#trying and failing
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extrashortshorts · 11 months ago
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If buggy drawing doesn't look like right
just open his big mouth, fixes half of it
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goldandorange · 2 months ago
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I’m trying really hard not to fall in love with every single ul.tra.m.an
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howifeltabouthim · 2 years ago
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. . . even when she tried her hardest, she still messed things up.
Shannon Messenger, from Keeper of the Lost Cities
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imalsorettish · 1 year ago
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Ive been processing materials all week trying to make clay. Heres how it went, ill add to this as the days go by. this is just a recap
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Gathered clay from my folks backyard. The soil there has always been shit to grow things in because its so high in clay. And the clay sits directly at the surface as well, its not just a foot down or anything. the whole fucking thing is clay. Ive tried to do this once when i was much younger, less even paced, and far more impulsive. It wasnt successful for a number of reasons.
- Got the material wet before i could even attempt to refine it down to just clay, which then meant id have to pick thru sludge with my hands to remove rocks and other debris.
- I decided to let the bucket sit to dry out, and then i never picked it up again.
- Straight up didnt know what i was doing. Well, i knew the essentials. It was obvious we had clay. I knew it had to be wet. It occurs to me now that i might have had an easy time recogbizing what was there and what to do because my grest grandparents were potters. My Mémé (Great grandma, ik it says meme. whats truly hilarious is she married a guy called pepe.) was a BITTER and mean woman. She and my grandmother would let me play with clay while i visited them, but i dont have good memories of this. I didnt investigate the craft due to the discouragement i got from them both. i found it intensely frustrating and it really clashed w my adhd.
- Clay takes a LOT of patience to work with. Even more to source it yourself and fiddle with the consistencies and ratios so u can manipulate into an actual piece, and EVEN THEN its not guaranteed that it will work well at ALL. Pieces often crack, dry incorrectly, shrink up, and even explode esp in the kiln. I do not nor have ever had a pottery wheel or a kiln. My only goal to satisfy doing this, then, was just to make clay and do nothing with it at all. Just to try it, see what my capabilities were, etc. There was absolutely no plan.
Since then, I found myself thinking about clay periodically. Every few months or so id return back only to the idea, and then brush it off. But ive never quite shaken it. I was 19 then. I turn 24 this march. Its been 5 years. So im trying it again, because i want to, and because i found pottery that finally interested me and i think would be fun and challenging to make.
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les-bonbons · 4 months ago
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I love how Lestat always has his hair pulled back into a demure little pony tail (tied with a ribbon no less!) when he’s around Louis’ mother. This silly vampire is really trying to make a good impression.
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FMP UPDATE
FMP=final major project
Sorry that I've been inactive, I'm not good at actually posting.
For my FMP I was going to do a short horror film but that fell through badly because me and my actors all fell ill one after the other, so we changed the idea. Instead of a short horror film we are now aiming for the stars with a mockumentary about us failing to make the horror film! I thought this would be easier on me especially with the time restraint, I also had some material for it already from our first horror filming session because we can't do anything without bloopers.
I'll be posting some more posters that I've made for the mockumentary too so stay tuned for that!
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andrewmnyard · 1 year ago
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trying not to be offended that my cat doesn’t want to sit in my lap :/
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mooninkling · 2 years ago
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I want to fly. Reach and touch the sun so I could explode with a shake. So that I could be finally free. I want to fly and touch the sky and know that I've done it all. My mind had been so full of dreams and hopes, now replaced with so much struggle to even keep breathing. Sometimes I think I'm wearing a cape that makes me invisible and no matter how much I scratch my skin, make it bleed, it doesn't seem to get off me. Do I ask for too much? Do I? It just feels easier to set everything aside and stop the game. Put an end to all this misery. But I'm reminded again that nothing is mine. Not even my life. Even that belongs to someone else to do what they want with me.
-I want to fly
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tandoorinightsmare · 2 years ago
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What I meant to do was smell my new shampoo and conditioner, because it's a flavour I've never tried before.
What I didn't mean to do was squeeze the conditioner so hard that it came out if the bottle, getting all over my face and school uniform in the process.
Whoops.
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valtsv · 10 months ago
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it's such a bummer that losing control of your emotions only makes the entire situation worse in really embarrassing personal ways. losing control of my emotions should give me pyrokinesis.
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idratherhavefreedom · 11 months ago
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v0idwraith · 16 days ago
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quite frankly idgaf what Luigi Mangione’s politics are, he actually did something to make a change and that’s more than most people can say
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cryptocism · 6 months ago
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"just as I did, in 1983."
you'd never know my favourite parts of the show are the fucked up insane bits when my first instinct is to draw the cheesiest thing imaginable
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pparacxosm · 2 months ago
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mike faist unhand me from your wretched clutches !!!
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RRREEEEEOWWWWWW MEEOOWWW MEOWWW PURRRR PURRRRR
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psychokatrixxxy · 7 months ago
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Batfam AU
Damian was captured by some villain, and Dick just saved him.
Nightwing: Why didn't you send a distress signal? You could have gotten hurt. What if I didn't get here in time?
Robin: tt, stop your incessant nagging, Grayson. I can handle myself. Besides, I did send out a distress signal.
Nightwing: Really, cause I didn't get it, and neither did B.
Robin, realizing something: Ah, I believe I may have alerted someone else of my capture then...
Nightwing: who-
He's cut off as a red figure barrels through the window, shattering it.
Red Hood, guns cocked as he looks around the room: Who the fuck do I need to kill?
Robin, deadpan: Impeccable timing as always, Akhi.
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Cheeky peep at my mockumentary poster!
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