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September moon by モモ
i don’t know why i love this so much but i do
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Ok wait I'm an animator but the idea of referring to a real life human's gait as a walk cycle is sending me
Spooktober Special // Bunch of Draclias | Tom Cardy
Do you ever wonder what on earth possesses people like this? Like, to be clear, I do not mean that as an insult. I mean this woman put together like at least three completely different, unrelated forms of craftwork, all three of which require significant amounts of time to master, and went "yeah I'm just gonna throw these in a blender now" and then this came out. Like. You understand how insane it is to do just mirrorwork? To do just color-tinting? To do just bas-relief sculpture? And none of that touches on the preparatory sketching or the finishing resin or the glitter. Like. I want to know how this woman thinks. How did she come up with this. What made her want to do this. Where she got this idea. I can't imagine being able to think in enough dimensions to do this successfully with a shape as simple as an apple, much less fur or feathers or all those tiny flower ruffles. Hell, I can't imagine being able to think in enough dimensions to do it unsuccessfully. How did she come up with this???
i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
We are each other's night sky. No one is alone here.
night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you
Made a painting of all of us “Holding Hands” <3
I still think it's really cute when the whole Alliance wait for a single sprout to watch the last boss cutscene n some of them start cheering to the rhythm. Did this yesterday at Thaleia hahaha
Last Light in the Forest (2018) by Michael Handt (1995-)
When you really think about it, crochet and knitting are just organized methods of tangling yarn
Yep. I've been known to say that a sock is just a really complicated knot.
Fiber arts is being smarter than string.
as previously discussed string is very wily and good at outwitting humans
example: today i discovered i was outwitted by string 20 rounds ago
children heed my warning. one day your body’s check engine light will come on and demand that you start eating so many vegetables and whole grains. do not ignore it.
I want to explain this a bit more since 'health' and 'biology' are loosely speaking, special interests of mine and also what I went to school for.
People SAY that your health 'suddenly' starts to decline in your 30s but that's not really a good way to put it A) bc that's not really accurate and B) bc it frames this decline as something inherent and unavoidable, which does nothing to convince you that you have some agency about this.
So I'm going to explain this in LOOSE NON-SCIENTIFIC language:
When you are an infant or child, you are actively growing. Nature is throwing tons of new cells into you bc your body needs to BUILD BUILD BUILD. What you're able to do, eat and heal from is all largely dictated by this-- for example little kids often LOVE sweet foods or dairy-like foods and are relatively less interested in anything else. This is bc their body is running on HIGH all the time since building body parts is very energetically intensive. They can eat a fistful of sugarcubes and burn them off in an hour. Ask me how I know.
When you are a YOUNG ADULT you are actually still developing to a secondary extent, but your bones and such are fused and now that development goes into solidifying the structure and also finetuning its reproductive capabilities and features-- these, too, are HIGHLY energy consumptive when they first come online. Nature is STILL, thus, throwing tons of energy and new cells your way hoping you'll do something cool with them. You regenerate very quickly, and recover from harm rapidly-- But please note: swift recovery from harm is not absence of harm. This most relates to the consumption of 'junk food' and alcohol-- many people say they could 'eat whatever they wanted and nothing would happen' when they're in their 20s or that they could go out drinking and 'not be affected'. You were affected. You didn't notice.
Once everything has come online you go into maintenance mode. Nature stops throwing excess cells and energy your way bc you don't need that-- your body is yours and you are now responsible for maintaining it...hopefully with what you learned by experience in your 20s. IF YOU WERE NOT PAYING ATTENTION, you did not learn this, and are in for a surprise in your 30s bc your 'free recovery' subscription has ended. Recovery and maintenance- processes that are constant in the human body- now cost MINERALS & ELECTRICITY. You can go into DEBT now, and that debt will come in the form of joints that pop, inability to recover well, lowered immune function, and feeling like shit.
This debt accrues interest RAPIDLY once you hit 36-- the age of around 36 to 46 or so is a kind of reckoning stage where Nature assesses how well you've managed your body and you will be SWIFTLY downgraded if the result is you were just winging it.
So how do you build this account? 2 main things ( LOOSELY SPEAKING this is so not 100% scientific but I have to be general here): MINERALS -- you get these from eating well, mostly. You might want to take supplements based on your unique needs. But you need Minerals & Vitamins (i'm lumping these two together) bc they are the chemical building blocks (currency) your body uses to rebuild and fix up cells. ELECTRICITY is- again loosely speaking- having the proper chemical voltage throughout your body. This 'voltage' drops when you don't move enough, or when you're dehydrated. The building and repairing process your body wants to do may have the materials (minerals and vitamins) but there's not enough power in the factory, or the AC isn't working and the workers are overheating and can't work well. To fix this, drink lots of water and MOVE AND STRETCH your body. The action within your muscles and bones GENERATES ENERGY and it keeps your cells happy.
So the thing is, it's not that you suddenly find yourself taking damage after 30+. You were taking damage the whole time. You're just kept from really feeling it bc you're young and full of extra juice and given time to figure things out.
But at some point Nature expects you to do that, and you will pay if you don't.
Best to start out giving a shit, even if none of your friends think you're cool, even if you get called a 'health nut' bc you will still be able to frolick at 45, 50, probably so on while everyone who said it was dumb to have 'balanced meals' shares memes about how they wake up feeling like shit every day.
Sidenote don't let our shitty fatphobic society obscure the fact that it's okay to care about what you eat. Counting calories or being preoccupied with physical perfection is a sad way to relate to your body BUT that doesn't mean that paying attention to your diet AT ALL is bad. Baby, bath water, etc.
