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After a transplant + style crisis
I've been in recovery after a gum transplant for two days now. The swelling is almost completely gone. It wasn't bad in the first place, but I wouldn't like to go anywhere looking like that. It's not really painful, even though they literally skinned a small part of my palate - so I'm one of those people who now know what it means to be skinned alive. Inside of the mouth. Since I was under partial anaesthesia, I didn't feel shit. But it happened to me still. If I got a coin every time I was skinned alive, I'd only have one coin, but it's still weird that it even happened.
Today I was at home with my boyfriend, we watched some Moriarty the Patriot and Cyberpunk Edgerunners. We couldn't really watch a lot, since both shows made me laugh at some points, which is a big no-no, if your mouth is frankensteined together with some needle and thread. After that I asked my boyfriend to help me with making a guide for my style resolutions. Since I got banned on vinted (I wanted to sell an antique letter opener and they thought I was a firearm smuggler, because hey that looks like a weapon!) I decided to, well, make a new account immediately (already sold many things on there luckily), but also I decided to think more about my purchases. I've caught myself many times, standing in the thrift shop, thinking something like "what will that photograph like?". As I was already planning to give that piece up. I generally buy very high quality things, so it's not like I'm selling everything all the time, but it happens sometimes. I had an obligatory normie phase, basically every alternative person had or will have one somewhere between 20-30. And mine lasted maybe a month? Luckily I still had a very strong sense of what I like, so I didn't buy anything that I wouldn't actually wear after the normie phase - I got a pair of brown leather pants, that will go basically with any of my fancy silk shirts, and well, three fancy silk shirts. Two red ones, one short-sleeved, one long-sleeved, one in dark forest green, with short sleeves. They're all very useful and easy to dress up or down. I don't wear the short-sleeved ones yet, since it got very cold and it's currently snowing.
I still feel like I've just been buying too much random shit, so with the help of my boyfriend, I made a style guide. Turns out I'm fond of goth, dark academia, EGL and what he described as "lesbian fashion silhouettes" (affectionate obviously). So suits. And yeah. I like all of those things. Brown wasn't my thing before, but these damn pants changed everything. They fit like a glove, I love them. I even got brown boots to go with them. Dark academia slaps anyways, so I'd gladly wear everything in that style. I even got motivated enough to modify my way too big silk maxi dress to actually fit me. Originally it was a double XL, now it's size S. Honestly I'm very proud of myself, every time I modify a silk item by hand, I'm just worried I'll fuck up. But not today!
That damn thing got me banned 🥰
7.01.2023
Had a transplant and it didn't even hurt.
Well, it wasn't a big thing, just a gum transplant. It took about an hour to do, they cut a piece of my palate and put it into my gum. Heard some noises of what I think was a needle scraping my skull. Besides being sore and having a bit of a headache, it was pretty ok. I just kinda have a taste of blood in my mouth. I took a taxi home, since I didn't wanna take a bus full of germs after such procedure. I technically could, it's not like I'm dying or anything, but at the same time, bus after a transplant just doesn't seem like a good idea really.
After returning home I drew this gorgeous portrait of my surgeon, after laying down a for a bit.
He usually wears either a doggo cap or a flame cap. Today he had a poodle pattern cap, but I find the flames very iconic. Never seen his face ever, but his surgeries always healed well. I'm a surgery veteran at the age of 24 sadly, but hey, at least the doc is good.
Edit (11.45 pm)
It hurts so baddd
4.01.2023
Life after graduation and New Year's resolutions
I made my last post in July, a few days before my master's thesis defense. (The post is littered with typos - sorry about that!) If you're wondering how it went - I got 5,5, so the highest grade! My whole thesis was basically a paper made to prove my art history lecturer wrong - I held a grudge for three years, after she said something silly about fashion history, so I decided to write a 100+ page essay with 500+ footnotes to prove my point. And I did!
After that I went to Cracow with my friend Suzie, and visited Kościuszko's sarcophagus, as I wanted (I mentioned wanting to visit him in my first post I believe). After going back home, me and my cousin Nina went to a Rammstein live show in Chorzów. It wasn't exactly the right time, since the whole row 0 controversy was happening. I felt icky about it and still do, but it was my dream since middle school to see them live, and I did! The show was amazing. I decided to donate some money to a feminist charity organisation to "make up" for it, just in case. I know the band was technically not guilty and nothing illegal has happened, but not illegal doesn't mean ethically ok. After all, their music is incredibly good and the concert was insanely cool. The edgy middle-schooler in me was content. The edgy adult too.
