THE PETER LORRE POSTING WILL CONTINUE UNTIL MORALE IMPROVES. In my 30s, I draw a lot and I need a place to serve as a sort of public trashcan where I can just dump random doodles and ideas that come up in my head, so here we are. And here you are. I’m so sorry. I have a comic on @talesfromedgecity DNI if you think I know things
So on Thursday when I was getting ready for an exhibition, everything that could go wrong went wrong, including the installation constantly falling off the mount I had made for it. So to get back into drawing the bois, time for Lucifer to suffer
Haven’t posted any of my marker drawings lately, because I feel self-conscious about them… I cannot have a full range of editing as I do in digital, so I see more of my mistakes uggh. Anyway I’ve been sitting on some of these for a while now, most of it was done last year. It was just to test out how to draw the cat gang and trying to do some early human designs as well. Most of it will change, except TC and Chooch as those were finalized for a while now. Also bit more info about the cat gang for the Prohibition AU under the cut. Also if anyone has any questions regarding the AU and the cat gang I’m here and love avoiding my job~
So human names and what roles they have.
T.C. – Tom Catz: Originally I had Tom Catz as a placeholder, but it was too funny at a certain point, so I had to keep it. Yes, it’s an awful pun on tomcat, but at the same time I wanted to highlight a bit his Jewish heritage, so it’s Catz (even if the name Tom isn’t really a Jewish name, but whatever). In the AU’s current timeline T.C. considers himself a businessman when in actuality he’s a professional gambler, and made all of his money on horses, cards, dice you name it, and of course only when the odds were in his favor (by that I mean cheating). He’s also expanding his empire by getting in on early the liquor business and is one of the head of the mob houses.
Choo-Choo – Csongor Csokonai: In the fanfics I already had Chooch explain how he got his nickname, with it slowly evolving from Csócsó (Hungarian for table football to tie him in a bit with bar games and keep him on theme with T.C.) to Choo-Choo as his father was in the railway business. From the name alone I feel it should be obvious that he is Hungarian, it came from one of the wikis where Lola Glamour aka Gertie was listed as Hungarian and I like the idea of the two being together, so they had to know each other from the old country. Plus Chooch’s constant need to off himself feels very on brand for us Hungarians. He has that Sad Sunday depression. He’s also T.C.’s secretary, but most of his job just involves to tell people if he is in or not.
Benny the Ball - Benjamin Balkovitz: The name is pretty self-explanatory. Benny is T.C.’s best friend and yes-man and just for constantly enabling him and serving as a morality pet he can get whatever he wants, let it be food, show girls, money, he only needs to ask.
Fancy-Fancy – Fulgencio Fernández Arnaz: I think I already mentioned in one of the notes that Fulgencio came from General Batista as he was heavily involved with the American mafia in Cuba, Fernández also comes from Batista’s wife, and Arnaz is of course a nod to Desi Arnaz, because I love I love Lucy. From the start I wanted Fancy to be Latino and in the end he is from Cuba again due to the association with the mafia and liquor trade, and later on with gambling. Fancy in the current timeline serves as part of the entertainers/eye-candy at T.C.’s bar, most often getting the ladies to bet all of their money and jewelry on cards or roulette.
Brain – María del Cerebro Fernández Arnaz: So María del Cerebro (Maria of the Brain) is actually not a title of the Virgin Mary, but in this case we just gotta play pretend, because I couldn’t get the nickname Brain to work otherwise. From the name it should be obvious that Brain and Fancy are siblings, they do have similar fur colors and ears, and in Jellystone! they do give off a bit of a sibling energy. Another obvious fact is that yes I am going with the Jellystone genderbent version, as there are way too many men already and I need some diversity. I also mixed in a bit of Brain’s comic counterpart where the nickname makes a bit more sense and T.C. usually turns to Brain for advise whenever they are in a jam. Here she’s also part of the entertainment crew, but most of the time she just helps with the numbers and figures.
Spook – Leopold “Leo” Bertholf: I wanted to give Spook a bit of a nod to his VA, so Leopold/Leo comes from Leo de Lyon, while Bertholf is the birthname of jazz musician Willie “the Lion” Smith (yes he gets to be named after two lions lol). I also like the reference to Bertholf, because my original idea was to have Spook be black, but with the nickname it might have come off as offensive, so much like most of the cat gang aside from the Latinos he’s Jewish, and Willie Smith also found out that he has Jewish heritage from his father’s side and converted to Judaism, and with Spook being the opposite where he is already Jewish, but hung out with the black musicians at the Lower East and learning from them. And yes that’s how he got the nickname as well, whitest boy in the band. With that it should be no surprise he is the master of ceremonies/band leader at T.C.’s club and doesn’t really get involved with the criminal side of things.
Showed some Hungarian animated movies to a friend on Friday, and I was once again reminded how the Ispán’s design in Lúdas Matyi is Dick Dastardly coded. Of course I had to draw Dick in the outfit and Lil’ as Döbrögi.
