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Sorry if this rude or uncalled for but the Marjane Satrapi, the french-iranian cartoonist and author of Persepolis passed away at 56 years old and I thought your blog would be a good place to share this info with

Not at all! It would be nice to celebrate even more contributions Asian creatives have made here

French-Iranian author, illustrator, director and activist Marjane Satrapi, best known for her graphic novel series and film Persepolis, has died aged 56, the Élysée Palace in Paris has confirmed. She "captivated a global audience with Persepolis", the palace said, calling her "a leading figure in French culture and an artist devoted to freedom, whose work carried a universal message and earned her immense international renown". Persepolis, first published in 2000, follows the story of young Marjane growing up during and after the Iranian Revolution, also known as the Islamic Revolution. Eight years later, the film adaptation was nominated for best animated feature at the Oscars, having been co-directed by Satrapi.

BBC article written by Paul Glynn

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15. Do you collect anything? Stickers, maybe! Not intentionally but I get a lot as gifts and they're an easy thing to pick up at conventions or artist alleys :) I should actually use them more but I get too precious with them...

20. What's your favorite beverage? Strawberry milk tea with boba!!! 22. Do you have nieces/nephews/godchildren/other kids in your life that aren't yours? Just my younger cousins so far! None of them live in the same city as me but I care them <3

Thank you friend!! ^D^

#mission mail

rock-cedar-mosquito

The north channel

ryebreadedd

im a protected species you fucking asshole

6, 13, 16 for the ask game (congrats on the non-evil rice cooker!)

THANK YOU MY DEAR FRIEND (for the ask and for cheering on the vanquishing of EVIL)

6. Answered here!

13. What are your hobbies?

Writing, drawing, painting, reading, video games, learning languages, singing (not good YET hehe), D&D. And I haven't done these in years except for very minor stuff but I also like sewing and computer programming!

16. How long have you known your oldest friend?

I have known @skalecsz for 12 years!! We went to Deviantart together...

#mission mail

5 and 6?

5. What's your favorite piece of furniture and where did you get it?

I HAVE THIS THING THAT'S KIND OF LIKE THIS EXCEPT WITHOUT THE WHEELS

AND I LOVE IT IT'S SO CUTE AND AWESOME AND USEFUL!!! I put my smaller plushies, school supplies, charging cables, and small art supplies in it and next to my desk and it's soooo convenient and nice to just reach in there and grab whatever I need!!! 🥰🥰🥰 I think I found it in the designated storage space in my parent's house! It was going unused until I rescued it <3

6. What's your go-to recipe when you want to make something that requires minimal effort?

Spaghetti with tomato sauce!!! It would be better if I put some protein in it too, I know. But if it required that step, then it wouldn't be minimal effort!

Thank you for the ask!! <3

#mission mail

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What's your favorite kitchen appliance? Maybe my new rice cooker! I've only used it once so far but it worked perfectly, which is great because my old rice cooker was evil and sprayed rice-water droplets EVERYWHERE no matter what I did D:

12. What's the biggest purchase you've ever made? My grad school classes 💀 It's okay though it'll pay for itself, right? Right! 😌

14. What's a hobby you'd like to get into? When I have time and money in the future, I think I'd like to take dance classes again! I need an active hobby other than doing exercises in my own house, and dance currently seems like the most fun one to me :]

Thank you so much for asking! <3

#mission mail

zsorosebudphoto

Jardim Botânico Tropical de Belém, Lisboa, Portugal, 02-06-23

#portugal

aviancali

and my last two lineless pieces from the main lineup! I'm so happy with how they all turned out 💖

#really cool style! the colors and composition of the second piece are gorrrrgeous!#art

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Raoul Dufy (French, 1877–1953)

"Paris", 1934.

Oil on Canvas, 196.2 × 156.5 cm.

Los Angeles County Museum of Art (LACMA), Los Angeles, CA, US.

#art

inkskinned

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

inkskinned

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.