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Conversation that Tumblr is not ready for:
A Vampire's fangs are also it's reproductive organs
I scrolled past that before realizing op was being literal and not just making some kind of weird joke
Oh please, "the penetration of the vampire's bite as metaphor for sexual penetration" is like, horny classic vampire symbolism 101 🙄 Taking this to the next level of "vampire bite as literal reproductive penetration" is a conversation Tumblr is thoroughly and uniquely prepared for and one that we will all severely regret very shortly
Oh, I’m ready to be a spectator for this conversation. I’m ready.
So, when a vampire doesn’t want to become a vaddy, they use a set of these, right?
Ah. Yes. My own accursed progeny of a post, back to haunt me once more. If only I'd used protection.
I want to go to sleep, but it's raining in the desert and I go to sleep every day - it's not every day that I get to breathe in creosote so strong and sweet that it feels like it'll carry you away.
I am in real danger of saying "fuck everything" and walking into a freezing rainstorm at four am because the desert smells so fucking good.
I got Large Bastard a creosote candle for his birthday and the description from the seller was so funny, it was like "!!!!!! READ BEFORE YOU PURCHASE: this is a SUBTLE SCENT, it is NOT an ESSENTIAL OIL, it is NOT ARTIFICIAL, it is from REAL CREOSOTE. It is INSTANTLY FAMILIAR to people who know it, but if you have never lived in the desert and you are thinking about buying the candle JUST TO SEE, DO NOT, BECAUSE I WILL NOT GIVE YOU A REFUND FOR A CANDLE HAVING 'NO SMELL' it HAS A SMELL."
And I almost didn't get the candle, because they said that they gathered the greasewood themself and that it was a super-subtle natural scent and people complain about how subtle it is so I was like, "what if it just basically doesn't smell like anything?" but I ordered it anyway and it came in and I warned Large Bastard "hey, the seller said this might be barely scented, so heads up." And he opened the candle and it is not subtle at all, it smells like you just stripped a handful of leaves off a creosote bush; every time we're in the desert we take clippings of creosote to use as air fresheners in our cars and it smells exactly like that: fresh creosote. So yeah if buyers are complaining that they can't smell it that's on them.
Anyway I got the candle so that I could replicate exactly what this night smells like in my house (we're planning on getting some actual creosote bushes for landscaping too; they're native to the area but none of the nurseries within 20 miles of my house have them - we might stop at a desert specialty plant shop on the way back into town) and only the fact that it is in the low 40s and I don't have any shoes is keeping me from wandering out into the dark.
PoV: you are me and the outside smelled good:
THAT'S THE BITCH
For the record when we got here I spent like five minutes just enjoying the wind.
When large bastard was in the hospital there was a no live plants rule so I got a bundle of creosote on one of my moving drives between Vegas and LA and cleaned it and dried it in the oven and stripped all the leaves off and sewed them into a little cloth sachet because at that point he hadn't been out of his bed or even able to face a window in a month and I wanted to give him something that reminded him that not everything smelled like antiseptics and I was putting some mail on his desk the other day and I saw that he had the sachet sitting on top of his keyboard so he could have it whenever he wanted it and goddamn if rain in the desert doesn't smell like that, like knowing you're going to live, like knowing it'll be warm again soon.
Anyway, the last time we stayed out here the cabin caught on fire (we put it out) and large bastard had what we thought was a panic attack but was actually the angina that foreshadowed his heart attack a week later that would end in a quadruple bypass and eventually a heart/liver transplant and nearly 6 months in the hospital so it feels pretty fucking cathartic to be back out here three years later ringing in the new year with rain.
The candle was from SilverLiningsLLC on Etsy and unfortunately the candle is sold out, however the same seller also has creosote soap and creosote perfume oil.
Creosote smells like petrichor but herbal. It's mild, fresh, earthy, and oily. Some people are comparing it to juniper, but juniper is a much sharper, stronger, piney scent. Creosote smells like what church incense wishes it smells like. Creosote smells like it wants to be on fire.
I don't know how else to put it, but creosote smells water to me. However that could just be "I've been in the southwest desert enough that I can estimate relative humidity by the way the greasewood smells."
Public service announcement.
Blue/purple lips and fingernails is a symptom of low oxygen in lighter skin tones.
In darker skin tones you're looking for grey or white lips and fingernails. Other places where this may be not evidence is the tongue and gums.
Figured since everyone gets taught what low oxygen looks like on lighter skin. Everyone should know what it looks like on dark skin too.
-fae
I know that this post was specifically about cyanosis, but I highly recommend checking out the book "Mind the Gap" by Malone Mukwende, a medical handbook that describes and shows photographs of how different skin symptoms/diseases appear on darker skin. It covers several conditions from Jaundice to Measles to Skin Ulcers (although given the brevity of the book, it only covers common conditions at a basic level).
And its been made free to read online as well, and the website also has additional photographic examples of various skin conditions on dark skin.
Oh. Damn it. Sorry- just step over her too.