My goat ranting has been justified for this day.
The curtains were blue because everything in the room was carefully colour coordinated, reinforcing the character’s stylish and controlled characterisation. The curtains were blue because everything in the room was a different colour, reinforcing the character’s eclectic and globe-trotting personality. The curtains were blue because the character is elsewhere established to hate the colour blue, subtextually implying that their deceased spouse was responsible for that decoration choice.
The curtains were blue because throughout their filmography the director consistently uses cool tones to mark moments of distance between characters. The curtains were blue to tie the events in that room into the broader oceanic motif of this particular novel. The curtains were blue because the assonance evoked a contrast with the following stanza of the poem.
Even the curtains looked expensive: floor to ceiling velvet drapes, in a flawless royal blue. She tucked the saucer up on the windowsill and tied back faded blue curtains with a loop of string. The narrow blinds were the same navy blue as the pinstripe suit of the man who served eviction notice that sent them to this office.
The curtains were blue because the author’s childhood home had blue curtains, which they discussed in their letters related to their feelings of comfort in that place. The curtains were blue because the author’s childhood home had blue curtains, which they discussed in their letters related to their feelings of grief in that place.
The curtains were blue as an allusion to the contemporary joke about literary criticism, an extension of the author’s autocritical approach that will be further discussed in section seven.
The curtains were red, as a pun on;
The curtains were read.
shit man this got me emotional
left: the Nebra sky disc, circa 1600 BCE, showing the Moon, Sun, and stars in gold on copper - the oldest depiction of the cosmos in the world
right: the Webb Space Telescope, July 2022, revealing thousands of baby galaxies forming in the early days of the universe - humankind’s deepest look into the sky
thinking about that time i (an art major) was hanging out with a guy (an engineering major) in college and the conversation got onto the topic of what art is and i said i have a rock solid, completely non-subjective definition that i go by, which he was very interested to hear. so i told him, "art is the product of human expression" and he did NOT like to hear that because that definition did not distinguish between different mediums of expression or quality or purpose of the art. and i told him that beyond that point there is no way to avoid subjectivity in the definition, and that there is no objective way to decide what forms of expressions qualify as art beyond its core purpose -- human expression. he let the conversation die after that
i suspect that my definition would still upset a lot of people, especially computer guys, but i really can't imagine a better definition for art. art exists as a product of human expression, our interpretation of existence -- without humans, there is no art, just the world existing for its own sake
Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West
Specifically, to “swash a buckler” referred to the act of pounding a buckler (small shield) against one’s own chest as a sort of macho display.
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And cutpurse of course, which is earlier (mid-14th century, as cutte-purs), and may have kickstarted the whole thing. The variant pick-purse appears in the late 14th century, and from there we get pickpocket in the 1590s. Reminder that at least for women’s clothing, “pockets” at the time were detachable and fastened with string to a petticoat or something, so you could literally pick them up and leave, just like a purse (though rifling through the contents was also an option, and “pick” can mean either method).
I’m also very fond of scapegrace, which is a bit later (1767). Scape here is a verb, it means “to escape, flee from”. So a scapegrace is one who escapes the grace of god, a wild and reckless person, a scoundrel. I would hazard a guess that this isn’t street slang, but influenced by slang on one hand, following the same type of word formation as cutpurse, and by the word scapegoat on the other, which sounds similar but is formed differently: a scapegoat isn’t someone who escapes from a goat, it’s a goat that escapes (or just departs, or is driven out).
Of the words mentioned in that thread, most indeed appear within the proposed timeframe, 1550 to 1700 or thereabouts, which is by no coincidence at all the heyday of rogue literature: pickpocket (1590s), spendthrift (c.1600), swashbuckler (1550s), turncoat (1550s), lickspittle (1741), skinflint (1700), turnkey (1650s), cutthroat (1530s).
Others are modern: sellsword seems to be an invention of fantasy literature, appearing in the late 1960s. I first read it in ASOIAF, and so did a lot of people, I’ll bet. Scofflaw (I didn’t know that word, it’s brilliant!) is American English, from 1924: “The winning entry (from among more than 25,000) in a national contest during Prohibition to coin a word to characterize a person who drinks illegally.” There was a $200 prize! And I’m not sure about lackwit, Ngram Viewer doesn’t record any instances before the 1800s but that’s not solid evidence for anything.
Still, not only are they all “seedy” in some way (heh), but the word formation makes them seedy. It somehow evokes old-timey street slang and medieval or early modern rogues, even if it was coined in a fancy office by an educated author centuries later. What a fascinating phenomenon! Finally, I’ll note that the overwhelming majority of the words that form these compound nouns are monolyllables, so we end up with two syllables telling a whole story. It’s beautiful.
More roguish words:
picklock (one who picks locks, a burglar), 1550s
drawlatch (one who draws latches, also a burglar), appears in A Caveat for Common Cursitors, which is the earliest English cant dictionary (1556)
whipjack (same source) This is more obscure, it does mean “one who whips a jack”, except that whip here means “take out, draw quickly”, and jack or jerk is a cant term for a fake licence, specifically one that says you’re a former sailor and therefore allowed to beg for alms. So a whipjack is a vagrant who bypasses anti-vagrancy laws with counterfeit papers: when the authorities come to shake him up, he whips a jack – flashes a badge, if you will – and says “not to worry, I have a permit!”
(word sources: etymonline.com, en.wiktionary.org)