Don't fall down in cold rain

Taí/kaleidorain, Ecuador. Sidebar image from Tekkonkinkreet.

[antimoony]

Is royai canon in Alchemy?

Ok, today I’ll tell you guys something I discovered while searching about the Sun and the Moon in alchemy – thanks for that, Pokémon.

And then I saw something I really think Royai fandom would like to know about, and I would love to know what you think about this.

Well, as you may know, stars and planets had a important role in alchemy, and that’s why I’m talking about this today: have you ever heard of the Red King and the White Queen Chemical Marriage? In alchemy, “the Red King and White Queen are allegorically brought together in the great work to produce a united whole”. The union of Red King and White Queen is often called the chemical marriage. In illustrations, it is depicted as courtship and sex. Sometimes they are garbed, as if just starting to be brought together, offering each other flowers (!).

Oh is it familiar? It’ll get better.

The Red King represents the Sun, the male, and its element is Sulfur.

The White Queen is the Moon, the female, and its element is Mercury.

“Descriptions of alchemical processes often describe the reactions of sulfur and mercury. The Red King is sulfur, the active, volatile and fiery principle, while the White Queen is mercury, the material, passive, fixed principle. Mercury has substance, but is has no definitive form on its own. It needs an active principle to shape it.”

Yeah, who did all the shaping in the flame alchemy our Queen Mercury had but couldn’t use? Our sun, our King Sulfur.

Some illustrations shows the King saying, in Latin, “Oh Luna (Moon), let me be thy husband,” reinforcing the marriage imagery. The Queen, however, says “Oh Sol (Sun), I must submit to thee.”

- Will you follow me? - I will follow you into hell if you ask me to.

“Activity needs material to take physical form, but passive material needs definition to be anything more than potential.”

I would also like you to know that, while the Sun/Sulfur is Spirit, Moon/Mercury is Soul. When they marry, they finally become a whole.

So I don’t have idea if Hiromu Arakawa knows that. She researched a lot about alchemy, so she may know, and we all know she loves this kind of references. Maybe it’s just too much of a coincidence, tho. But in any case let’s face it: our King and Queen were written in the sky.

[chuwenjie]

Concept paintings that I did for a deleted scene in Across the Spiderverse. In this deleted scene, Miles follows Gwen to a Brooklyn construction site where he meets Miguel for the first time. I believe this scene was released yesterday as a special feature called "Miguel Calling."

[nosebleedclub]

Tell me a soft memory

[inkskinned]

we would find out later i had burned off my entire cornea - about 65% of my eye. my doctor told me it is the organ with the highest concentration of nerve endings - i was in an amount of pain that can't be spoken.

and i was blind. for the first time in my life, i was totally blind. i kept thinking about reading, about writing. weirdly, just once, about driving. we had no idea if i would ever see again. just like that - my entire life was different.

it is a strange place to reference for a soft memory, to begin here.

my siblings were taking excellent care of me, but there was a moment in the hospital where, just through bad luck and timing - both of them had to step away for a moment. i was crying at that point; not emotionally. for 3 days after this i would still be crying, my tears, like a mermaid's, a frothy pink with blood.

my brother worried about leaving me. he had another, just-as-bad emergency.

"i got her," someone said. "don't worry."

a soft hand held mine, and then she started talking.

her name was jess. she has a wife named clyde. they live a few blocks up the street. clyde fell down, but the x-rays seem to be coming back better than expected. jess says she's got long dark hair and "more wrinkles than an elephant". jess describes every chair in the room and every person. she talks about her two kids and her cats and her favorite memories from college.

a doctor came. i had to switch to a different waiting room. i tried to stand up to follow the voice - i found jess's hand, following me. she didn't let go. she kept talking the whole way: lamp to your left, just a few more steps, okay to your right is the ugliest painting, good, now a little more walking straight, you got it baby

in the new silence of the next room she sat me down and called my brother for me, telling him where we'd gone to. and she stayed there for a bit, just chatting, her voice echoing in the eerie quiet. gently describing the room to me. and then someone was rude. from the sound of the voice, a kid, i think.

"why is she crying?"

"she just lost her vision," jess said. "she can't see."

"oh." said the kid. "that's scary."

the kid tells me he is here because he has peas stuck up his nose. that makes me laugh, his mom (?) groans. she tells me about the kid (he's 6, he likes paw patrol and eating cheese), about herself, about moving from cali.

jess says she's sorry, but she has to leave now, she's gotta go check on her wife.