Two days after the show I went to Warsaw with my boyfriend. Had some fun, but 4 days was a bit much, since it was very warm and I have an UV radiation allergy.
Then me and bf went to Gdańsk, or Danzig. I love this city and had a blast. One day we decided to visit a destroyed ship my grandfather worked on during WW2, called H34 Błyskawica (Lightning). It now serves as a museum in Gdynia.
Then it was time to return to my regular home - work schedule. Work was brutal in December, since the museum stands right at the very end of Wrocław market square - and well, there's a Christmas market every year. People from other cities, towns and villages visit it, and some (quite many) of them visit our museum after buying whatever their hearts desire. And oh my god. My throat was murdered before the Christmas Eve. I held an astonishing amount of lectures. And then I got a promotion! 🥹
My Christmas was very chill. I just met up with boyfriend and some friends and watched Netflix. Then the New Year's Eve came. I'm not a big fan of parties, I just met up with my friends.
Some New Year's resolutions:
1. Limit my screen time.
During the writing of my thesis, I spent all my free time - I barely had any, but still - on the internet. YouTube and Instagram mostly. I wanna give up both. To a degree. I listen to music on YouTube, because barely anything is on Spotify, and I have an art profile on Instagram called thebreslanvampire, so I wanna keep that up. But no scrolling. No getting into arguments with toxic conservative people. None of that. I like Tumblr, so I'll just stay here. I really wanna keep this blog actually active, which I didn't really do for the last year, but I love written blogs.
2. Care more. Not less. About things in everyday life. That's what made my life so great when I was a teenager and barely used internet. I didn't even take my phone to school, I just saw it as not necessary - in 2014! And I loved screen-free life. I watched anime sometimes and kept my blog up, but that was it. No social media, no dumbass YouTube commentary videos. Instead I filled my days with things like antique teacups, 19th century books and Bach's Toccata on repeat. Or Malice Mizer. My life was insanely aestheticised and I really want to go back to that. Nowadays I just take a mug. Play some podcasts, that I'm not even really listening to. It's so plain. So boring. So I'm about to dark academia the hell out of my everyday life. Which is already VERY dark academia, when I'm not slouching around. So I'm just about to go from 70% to a 100%.
3. Keep my diary. During my most aesthetic moments in life (let's just call it that for the sake of convenience) I wrote in my diary every day, sometimes a few times per day. I liked it, the diaries are still a blast to read. But again - internet ruined it. I started posting on Instagram stories. So I'm gonna switch from stories to paper.
4. Keep up with visual kei. I like visual kei, so I wanna know what's up.
Thank you for reading! I'm having a gum transplant tomorrow, so wish me luck 🥹
3.01.2024
So I'm graduating an art academy in 4 days...
I'm defending my master's thesis on Tuesday, 11 am. It's been five years since I started this college (technically it's an academy,not university, not art school, it's an art academy), and thought I'd share my thoughts on my time there in a sort of written blog-ish format. I had written blogs as a teenager and younger adult, there were three, and the last one is still there for people to read. (It's mintwmb.blogspot.com, it's in Polish + I was still younger, slightly more cringe and much less bitter when I was writing there. Still love that blog tho.)
I started uni (I'm gonna call it that, it's easier) in 2019 in October. In Poland, academic year has two semesters - a winter one which runs from October to January/February and a summer one, from February to June. I started as a graphic design student, but graphic design was only available as an extramural studies course, which I was ok with... until I learned that it wasn't free, which in a standard in Poland. It was 600PLN/150USD per semester, so 1200PLN/300USD per year. Not really that bad, but still I wasn't having any of it. It was too late to move to general graphics, which is free, so I payed for a year and moved for year 2.
