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Gustave Doré
Theyre forcing me to do whatever i want forever
Fiona Apple photographed by Fredric Reshew, 2000
I wanted some comfort so i went back to one of my old interests, webtoon. I wanted to read again lalins curse because it's been years.
At the end of it, i was feeling like i lacked something because it's not complete, just stops randomly, really frustrating. so i tought let's start another webtoon, It will fill the void, dissolve the anger!
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29-01-2025
Being haunted once in a while by the fact that there is no end to this is the real curse
Snowball in Hell, acrylics, 30cmx20cm
I used a random piece of wire to paint the smallest details..!
Once again I´m thinking of Snowball in Hell, one of my favourite paintings ever
Disclaimer: my hatred of geologists is purely theatrical, but if I did have to kill one for some reason, it would be very easy.
I’d brandish my obsidian knife at them and they’d be compelled to approach. “That’s very cool,” they’d say, confident in their superior strength and endurance from all the rocks they carry around at all times. They’d shower me with very interesting facts about obsidian and hover just out of range of the cutting edge, waiting for me to exhaust myself. “But as it is volcanic glass, it’s very fragile, you see, and isn’t well-suited for use as a weap—” and then I’d hit them with the wooden baseball bat in my other hand, which they would not have noticed because geologists can only see rocks and minerals.
Showed my Geologist dad a picture of the obsidian knife you had and he nearly said this exact thing word for word. I can't believe my own father would fall prey to this. Clearly you know thine enemy
I work too closely with geologists not to have a contingency plan for eliminating them.
"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)
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