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Prometheus comic update... David's unfocused yet condescending gaze is fun to draw. I had more trouble with vickers. I like her expression too though
Brother
What
The
Fuck
month starting on a monday we have no excuse guys lets get to work and lock the fuck in
yk its actually very chic and avant garde to start on tuesday the second
many claim theres nothing more subversive and revolutionary than starting on wednesday the third
"Sys how is your decent into fiber arts hell going"
Glad you asked. I have arrived at 'modern flax is Bullshit compared to what we had in historical textiles, the flax widely available for handspinning is basically the tow that would be discarded from textile creation and used with tar to caulk ships back in the day'
This naturally led me down a hole of 'why is the staple length of this stuff a bullshit 6 inches' and the answer is 'we have bred modern flax more for the oil than the fiber because cotton usurped the place of everyday textile thanks to slavery and the cotton gin'
Anyway, THIS led me to a rabbit hole that culminated in me finding flax seed bred for proper 30 inch tall plants for fiber, sold by some fellow minded nerds on a website that has not been updated since 1998 and you have to email them to buy anything.
Anyway how are all of you doing.
I FAILED YOU ALL here is the site. You can also buy flax fiber from them. The PROPER shit, not the hot garbage ass tow fiber sold as flax top for handspinners.
'machine combing shortens the flax fibers by several inches'
This right here is part of why modern linen is a pale shadow of historical linen. Legitimately it cannot be properly replicated by machines. It HAS to be made by human hands if you want the best quality.
Bisexuals rise up!
Maul and Devon but he is an overprotective dad
THE BIRDCAGE — 1996, dir. Mike Nichols
Tumblr in a nutshell
Is this the girl who made the Anemone Song?
this is my favorite comic ever i never don’t want to see it on my dash
Twice a year in Hawaii the sun passes directly overhead and objects cast no shadow. It’s a phenomenon called “Lahaina Noon”
my lord. the two statues you commissioned are finally complete. yeah, the double-order with the vast and trunkless legs of stone and the shattered visage. i like to think we captured the sneer of cold command pretty well. it's a really thought-provoking piece my lord. very deconstructionist. i'm sure that even a traveller a thousand years from now could take one look at it and instantly recognise it must have come from an artistically enlightened culture
He is my princess diana
I don't know a good term for it, but there's a certain quality a work of fiction can have or fail to have, where, as a reader, you have some faith that the themes present in the work are there because the author knowingly put them there. That the curtains are not just blue, that you're reading something that has been written with intent. You can, of course, still do a death-of-the-author read on that kind of work, and no work only contains that which the author intends. But there are some works in which you look at even the most surface-level thematic content and wonder 'are... are you doing that on purpose? It kind of doesn't seem like you're doing that on purpose. I hope you're not', and it's very hard to express the difference between that kind of thing and an author who is clearly very intentionally exploring something a little uncomfortable.