Ah, sorry. Excuse me. My cat needs to take a nap on your dash a moment. Just step over him.
My sword for them.
I typed ‘loish art’ into the DALL-E mini 2 AI tool, picked my favorite result, and painted over it! Mainly because I couldn’t think of anything to draw, but also because I want to make a gesture of acceptance towards the AI world so that they will consider sparing my life when the inevitable robot uprising arrives.
My print shop has been updated to include these paintings! So if you’re looking for some artwork to put on your walls, take a look ~ inprnt.com/gallery/loish
An autumnal elf to celebrate the fact that it’s scarf and sweater weather again!
tekena:
A lion and a miniature sausage dog have formed an unlikely friendship after the little dog took the king of the jungle under his wing as a cub. Bonedigger, a five-year old male lion, and Milo, a seven-year old Dachshund, are so close that Milo helps the lion clean his teeth after dinner. The 500lbs lion dwarfs little Milo, yet after the dog took the disabled lion into his protection as a cub, Bonedigger has rarely left his side.
lions are CUTE
so was no one was gonna tell me that the painting saturn devouring his son was found painted directly onto the walls of the artist’s home after he died and that it may not even be depicting the greek legend, that’s just the most common interpretation??????
hello????
Not only was it painted on the wall of his house, it was painted on the wall of his dinning room.
Like imagine you go over to your boy's house for dinner and that's across from you while you eat. Like would you say something or just
Francisco de Goya's Black Paintings are fucking nuts. Like if you look at Goya's other work, there's plenty of darkness, after all, one of his his other most famous paintings, The Third Of May 1808, depicts a firing squad executing innocent civilians during the Peninsular Wars.
He also did an entire series called The Disasters Of War, which were stark presentations of the brutality of war. Goya understood violence. Understood that deep dark part of us that comes out when we are engaged in battle with a foreign power, or even with our own country. His artwork prior to the Black Paintings contains plenty of dark, powerful imagery... But that wasn't all Goya was great at. He also painted the Maja.
While I'm using La maja vestida because Tumblr will probably have me drawn and quartered if I post La maja desnuda, that one's the important one. It was one of the first Western paintings to depict nudity outside of a religious or mythological context and without negativity. It was an unabashed depiction of the female form without any of the usual artistic justifications of the time. It was also one of the first to depict female pubic hair without negative connotations behind that, since usually pubic hair was only presented in artwork of women seen as "unclean" or "immoral", such as prostitutes. Yes, even back in the day, there was that weird anti-pube thing. Goya just... Painted a nude woman. No justification. Just a nude without any of the usual justification.
He nearly got tried by the Spanish Inquisition over it, albeit in the years their power was waning, but that's a story for another day.
Goya was capable of incredible things. His painting of Manuel Godoy is a brilliant piece of subtle, intricate artistic satire, his painting of Charles IV and his family is flattering without being absurd, still presenting them as people, his fresco Adoration In The Name Of God might just be my favorite religious fresco ever.
Look at this. Holy shit.
And of course there's The Sleep Of Reason Produces Monsters.
Anyway my point is that Goya's artwork was intensely varied, even to the end of his career. One of the man's latest self-portraits (well, self-caricatures) depicts him as an elderly man, thick beard and head of hair, two canes, long robe, and has a single phrase written above him.
"Aun aprendo". I am still learning.
But the Black Paintings are what people know most about Goya, and yeah. I'm with you, the Black Paintings are nuts. They depict the mental state of a man whose mental state was growing darker and darker over the prior three decades.
You see, Goya went deaf because of an unspecified illness. His artwork's increasing darkness following this is often seen as a reflection of his increasing insular, isolated state, the worsening of symptoms such as tinnitus, loss of balance, all led to him becoming more withdrawn. It might've been Ménière's disease. It might've been lead poisoning. We don't know.
What we do know is that Goya proceeded to paint the Black Paintings directly on the walls of his home, the Quinta del Sordo (The House Of The Deaf Man, named that prior to Goya even owning it) due to a conscious decision to withdraw from the public eye following the restoration of the Bourbon monarchy and the rejection of the Spanish constitution of 1812, and started to suppress his own works. The Black Paintings weren't meant to be seen. They were the artwork of a man who saw his country start to turn towards the old, bad ways once again, drifting closer to medievalism than it had previously, at the same time he was becoming more and more isolated due to his deafness, his fear of old age and madness creeping up on him, and so he decided to get his despair out through art. Saturn Devouring His Son might be what we all know, but the Black Paintings are 14 paintings, not just one.
And here are a few of my favorites.
The Dog.
Women Laughing.
Fight With Cudgels.
Witches' Sabbath.
The Fates.
I can't post any more images but I hope you enjoyed this dip into Goya's career and I hope you look into it more deeply yourselves, because there is an incredible amount of power in his work. The Disasters Of War is deeply upsetting even to this day. The man had power behind his art and he knew how to wield it.
Just adding a note to say the Black Paintings are hung in their own room in the Prado in the same arrangement they were in his house to imitate what his dining room would have felt like. It is,, very spooky
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