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Lady Lishu
I put her in jorts
“Rama,” by Morris Scott Dollens, 1980
various murderbot doodles. uncensored head injury under the cut
Hootin' and hollerin'.
The whole point of Xena’s character, of course, is that she really kind of enjoys murdering the shit out of people and it takes conscious force of will on her part to hold herself back from doing so when it’s not moral, and Lucy Lawless plays that so well. And I appreciate that. Not a lot of female characters who are allowed to just go fucking feral with bloodlust.
Xena basically frames hatred and violence as a sort of addiction, and I actually think that this is a more sophisticated treatment of a redemption arc than most other stories I’ve seen on the subject.
Gabriella: Oh noes, crisis of the week!
Xena: Not to worry, I have a solution!
Gabriella: Is it murder?
Xena: I mean, its not-not… Yes, its murder, but for a good cause.
Grabriella: *angry pout*
Xena: Very well emotional-support-bard. We shall try wacky shenanigans first.
Gabriella: Don’t worry Xena, we’ll get you thirty days without murder for sure this time!
Narrator: Xena would not get her red murder-sobriety chip this time.
I always remember the quote from Lucy Lawless, about Xena as she first appeared which is from a great interview in general about her work.
She was a warlord. She was worse than any of the creeps that worked for her. I think a lot of the good men — namely, Hercules — made her see the light. Then she didn’t want to kill people any more, mate. She wanted to love people instead.
But she’d done such terrible things in her past — she knew she was irredeemable. She was a flawed hero.
I remember discussing with the executive producer [Robert Tapert], whom I’m married to today, that Hercules is the hero you hope is out there somewhere, and Xena is the hero within every man — the flawed hero — which is a cool thing to be. It’s very interesting to play a character that is not all good.
Great quality scan of this Richard Corben classic, really captures those majestic bug eyes.
Monstrous Regiment - Paul's Picture of a Wren
She hadn’t set out to be an ornithologist. But birds brought Paul alive. All the... slowness in the rest of his thinking became a flash of lightning in the presence of birds. Suddenly he knew their names, habits and habitats, could whistle their songs, and after Polly had saved up for a box of paints off a traveller at the inn, had painted a picture of a wren so real you could hear it.
Their mother had been alive then. The row had gone on for days. Pictures of living creatures were an Abomination in the Eyes of Nuggan. Polly had asked why there were pictures of the Duchess everywhere, and had been thrashed for it. The picture had been burned, the paints thrown away.
It was a terrible thing. Her mother had been a kind woman, or as kind as a devout woman could be who tried to keep up with the whims of Nuggan, and she’d died slowly amidst pictures of the Duchess and amongst the echoes of unanswered prayers, but that was the memory that crawled treacherously into Polly’s mind every time: the fury and the scolding, while the little bird seemed to flutter in the flames...
Moomin Winter Snow - Tove Jansson
diary time <3
The Crow and The Pitcher. The baby's own Aesop. 1887. Walter Crane.
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HAPPY PRIDE!!! I love them,,,
Propaganda posters
Sister Dot pickin' in the root cellar
A gift for my friend whose cat Oscar likes to sit on her record player.
Inkwash, watercolour, and coloured pencil on hot press paper. 10x14.
My first try at a bigger painting in this style, I've only done sketchcards and postcards like this before.