#week even

[morningnoodles]

Hi noodles! Just wondering if you have a ko-fi or Patreon at all? I’d love to support you somehow! Your art is so lovely!

this made me cry at 8 in the morning 🥹

*shoos away the dust bunnies and soot sprites* it’s an old one connected to my ig art account but here it is: Ko-Fi

thank you for wanting to support me, anon. truly it means a lot ಥ‿ಥ♡

[gorillaxyz]

i havent frawn in ages and school is stressing me out 😞 i open cas for an hour anf close thr sims without even playing...

[neon-catarina]

hi im a recent follower of yours and id like to say a few things !!

1, your fire4fun animation is so cool and i absolutely love it

2, your solarballs and chonny jash art is great

thats all and have a good day/afternoon/evening !!

THANKS HEGASHDHD

VERY APPRECIATED!!!!!! ❤️💞����💗💝💖💗💓💞💕❤💝💖💞 HAVE A WONDERFUL MORNING/AFTERNOON/EVENING!!!

[that-angry-noldo]

today i got called "a person who yeets sad finarfin juice onto tumblr" in a discord server totally unrelated to me and that was my absolute moment of internet fame. nothing will ever top this. i want this engraved on my tombstone

[bamboozled-distress]

the thing about me is that i will live off of a high for a good week because I had a 2 minute interaction with the cashier at a bookstore

[starxscream]

My dad had no idea what to do bc I showed up unexpectedly back at the farm crying my eyes out

[ardri-na-bpiteog]

Also increasingly aware that a LOT of people "manage" getting through the 40+ hour work week by sleeping less than is healthy and relying on stimulants like coffee and energy drinks to keep them going.

For people who are unwilling or unable to do this...work really does just dominate your life. Like we really should not have to rely on unhealthy practices just to have a social life or keep on top of housework or whatever.

I know I post about this a lot but I'm so TIRED all the time and it's just so depressing that this is how we're expected to spend the one life we have.

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

[clowns0up-felix]

Jayvik stuff I drew in school

^ Almost dead and his biggest problem is being bisexual smh BTW I love me a good poly ship but oh soo not them,,, Mel should go and kiss Lest on the lips I think

[mwagneto]

i genuinely dont care if the creation of all media comes to a screeching halt btw i will very gladly live with no new movies no new tv shows no new anything for years if that's what it takes for the people who create them to be treated like human beings. i hope every other facet of the entertainment industry goes on strike too and i hope all the ones that havent unionised yet will. i want media creation to become completely impossible and i want the people who could make it possible again to hold out until they get every single thing they want. btw

[morningnoodles]

I just added like all your lotr/th art into my queue because I am now obsessed with you and your amazing skill <3

~ @entishramblings // vaya

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[caemidraws]

Eclipse

[egophiliac]

everyone out of the way, this is the only thing I'm going to be thinking about from now on.

(okay, there is one more thing)

[notherpuppet]

Sketchy sketchy outfit swap

[auriidae]

Ethubs Adventure

[lotus-pear]

he’s begging kuni to let them eat pancakes for dinner