Lucy is a writer of this stage play we call reality, which makes her very powerful (basically a god)… if it weren’t for the fact she is terrible at making allies and most of the staff are bitter exes of hers. It’s gotten so bad she was banned from the writer’s room and has to go on stage (live among us humans) and script doctor her way to make our reality gradually improve itself and work up to a good ending. This is why she’s assisted by two former actors (humans), Mephie and Nic, who she promoted to writerdom. These two also have to contend with Lucy’s many failed relationships, up to and including Queen Mab, who runs the costume department… and when you even managed to fumble her, you really got a problem.
As bad as Lucy is, she’s still in better standing with Queen Mab and Oberon (who run the costume and makeup department, respectively) than with anyone else. So when she needs extra help in altering and rewriting characters she comes to them (reluctantly).
As a little bonus and a repost of something I’ve posted here before - the main crew that manipulates our reality and make sure everything moves smoothly - from the light of the sun to the motion of the planets to how we die - are called the stage hounds (they’re unionised)
He didn’t even need to turn around in his seat, Sylvester could tell that it was really him, no matter that he changed the styling of his hair, or his clothes were now that of a wealthy man’s, the air around him, the confidence with which he carried himself, it was the same as those many years prior. Then as they got closer, he finally turned to face him, and once more he saw that devilish smile of his that haunted him in his dreams, only now he was there again, before him, and real, and he already felt weak before his charm.
„It’s good to see you again, Sylvester.”
Excerpt from my latest chapter: The Beautiful and Damned.
Further rambling under the cut.
Again something that has been sitting in my unfinished folder for a while now that I finally decided to pick up. Also I’ve been missing painting for a long time now. Only now with a twist.
The text all comes from F. Scott Fitzgerald novels namely The Beautiful and Damned (wrow) and The Great Gatsby, mostly of the characters that I used as further inspo for T.C. in the Prohibition AU. For an easier reading experience here is all the text that I ended up using:
At seven Anthony and his friend Maury Noble are sitting at a corner table on the cool roof. Maury Noble is like nothing so much as a large slender and imposing cat. His eyes are narrow and full of incessant, protracted blinks. His hair is smooth and flat, as though it has been licked by a possible—and, if so, Herculean—mother-cat.
"And Maury's a cat."
His laughter redoubled, culminating in a succession of pleasant catlike grins.
"Silence! I am about to unburden myself of many memorable remarks reserved for the darkness of such earths and the brilliance of such skies."
I was adept at fooling the deity. I prayed immediately after all crimes until eventually prayer and crime became indistinguishable to me. I believed that because a man cried out 'My God!' when a safe fell on him, it proved that belief was rooted deep in the human breast.
I grew up then, into this land of jazz, and fell immediately into a state of almost audible confusion.
The idea staggered me. I remembered, of course, that the World’s Series had been fixed in 1919, but if I had thought of it at all I would have thought of it as a thing that merely happened, the end of some inevitable chain. It never occurred to me that one man could start to play with the faith of fifty million people—with the single-mindedness of a burglar blowing a safe.
“Why isn’t he in jail?”
“They can’t get him, old sport. He’s a smart man.”
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further… And one fine morning—
Medieval Reliquary in the Shape of a Three-Legged Fish, from Germany, c.900-1350 CE: this artifact was created as a vessel for the relics of Mary Magdalene
This strange-looking vessel is usually described as a "fish with legs," but some sources refer to it as a "flea-like insect" instead.
The body dates back to the 10th century CE, but the legs were added a few centuries later, likely during the 14th century. The vessel itself was carved from rock crystal (i.e. quartz) while the head, legs, and frame are all made from gilded silver.
As this book describes:
Around 1400, a grotesque animal was created whose rock crystal body, with a simple head and three stilt-like legs, encloses relics of Mary Magdalene in a drilled cylinder.
Apparently, a rock crystal container dating to the 10th century — according to Gerard Lemmens, “an oriental perfume bottle in the shape of a fish," or, according to Henk van Os, specifically one of the coveted Fatimid flacons — was reworked. It appears that the fins of the flacon were ground down slightly on the sides to allow the two twisted metal cords of the holder to fit more closely along the back and belly.
This reliquary was originally commissioned for the nuns of St. Vitus Church, located in Emmerich am Rhein, Germany, where it was meant to serve as a display case for the alleged relics of Mary Magdalene. It was later moved to the nearby Church of St. Martin, which is where it's currently housed.
The vessel contains a piece of parchment that may be wrapped around a human bone (or bone fragment), but the exact nature of that relic remains unclear.
Sources & More Info:
De Gruyter: Dingkulturen (I have a digital copy of this book, so if you want any additional information or excerpts from the text, feel free to message me)
Wikimedia Commons: Fish Reliquary from St. Vitus in Emmerich am Rhein
Schnütgen Museum: Exhibitions: Magic Rock Crystal
Medieval Art on Instagram: Highlights from the Rock Crystal Exhibition at Schnütgen Museum
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