"don't worry," says the mom. "i got her." and then i felt her hand press into mine.

for hours like that: i am taken care of by strangers. each person just talking with whatever comes to their head - not for any reward or celebrity or real reason, i guess. just because i am scared and alone and in the hospital and blinded and need to be distracted. not everyone even got told the story - they would just pick up in the silence with - oh by the way the television is playing HGTV - do you like that kind of a thing? yeah, me too, but could never quite get into those open-floor plans, i'll tell you -

by the time my brother is able to come back, the room is buzzing. we talk to each other like old friends, laughing, cracking jokes about if you don't like hospital food wait until you get on an airplane and can't believe i'm up past two in the morning what a party animal i'm becoming. i am holding the hands of someone named drew, who likes my crow tattoo and making crochet snails.

there are many dark moments full of pain in this world. this - in the low of absolute-dark, absolute-pain: people find a way to paint in it anyway. the color splash of their voices: this triumphant, radiating kindness of - let's be here together, let me help you, let's keep going.

i never saw their faces. i can't remember many of their names. but i think about them often, and the way we all took a deep breath - and did something gentle amongst the pain.

[kwistinya]

And a refurbished marichat drawing as promised

[buggabrained]

kitty and his lady 🐾🐞

[balfaltins]

How do I manage to mess up every single opportunity hjgjhg

[juuxzi]

where shall we go tomorrow?

[beccaburncreative]

Analysis of selected work of Alphonse Mucha  My analysis of four of Mucha’s works revealed many characteristics typical to the artist’s techniques, compositions, and subject matter. His combinations of beautiful female figures, rich ornamentation and extravagant lettering radiate luxury and pleasure. Mucha used ‘formless’ materials such as hair to create whiplash curves and decorative forms which, paired with his intricate pattern work, create highly detailed pieces. Linework is intrinsic to Mucha’s works. All of his forms incorporate a thick black outline to their stylised aesthetic. Mucha also experiments with the overlapping of multiple elements, such as the common use of the large circular frame motif and the female figure. 

[propertiesofjoy]

peter brown / huguette clark

[vbbyrose]

safe return

prints of this piece are available on my shop!

[inkskinned]

i have to believe somewhere, someone is trying a taco for the first time. someone is taking their first shower. someone is coming home to a new puppy.

i have to believe that this winter, someone new to snow will pull out a 5 dollar plastic sled and throw themselves down a hill, just to try it.

i think i'm probably lucky to be familiar with sunrises. i live in an area where the lightning bugs dance in their cocktail hours. i take chickadees for granted.

today i saw a tree that had changed to fall colors, and my first reaction was to grimace. i love autumn, but i hate the cold. i don't want it to be winter yet.

but how lucky, to live in a place where the leaves do change color - so bright and vibrant that people make treks from around the world just to look at what i grew-up-with. my mom's friend was a teacher in florida. she used to ask us to mail her an assortment of leaves, just to show her children - to prove to them yes, they really do turn yellow and orange and red.

last year i finally tried pumpkin spice for the first time. someone this year will find a new favorite knitting pattern. someone's favorite band will drop a new album. artists will make things we haven't yet imagined. there will be chalk drawings and magnet poetry and karaoke and recipes and laughing.

it is easy to forget. this was all new to me, once. and when it was - well, it was just all so easy to love.

[beaxmice]

raine whispers, everybody!! ☁️💫

[wolfmons]

[peqchessss]

Holy crap the mop

[awiw]

Three days ago, Hazel and Willie – a young couple living together in the Gold Coast – set out on an impromptu road trip through rural Queensland. Three hours ago, they found themselves trapped in the fey and formless region of Warrigilla: a state with no edges and no map; afflicted by a mysterious curse that turns its already monstrous inhabitants more monstrous yet. With nothing but each other and the keys to their green Holden, Hazel and Willie map out a new route that takes them inland, through the fields below the mountains. If they’re lucky, they’ll find answers – and a way to escape. But luck can only go so far when the roads between towns are stalked by abominations, and every second of squandered time comes attached to an invisible price.

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We also have a limited amount of leftover stock for Book One, in case you missed preorders last year. 

Preorders will run from early May to early June 2021. Check out our shop here!

[bauliya]

the fullmetal alchemist fandom is a pyramid scheme. someone lures you in with promises of excellent writing and animation to watch you cry to nina tucker and then you do it to someone else.

[nonbinary-hawke-deactivated2021]

We don't need more diverse Disney movies, we need Disney to be shut down and broken up so that it stops dominating entertainment and choking out smaller creators and studios.