a thirteen year old doing in a foreign country alone???? She's going to be having words with Batman).

Janet's old trainer, Sandra Wu-San, apparently assisted Robin in taking down King Snake.

When Janet had met the woman, she was enamored by her strength, resilience, and power. If the archeologist hadn't been with Talia, she would have entertained the way Sandra's hands lingered when correcting Janet's form and the weight of her stare as the trainee practiced.

Janet isn't ready to jump into another relationship, especially with another assassin, but surely a coffee couldn't hurt

[mcrizzystardust]

scenes that would make me physically die and ascend to nirvana if fantasy high got an animated series the way tlovm did:

the whole scene of riz blowing off biz glitterdews fingers and fig burning his crotch

fabian eating glass

ENDING OF FRESHMAN YEAR EPISODE TWO

adding onto the last one, the whole scenes of arthur getting kristen to sneak him into heaven, and gorgug seeing mr gibbons in orc heaven

adding onto the last one!! kristen thinking shes going to go talk to sol the next time shes in heaven, and ends up finding arthur aguefort and that whole shitshow

gorgug and zelda getting ice cream (with all the bad kids tagging along LMFAO)

fig stealing + driving johnny spells' car, along with that whole fight

BOGGY THE FROGGY

fabian gut punching gorgug on the first day of school

adding onto the last one: "DETENTION! DETENTION! ALL OF YOU, DETENTION"

riz throwing up in fabians backback, gorgug then 'stealing' said backpack

tracker flirting with a completely oblivious kristen when they first meet

the hang van!!

gorgug trying to sing his parents song to porter

jawbone in kalvaxus' mouth, im sobbing jdhdjsbs

"yes, yes, bike, now, lets go get some ice cream!"

THE THISTLESPRINGS DEFENDING THEIR TREE AFTER BANDITS TRIED TO BURN IT DOWN, MFING LAWNMOWER TANK

fig, on fire, climbing thru the window

buddy cubby busting the bad kids out of jail!!!!

gorgug kissing ragh

"goldenrod!! goldenrod!! goldenrod!!"

figs sexy rat, need i say more.

riz, high out of his goddamned mind on snuff, getting his tattoos

gilear being hired as lunch lad, after jawbone takes the position of guidance counsellor!!!

fig playing guitar for bill seacaster ALL NIGHT (think of those like, "8 hours later" spongebob slides)

sandra lynn seducing garthy o'brien???? not that i particularily like this scene, but for the pure storytelling purposes

that entire fucking fight scene with the dwarves, from 'havoc on the half-pipe'

"am i my own dad???"