Maggie Vandewalle (American)
"Red Sky at Night", 2025.
Watercolor, 6" × 5".
Private Collection.
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Maggie Vandewalle (American)
"Red Sky at Night", 2025.
Watercolor, 6" × 5".
Private Collection.
Pulp sci-fi illustration by Italian artist, Aldo Di Gennaro (b. 1938).
This is probably the most culturally important thing I’ll ever seen in my lifetime if I’m being honest. I want this affixed over my mantle, embroidered into my denim, and emblazoned into my flesh so that generations to come may never forget this 1938 gem of an illustration. Put this on my gravestone and name my children after Alfo Di Gennaro. This is what it’s all about.
Artist was obviously a leg man, but I have never seen a female alien love interest designed as THIS alien before. She’s uniquely hairy, bugged-eyed, lines would indicate at least a partial exoskeleton, she has escaped being saddled with the mammories that a non-mammal being would not have, yet she’s got it bad for Space Force Leatherhead and he is so into her. I can practically hear his prose of her cabochon eyes of nebula violet, glowing with the passion to know and be known, in the starlight. The green of her body turning more vivid as discovery (and carnal knowledge) consume her conscious mind.
To suggest a red-blooded, human man could love Greedo’s cousin? Desire her??
This is fantastic, in every sense. How many lives did this change forever?
I can’t find publication information - anyone know when and where it appeared (the date is when the artist was born)? I’m thinking Golden Age magazine cover, possibly for Galaxy…
This image doesn’t look any older than the 90s to me, and probably not even that old. One of the commenters says it’s from issue 124 of Almanacco del Mistero in 2014, which sounds about right.
The Kingdom of Crooked Mirrors [1963]
youtube link to a Russian Film with English Subtitles !
season’s greasons
Every time someone with teeth that r a little bit fucked up gets em fixed. An angel dies. And I truly believe that.
Imagine getting a cat from an animal shelter and deciding to pick the very sweet and gentle one who hasn't made a single sound the whole time you're there, and being told "yeah she doesn't meow like other cats do", and then when you say "oh it's ok, I don't mind a cat who isn't very vocal!" the shelter's people look at you like they're about to say something but decide against it.
And then you bring your kitty home and the first time she wants your attention, she opens her mouth and the sound that comes out is a low, soothing but abnormally long continuous tune that you can only describe as something between mongolian throat singing and a didgeridoo.
me as a 14th century knight: this sucks i'm gonna fms (translator's note: fall on my sword)
Alternatively: fuck my squire
[remembers falling on my sword jokes negatively impact my knight's oath] ...fuck my squire
Brad Kahlhamer (American, 1956), Eating too much because he is nervous, 2002. Watercolor and ink on paper, 66 x 102.5 cm.
by Walter Oltmann
FINAL THOUGHT
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Blue Tit/blåmes. Värmland, Sweden (December 17, 2017).
doily dragon
an unfinished piece from a couple of years ago done on my old tiny samsung. sunset study turned mountain study turned lighting study etc etc. had a lot of fun with it back then
Jean Depoian, 1986