The design course was awful for me, I hated it. We mainly learned how to use Adobe programs, basics of typography, basics of graphic design history etc. There was almost no drawing or painting - duh it's a DESIGN course, but it wasn't that obvious for 19 yo. me. Also I didn't really like the people there, but I think it was also a me problem, not a strictly them problem. I was incredibly depressed during year one, but it's not like they were saints. I knew that they talked shit about me behing my back when I wasn't in the room, but that wasn't really a problem for me? I've been goth for 11 years ffs, I'm used to that! Also I didn't value them as people and I still don't. It's not like we could really get along. I had one friend, her name was Hanna, she liked a lot of stuff that I did. She became friends with the other girls from our year at the end of the summer semester, which I saw as betrayal, but I don't think it's the case now. I wasn't exactly likeable during year one.
The lecturers were weird. One lady, who we'll simply call A., was a nightmare. She glamorised being overworked to an extreme deegree, she even asked people from my group to tell her the time they were going to sleep. She was only impressed with people who had unhealthy sleep schedules because of work and treated it like competition.
I moved to general graphics for year 2. The course includes printmaking (like eatching, linocut etc.) and graphic design. Why put these two together you might ask? Well, in Polish they're both called "grafika". That's the reason. A castle and a zipper are both called "zamek" and nobody confuses these two, so why put such different things into one course? We'll never know.
Me and Hanna during class, year one of Academy
To this day I think I chose my uni course (both of them really) poorly. As a 24yo woman I'd choose something like ethnology, history or cultural studies on Wrocław University, but at that time, a dumbass, late teen version of me thought that a fondness for drawing is enough to go through a Fine Arts Academy without major mental health consequences. It's really not. You need a real appreciation for modern high art (no, not furry fanart), some understanding of it, and most importatnt, a need to create it. I have a need to draw whatever I like at that point, be it a historical era, classic gothic horror icons or even some anime fanart, but no need for fine, modern art. But also, ngl, I feel like painting something pretentious after I learned about it...
Anyways, years 2-4! I moved to general graphics. I was on the same course as my boyfriend. I had a bit of catching up to do... or I could have, but COVID happened. I was so happy when it did, I could finally isolate myself from these people without consequences. I already hated this uni and considered to drop out, but I actually really enjoyed online classes and lectures.
But. I had one particular subject that I hated with burning passion - creative drawing. In this academy you choose two main workshops alongside other classes like photography, typography etc. Workshops are divided into prntmaking workshops and design workshops. At that time we were choosing multiple design workshops but only one printmaking - mine was creative drawing, which is basically a very pretentious mix of modern art, drawing, painting and prontmaking. I was really shit at that ngl. But I wasn't alone there.
There was another girl who moved from graphic design to general graphics and ended up in creative drawing - my to this day bestie Pamela. We are polar opposities, she wears 99% pink and is a dancer, I'm a goth and currently a museum lecturer. At that time neither of us had a job, but I was interested in history and she liked K-pop.
I chose to change my printmaking workshop for Intaglio (mixed media but in the printmaking realm, the professor is a great artist and besides being VERY demanding, a nice man).
An acid etching print that I made in 2022, the plate measures around 100x60cm I believe.
I made a very bad decision called "artbook design workshop" during year 3. The lady leading the workshop was A., with all of her overworking yourself to death bullshit. Our assignment for the semester was making a pocket calendar inspired by the Academy (so they can sell it and never give us a penny). I made one inspired by the Academy's iconic neon sign, known widely in the city. I was getting standard critique sessions every week and showed the so overworked A. and her two assistants, K. and M. my progress. It was all online, so I shared my screen with Adobe Illustrator every time. People who do graphic design will probably be suprised - Illustrator is for designing vectori shapes, like logos. InDesign is for books, you can't make a book in Illustrator. Well, it was my first time making a book and I didn't know. When they realised what I was using, AFTER AT LEAST TWO MONTS OF SHOWING MY SCREEN WITH ILLUSTRATOR OPENED, they lost their shit. And it was all my fault. For not knowing. I re-made it in InDesign but it did cost me a lot of stress and I hold a massive grudge to this day.
The neon calendar made it to an exhibition called Bookmakers 2022, but at what cost.
During year 4 I got into a final leg of an art competition, which required me travelling to Northeast Poland aka Podlasie. The place was nice, but the organisation of the final exhibition was hell and again, made me incredibly stressed out. Also the organisers were almost allergic to listening waht others have to say.
Year 5, doing my master's.
