Ether, 2006, Stephanie Valentin
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Ether, 2006, Stephanie Valentin
small alleyway von Akira Asakura Über Flickr: sonoda, okinawa-city 沖縄市園田三丁目4
i said “i’m not something to butter up and taste when you get bored”
man-eater (n.)
(by extension, slang) A woman with a threatening attitude, often readily taking and discarding male romantic partners.
you can listen to the accompanying man-eater playlist here! much love~
“When we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another.”
— Salvador Dalí (via salvadordali-art)
going up.
art by @kitmillsdraws
3-4 hour study using a pocket mirror. I plan on doing a bunch of different studies during summer :D
Yet another character design for my portfolio :) She’s inspired by Thief and The Witcher :)
People, especially games, get eldritch madness wrong a lot and it’s really such a shame.
An ant doesn’t start babbling when they see a circuit board. They find it strange, to them it is a landscape of strange angles and humming monoliths. They may be scared, but that is not madness.
Madness comes when the ant, for a moment, can see as a human does.
It understands those markings are words, symbols with meaning, like a pheromone but infinitely more complex. It can travel unimaginable distances, to lands unlike anything it has seen before. It knows of mirth, embarrassment, love, concepts unimaginable before this moment, and then…
It’s an ant again.
Echoes of things it cannot comprehend swirl around its mind. It cannot make use of this knowledge, but it still remembers. How is it supposed to return to its life? The more the ant saw the harder it is for it to forget. It needs to see it again, understand again. It will do anything to show others, to show itself, nothing else in this tiny world matters.
This is madness.
Thank you for this good PSA because I’m still seeing sincere, published, professional writers doing “ahhhhh oh no this monster was SO UGLY i’m mentally ill now!”
The Burning Hand.
Here’s my next batch of thesis work! Now we move onto the c.1970 hippie trail through Kabul for Twelfth Night! I took the liberty of making the proceedings a little gayer, purely for my own amusement.
I’ll have some prints of the above Illustration #2 tomorrow at MoCCA!
It’s 6 days until Halloween so it’s #witchsona time!!! @alexasharpe-art and I decided to both do 2 witchsonas, one for ourselves and one for each other~ I’m the mad wanderer you met in the woods, warning you of impending doom; Alexa is the lady who owns the magic garden you foolishly snuck into (and will never leave)!!
Finally painted something for ‘The Truth Untold’ from LY, Tear. I wanted to the moment I heard it, but it needed to stew for a while.
The song is about masks, and I leaned on all the doubts and whispers and dark thoughts that might make someone feel like they’re wearing one.
dreaming
🌙 by jodiemuirart.