tamsin's atelier.

tamsin. she/her. usa. 20. art. writing. reading. and sometimes good at it. ♤ instagram: @/ateliertamsin ♤

[lunadoras]

tamsin can now be found… um… here.

[aviariies]

new blog, new me.

[memesandlaughs]

[owl-librarian]

#you just made it a higher stakes game of hide and seek

[deadmomjokes]

Having gone to this University, and having personally played hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center, I guarantee you that NOBODY finds hiders unless they, too, are familiar with the bowels of the HFAC. Once you get down to the practice-room levels, time stops completely and you could walk up the back stair and end up in 1967. The halls change at least 8 times an hour, there’s no way you’re getting back out the same way you came in. When the lights start going off at 10 the whole bottom 3 floors descend into some subsection of the fey realm. I once hid up on the balcony stage access fire-escape thing of a lower-level theater, and 3 faculty walked by under me and not a one of them noticed the hulking, wheezing asthmatic lurking above them, half dangling off a rickety metal ladder that probably wasn’t supposed to be climbed. A fellow hider friend came and found me, and we sat up there for 30 minutes listening to some distant clicking sound before we realized nobody was actually going to find us. We had no cell service, and no internet to reach anyone. We got lost trying to get back out, and once we resurfaced, everyone else was gone, the building was empty, and we just went home to eat ice cream. Nobody knew where we had disappeared to, and nobody bothered to check if we were there before leaving. For all I know, they just assumed we had been lost to the gaping maw of the HFAC basement and when they saw us at church on Sunday it was probably like they’d seen a ghost. None of us ever mentioned it again.

Basically what I’m saying is Campus Police had no hope of finding them in the first place and probably lost an officer or two if they actually conducted a real search, because nobody except Senior art majors or veteran custodians actually knows how to navigate that building and make it out in the same dimension they entered from. Not at 11pm anyway.

[meow-moment]

This is better than any horror story and it’s all fucking real apparently

[zelds-spellman]

Anyways,

Sibella Hallward

[aviariies]

A top tier post.

[thegingergoddess-deactivated202]

much ado about fashion

[official-cisphobe]

here's a random word generator--whatever word it gives you is now the thing you are the deity of

[legolasoflasgalen]

          ⚛ The elves + faces ⚛

Laura Michelle Kelly as Galadriel Michael Rouse as Legolas Rosalie Craig as Arwen

[liquidstar]

imagine you knew a dude and you were pretty chill with him, maybe you were friends but youre not really sure, but one day he just starts attacking you and gets taken away by the cops and you never see him again. a few months later you go to a play with your new group of friends and you find out via the play he died. thats how zuko felt watching jet die in the ember island players episode

[liquidstar]

zuko watching stage jet play around in some trees with the original trio: oh cool I didn’t know you guys knew jet. i met him once on a trip to ba sing se, we stole some food, got into the city, had a fight, and he was hauled off by the dai li and i havent seen him since lol

zuko watching stage jet get brainwashed and die: WHAT THE FUCK

[owlistic]

Zuko’s having a minor crisis here and Sokka thinks he’s just referring to the play.

[peterfromtexas-deactivated20250]

Born to be wild

[jamskers]

The lady on the scooter was an artist named Szabó Éva (sadly she passed away 4 years ago). She decorated the scooter herself, and as far as I know she could have embroidered the dress herself too, as she was absolutely skilled at the craft and often gave away tapestries to churches.  

She worked on cars too (as well as easter eggs, besides teaching folk dance):

She learned the art of Kalocsa patterns from her mother and she believed in keeping the folk motifs alive so passionately that she reportedly told she’d paint an entire house or airplane kalocsai if anyone asked her.

[sartorialadventure]

Hungarian art

[inkskinned]

the illusion was always that we just had to do it. just “do” the homework. the meal prep. the college application. just write the email, send the homework, follow up with that interview, clean your room. these are easy things, one-click things, two-hours-max things. we had so many people in our lives shout it at us. “why didn’t you just do it!” 

often my answer was a soft i don’t know. an i-got-tired when actually it was more like - i couldn’t. i just couldn’t. it feels like everything is covered in snow. don’t you know that i’m mad at myself too? i want this stuff just as much as you do. i want to live in a clean house with good food and have an okay job and know i’m not disappointing the people i’m coming home to. i don’t like missing opportunities and having to scramble in a panic about last-minute things.

i’m a fully grown adult. she is posing for a pic on insta. if you want a life like this, go out and get it. it’s 2pm and i haven’t eaten breakfast. i am staring at the space where i should be working. 

her video has a laugh. “just do it!”

