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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Chat what if I told you that this is the exact same person
I made another silly thing
Drew Paul in his gas mask :P
Low key wished we could’ve seen more of it
"The others, over there. They shot at me."
Paul and Kat; two of my most recent paintings 🦋 you can see timelapses here and here! (insta | commissions/prints | tiktok) ✨
for fun
“Peter*, who is as fond of Sorley as we, and to whom I was bewailing that we’d never meet him to talk to, replied cryptically but not unconsolingly, ‘How do you know we won’t?’”
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Robert Graves to Siegfried Sassoon, early May 1916
(*Graves’s crush, Dick in Goodbye to All That)
Know that since mid-September, when you still regarded me as a tiresome little knocker on your door, I held you as Keats + Christ + Elijah + my Colonel + my father-confessor + Amenophis IV in profile. What’s that mathematically? In effect it is this: that I love you, dispassionately, so much, so very much, dear Fellow, that the blasting little smile you wear on reading this can’t hurt me in the least. If you consider what the above Names have severally done for me, you will know what you are doing. And you have fixed my Life – however short. You did not light me: I was always a mad comet; but you have fixed me. I spun round you a satellite for a month, but I shall swing out soon, a dark star in the orbit where you will blaze.
Happy birthday Wilfred Owen! (b. 18th March 1893) ↳ Know that since mid-September, when you still regarded me as a tiresome little knocker on your door, I held you as Keats + Christ + Elijah + my Colonel + my father-confessor + Amenophis IV in profile. What’s that mathematically? In effect it is this: that I love you, dispassionately, so much, so very much, dear Fellow, that the blasting little smile you wear on reading this can’t hurt me in the least. If you consider what the above Names have severally done for me, you will know what you are doing. And you have fixed my Life – however short. You did not light me: I was always a mad comet; but you have fixed me. I spun round you a satellite for a month, but I shall swing out soon, a dark star in the orbit where you will blaze.
Wilfred Owen as a cadet in Artists Rifles, 1915 or 1916
my colorization
I HAVEN’T DONE A COLORIZATION IN AGES!!
So I done a simple one, of my latest historical favourite, war poet Wilfred Owen.
Happy Birthday Wilfred.
A damaged wayside crucifix near Bellenglise being used to hold telephone wires, 9 October 1918.
In WWI, a tradition in German regiments was to photograph the tallest and shortest member of the regiment side by side. These photos were then often sold as postcards.
Wilfred Owen in 3 movie adaptations
A letter from Wilfred Owen to Siegfried Sassoon
From Rictor Norton's anthology of gay historical letters "My Dear Boy".
will you write to my mum for me?
1917 (2019) dir. sam mendes
is this any better? probably not