The genral graphics course doesn't give you a bachelor's, it gives you a master's. Extramural graphic design is divided into bachelor's course first and then master's, but for genral, you just make master's. Actually, two of them, in design and printmaking, so I'm gonna be a double MFA in four days. BUT AT WHAT COST. During year 5 it was normal for me to work 15-16 hours per day with one meal break + tiny bathroom / making tea breaks. Also I started my museum job, so sometimes my workday lasted about 20 hours at worst. For a year. When I wasn't doing my museum lectures, I made prints and worked in Illustrator and InDesign. The stress was insane with all of that + paperwork, I have many physical health problems to deal with because of it too. But it's over now! Almost. I spent $400 on printing my design diploma and $70 on chocolate for my promoters (it's a thing you don't technically have to do, but practically, you have to. My bf was the only person who didn't give chocolates to the promoters and he's the only one who got a lower diploma grade <3 Still a 5 - we have a scale from 2 aka failed, to 5,5 aka best grade - but everyone who had gifts got a 5,5). I hope my defense will go well.
My last uni photo, made in the Academy's garden. Had to fill in my thinning-from-massive-stress hairdo in an app, so that's fun :))))
So yeah, that's my uni. I'm so happy to graduate and just work in the museum <3
Master's thesis and art university slander
Obviously this is a personal thoughts / update post.
Currently we're seeing this huge spike of people defending art as a "real job". I generally agree with it, but oh my god, nothing makes you hate high art and everything (and everyone) that surrounds it than art university. Some people could say I'm just not the right person to go to art school, and they'd be absolutely right! I hate it! I hated it from the beginning, but I kept pushing, I maybe thought it'd get better and I'll strat to like it. I warmed up to specifically design, but lost any passion I've ever had for drawing, painting etc. In the meantime I found a job in a museum run by my country's biggest "cultural foundation, publishing house, archival institute and a research centre of national significance" (that's copied from wikipedia). I had this huge revelation about this whole art school thing being so unsignificant and unimportant in comparison. I feel like I've already done so much more for people while being a lecturer and an educator, than I could ever do as a graphic designer. My work friend even said that I'd waste my knowledge and passion if I became a designer. I honestly agree.
This is basically my last month of uni work, and a second last as a student. I can't wait to get out. The sheer thought of doing "art" all the time for the next 30 days is just horrible for me. The etching plates are what I hate the most. Making them is dangerous, it requires strong chemicals, and also it's just really time consuming. Wouldn't be a problem if I liked it, but I don't. I really don't. Graphic design part of this project is also a bit bothersome, but overall I like it much much more. Does it mean I actually wanna do it? No! Insane that the written part is what I like doing the most.
May 3rd 2023
indeed.com: hello person with a graphic design degree we think you'll be great match for (checks notes) dying in a coal mine
the "today on tumblr" blog annoys me to no end, also why doesn't blocking work? I still see these bloody posts, end my suffering
I missed written blogs, so I made this.
I'm a bit tired of modern social media. Everything is picture or video based, I miss text based platforms. Yes, ask.fm was putrid, but not because of the idea, the concept itself was good, just needed some alterations like better moderation and maybe an option to ban specific words, like on Instagram. I didn't have a computer up to 2010, so I was 11 when my mom bought a laptop. I know it sounds weird, everyone had a PC at that time, but honestly, it wasn't like we desperately needed it at home. I'm mainly mentioning that to highlight the fact, that I didn't have a myspace account or a lifejournal, they weren't really popular here anyways.
I don't really mind picture based platforms like Instagram, but at the same time, it's just getting boring. Don't get me started on BeReal and stuff like this. FOR WHAT. It's useless. I can't get to know a person by seeing their face alone. It's boring.
Tiktok is insufferable for me, it's way too stimulating and gets me annoyed at best, legitimately angry at worst. Why would I care about a bunch of videos that don't leave any positive mark on my life at all? They aren't educational, you can't learn shit in less than three minutes (although a video like this might spark an interest in something, which I appreciate), they are never funny, and from what I've seen, it's all massively toxic and a breeding ground for EDs and insecurities. Also tiktok dances, the most cringe thing on planet Earth, I can't stand them.
Maybe it's my nostalgia speaking, but personally I liked the ask.fm blogspot era the most. I don't have dyslexia or anything like that, so going through walls of text was completely fine for me, I know some people found that a bit overwhelming. I myself had a blogspot blog which is still up. I considered just revivng it, but there are no people left there, it's pointless.
