#jedi temple

[amarcia]

How is it possible to be homesick for a place that doesn't exist? How do you miss people you've never met?

✨🌙  ART LOG ->  @404ama

ref under the cut

[brick-to-the-face]

temple guards have so much aura bro

(drawing those guys because they're cool and my friend is going to watch maul with me 🫶🫶🫶)

[phi-guy]

did a redraw/update of that formal wear tavra!

this one came out looking much more ceremonial, so I imagine him wearing this during jedi ceremonies/celebrations, maybe knightings or some such.

readmore for my yap about some of the details

obviously this is still inspired by a hanbok, and I added other korean elements to tie in maybe some traditions from Mikkia (korea). I especially like the idea of these norigae (the knotted charms) with longer looser ties that evoke Mikkian tendrils. I imagine these come from a tradition of weaving/tying long natural fibers like tall grasses or reeds :3

theres several more "classic "traditional" jedi elements as well:

the obi and tabards to help sell the classic Jedi silhouette

the hems have been embroidered with elements from the jedi code mantra (which i have repeated alllll over the place, includeing the charms hanging off the belt. hence me thinking this would be a ceremonial outfit. the code is literally woven into this garment.)

the symbols on the headdress I imagine could be stitched with some sort of jedi language, once again repeating the mantra or some other element of the code.

on his wrist he's got the jedi version of a rosary, or worry stones, which are clay beads inscribed with mantras from the code, that are used to help during meditation or stuff like that.

[coline7373]

@jedijune

week 1: a choice not taken

I nearly died making this. My ambition got waaaaay ahead of me, but the moment I saw the prompt list, this is exactly what I wanted to do and @amarcia emboldened me with her amazing art and comics.

Whenever Jedi June is around the corner, I think of her because there is no one on Tumblr who draws Jedi like her, not only in terms of favorite subjects but also in terms of philosophy. The Jedi, loved and respected, represented as they were meant to be.

Jedi, jedi june and amarcia are entwinned in my mind so I always try to... kind of... try to channel the vibes and the style, as a token of my respect and love of all three.

I hope I get somewhat close with this. I'm wiped out so I don't have much more in me.

If you like this, I cannot recommend you enough to go stroll the archives of the accounts @jedijune and @amarcia. Beautiful, amazing art awaits you out there.

Thanks to everyone who is contributing to the event, especially the mods. 💖

[charmwasjess]

I’ll never quite get over just how integrated kids are into daily Jedi life and the implications of that.

Dooku’s Temple "job" for years seems to have been “teaching lightsaber preschool.” Sifo-Dyas, the guy with the scary doom visions? Oh yeah, they have him working with infants, bringing babies to the Temple as a Seeker. Jocasta Nu is constantly depicted interacting with the younger generation of Jedi, teaching, helping, or mentoring. In TCW, she knows all the Padawans on sight. 

There’s just something really ordinary and charming to me about this. Sure, Dooku is a terrifying 2m of spider limbs in a robe, but he’s still going down on one sinister knee to check out the little crying kid who got a finger crunched by one of those wooden training swords. How many of the TCW-era Jedi were once babies who played with Sifo-Dyas’s hair loopies or cuddled on his chest as he pointed his T-6 back toward the Temple after another successful Seeking mission? (Space is, after all, cold. 🥺) You just know Jocasta is in very reluctant possession of knowledge of every single teen Padawan drama, crush, or breakup. She tries to stay out of it, but she’s broken up fights and pulled particulars into her office for tea and a gentle lecture on the inherent self-destructiveness of gossip. 

And these are not “just some” Jedi - they are all combat trained, politically important, at the top of their rank and even each sit on the Council at some point in their lives. The Jedi Order really went “super powerful space wizards with laser swords, yeah, but they should also all definitely know how to change a diaper." 

[stealingpotatoes]

boy who's never seen a large body of water before + insane force abilities = a very tired obi-wan

(donation doodles! // tip jar)

[littlemodernbabe]

Why tf is the Jedi Temple on Coruscant? That’s like the fucking Vatican being in Vegas?

[carbonitechaz]

Kanan wasn't afraid of heights. No Jedi was. Throwing younglings off the council chamber roof was considered a wholesome pastime when he was a kid. When he was caleb. It was one of those things that was strange to explain - a part of a culture that nobody but him remembered.

Hera viewed Master Windu as a stoic, wise hero of the clone wars. A steely-eyed general like her father. He had no idea how to tell her that the same master Windu gleefully hurled 8 year olds from towers on a regular basis.

Some masters viewed the practice as childish, or thought it encouraged vain and superfluous use of the force, or at the very least they would stand on the ground ready to catch anyone who panicked instead of climbing the tower, but Master Windu never failed to join the padawans. He never failed to smile as he launched them up and then let them fall hundreds of feet to the ground.

How could he describe to her how gentle he was with them? How he never pressured those who weren't ready, only encouraged those who needed it. How softly he spoke, kneeling down to the youngest and bravest, explaining what they had to do, breathing with them, helping them rely on their courage. How could he tell her that Master Windu had once knelt with his hand on his shoulder and reminded him that there would always be masters on the ground to catch him, telling him that they had never let a child splatter on the stone and they didn't intend to start today?

He wanted to. He knew Hera loved any tiny scrap of his past that he offered. She had seen him jump from great heights before and he could see on her face that she wanted to ask. He just had no idea how to put into words the giddy anticipation, the wild whoosh of the air past his face, the sensation of hurtling toward the ground with complete trust he would land light as a feather.

At least, he couldn't trust himself not to say, "We used to jump of the council chamber tower and it felt just like falling in love with you."

Maybe he would get to tell her one day.