[greendaleshistorian]

The first mention of Mary Wardwell’s first name is in episode 10. I’m… 

[dimidome]

I think one of the main problems with being a Mary fan is that she’s, for lack of a better phrase, the patron saint for weird, crazy fact hoarding, intellectual gays. If you’re a little off, have stacks of books, knit or create, have some old lady tendencies, Mary Wardwell is that character for you. But they don’t treat her well and, in being people that willingly spend their time learning and absorbing straight facts in their free time, know too much to be blind and wait around idly hoping Mary is okay.

Basically you unknowingly dig a grave for yourself being a Mary fan. But I guess we’re all here together so? Group hole?

[ellenfromnowon]

[medievalswords]

when lizzo said “self love is survival” and when hannah gadsby said “do you understand what self-deprecation means when it comes from somebody who already exists in the margins? it’s not humility. it’s humiliation” and when mitski said “i used to rebel by destroying myself, but realized that’s awfully convenient to the world. for some of us our best revolt is self preservation”

[gnascher]

when audre lorde said “caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare”

[darkalleysunflower]

when Jenny Slate tweeted, “As the image of myself becomes sharper in my brain&more precious, I feel less afraid that someone else will erase me by denying me love”

[inqilabi]

Um this woman is living the dream

[spellman-family-mockmortuary]

147 Years and Counting...

[eswel]

[greendaleshistorian]

So... I have a lot of feelings about the scene in CAOS P3E7 between Lilith and Lucifer. The one in Mary's cottage. A lot of indiscernible, chaotic feelings, mind you. But one of them pertained to Lilith and Lucifer's height difference. And in the spirit of science (and spite), I decided to conduct an experiment.

Thanks to @its-a-goode-day for the knowledge that Gillian Anderson stood on a box during the X-Files and to both @its-a-goode-day and @paradox-n-bedrock for the support.

So for some references. I'm... almost exactly Lilith/Michelle's height without heels (1.61m, or 5'3"). Luke Cook is 6'5". So with that in mind... the mission starts.

Please forgive my messy kitchen, this is for science...

I used sticky notes as height place holders.

‐orange is the top of Lucifer's head

- pink would be his nose

- yellow would be his lips

- blue is the top of my/lilith's head without heels

- green, which I add later, would be about Lucifer's eye level

I started out trying to recreate the "wide shot." This involved putting down my closet step stool and standing on it. And even then? It wasn't working. So I put some books on top of those. The orange sticky is a bit above the frame in the picture above, but I did get it in the picture below.

I eventually settle on this (above) for the wide shot. Also, apologies these pictures are not the clearest. I debated getting my camera but I was afraid to drop it. I had to kind of assess the clips, because none of the shots had both actors standing upright AND a straight on angle. So things was the best approximation I had, seeing as my forehead was about at the nose level.

I called it a day for this wide shot and then got more books to try to simulate the height difference shown here...

Where there's a far smaller distance between their general sort of visual, height alignment. So, my forehead at approximate nose level? I understand this visual is heavily skewed but we're rolling with it. Lucifer is leaning down, Lilith is looking up.

At this point, I'm this many books deep. And risking my ankle for this.

So we're getting closer... and I did sort of settle for this seeing as, again, that scene is skewed. I am another inch and a half or so higher in this one than the last, which I'm sure is hard to see.

But the BIG takeaway is...

This blue sticky note has not changed places. It is still about half a foot above the light switch. And it is down by my hand since I'm standing on a step stool with 2-3 books on it and about 1.5-2 inch heels.

Which is... a little ridiculous? And funny in an awkward way.

Final Results?

So to say how tall a crate Lilith/Michelle would have to stand on...?

Wide Shot? About 9.25 inches and 1.75 inch heels.

Close Up? About 10.5 inches and 1.75 inch heels.

[paradox-n-bedrock]

While I'd bet it was primarily a choice made to make shooting the scene easier and work better visually, reducing their height difference also serves the effect of reducing the visual impact of Lucifer looming over her, pinning her against the wall.

Not that it needed the help, because it's still extremely threatening regardless of their sizes. But imagining the scene with their real height difference and her basically face to his chest? YIKES YIKES YIKES.

This was some CSI level investigation btw.