This blog actually was my red / burgundy themed aesthetic blog, made in 2017 or 2016. I was massively into true crime at that time. Also I was just an edgy teenager. I'm into vampires and such imagery to this day, I love Saint Sebastian paintings (especially after I learned that many of them were basically softcore medieval gay p()rn, thank you art history lecture for enlightening me), I still like red, but having a blog centered around such things doesn't interest me anymore, the edgelord phase is over. Instead I'm just gonna ramble about random things that sparked my interest in recent times. I'm into history, so probably that's gonna be mentioned regularely.
Tomorrow is May 3rd, a national holiday in Poland. The 3rd May Constitution Day. Sadly, like all national and somewhat patriotic celebrations it has been appropriated by the nationalists, which I personally despise with a burning passion. It's not as bad as the Indepedence Day celebrated on November 11th, but still, I went to a museum today (May 2nd, National Flag Day) and bumped into a motorcycle gang / group (they weren't violent at all so not sure how to call them). They probably just bought tickets too and came from some other region of Poland, since none of their registration plates suggested Lower Silesia. Their motorcycles had flags attatched to them and many partiotic stickers slapped onto them. Also the helmets were customised with fur and jewels to mimic an 18th century Polish magnate's hats. All fine and dandy, but they had this unsetteling vibe. Technically none of the symbols they wore were hate symbols, but I've never seen people other than nationalists wearing them. Maybe it's me - I actually associated all folks who wore any kind of patriotic symbols with nationalism, until I met my friend Egle, who often wears them and is has absolutely nothing to do with nationalism, she just feels a very deep connection to our history. So maybe I'm too sensitive myself and they were just a bunch of guys. The museum I went to was The Panorama of the Battle of Racławice, which only has one thing inside, a monumental, 15x114 metre painting, depicting, well, the Battle of Racławice. The guy who leads the soldiers, Kościuszko, is I believe my top 1 favourite historical figure. The dude freed and educated multiple African American slaves (he was a polonised Lithuanian, but travelled to the USA twice), teached Native Americans how to use guns and did so specifically because he knew that they would have to defend themselves from white folks, helped many PoC and Jewish people, gave freedom to many peasants in (occupied) Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth (dude hated slavery in general, which wasn't all that expected from a white noble in the 18th century), was basically what we call a feminist in the 21st century and critiqued the catholic church to no end. I love him. But it feels weird to see nationalists, who do exactly what he'd hate the most, just coming there. I am very aware of conservatives in any country being not so well educated, but this just feels so wrong to me? Idk, I'm attached to his story, I really want to see his grave in Cracow, just to, idk, visit him? I'm so grateful we had him in our history, he was basically the only national hero who fully deserved that title (in my opinion, also I don't know all stories of all important people, maybe there are more). He also defended the Constitution, so that's why I'm mentioning him. I think he'd hate what celebrating May 3rd has become to some people.
I have a bag with Kościuszko's portraits, very similar to Warhol's colorful Marylin Monroe. I wore it today to go to the panorama and some old dude on the bus was not very amused. I feel like there are three options - I had big headphones on so I heard that he was angry at the bag, but not sure what annoyed him exactly. Option one, colors. Most people just know what Kościuszko looked like and that he was important for some reason, but nothing else. So maybe the dude thought that it was his portrait in the colors of the LGBT+ flag? I'd love to have a bag like that tbh. Option two, he knew who Kościuszko was and didn't like him. Conservatives who know what he was all about obviously hate the fact that he wasn't full of hate, like they are. Option three, old dude mistook my Sisters of Mercy pin that I had on the bag with a simple pentacle design and thought it was satanic (lmaooo). Or maybe it was something else entirely, the man didn't seem exactly sane.
I'm just gonna stay home tomorrow and write my master's thesis. I still have time, but I want this to be over, it's stressfull and makes me tired, even though I chose a topic that really interests me. I have a bone to pick with my uni (more like 100+ bones), so I just want it to be over. I have I job that I really love, so I just wanna focus on that as much as I can.
May 2nd 2023
This blog used to be crimsonaesthetics but I'm not 16 anymore, it was honestly a bit cringe, so I decided to recycle that account into a written blog. Feel free to unfollow if you're not interested, it's ok :)