#viridiangreen

[artmona]

#viridiangreen #pantone #pantonemermay #mermay #mermay2020 #mermaid #drawing #art #wacom #wacomtablet #tablet #soniastegemann #vetvy #viridian #green (w: Katowice, Poland) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_2rUZvhqvd/?igshid=1po93at8lg7fg

[ereri-fanfics]

#156

Viridian Green by elliewritesthings

Status: Completed

Words: 15,547

Chapters: 2/2

Rating: Mature

Tags: Xenophilia, Alien Character(s), Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Oviposition, Eggs, Praise Kink, Fluff and Smut, Bottom Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

During the seven months he and Eren have been together, Levi’s grown used to his boyfriend’s little quirks. He makes whistling little noises when he sleeps, not unlike a small cat, and physically cannot ingest hot foods or beverages. It has something to do with the atmospheric conditions on his home planet and thus the evolution of their species’ oral cavity, he’d explained once, but back then Levi had still been too perplexed by his long, sharp tongue to listen too carefully. In fact, Eren could live solely on lukewarm water and sunlight if he wanted to, but ever since settling on Earth he’d quickly developed a fondness for vegetables and fruits of all sorts.

“Hang on. So, if you don’t need food to survive,” Levi had said once while watching Eren gobble down a whole watermelon, peels and all, “does that mean you don’t poop either?”

[artslicepod]

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[eleni-von-m-apsouneli]

Glaufx Garland - Make me yours in silence-extended version. Eleni von Mondlicht on camera by Spiros K photography at his studio (2020). The music is from the album "There is no love (she said)" in 1999🐰

[ricaninboston]

More doodles. This time in my little sketch book. #viridiangreen #delftblue @winsorandnewton @silverbrushltd #watercolorpainting #watercolor_daily #watercolorguide #sundee (at Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5gAi01g3_S/?igshid=120giqe8vony7

[pyrovik]

Leaf. Cut, cut, cut. Friend. Cut, cut, cut. Pull. Cut, cut, cut. Friend. Pull. Carry. Reverse. Trail. Trail, trail, trail. Carry. Friend. Trail, friend, trail, trail. Friend, friend, friend. Home. Carry. Friend, friend, friend. Garden. Home, friend, garden, friend. Carry. Garden. Leaf, garden, food. Friend. Trail. Friend, friend, friend. Trail, trail trail. Friend. Trail. Leaf. Cut, cut, cut.

Sixty million years. Leaf, cut, pull, carry, trail, home, garden, food, and friend. Six million dynasties. Empires in the undergrowth. Legions on the branches; legions in the wind. In the dark, the gloom, and sometimes even the light. Always by the hand of the dynasty. They select the seeds that grow, sustain the plants that thrive. They cultivate. Theirs is the kingdom – above and below.

A lux is one lumen per square metre. A lumen is a unit of light flow; trivially, a foot-candle is ten point eight lux. The brightness of one candle at a distance of a foot. So, directly, nothing to do with podiatry.

Deep, damp rainforest has little lux and, for sixty million years, never any feet-candle. The way the limited light descends from the canopy through the undergrowth is luxurious. A regal wave. Certain, slow, steady, illustration of light travelling. A twenty-four-hour sunset – as can be seen at the poles – casts much the same illusion.

It is an overwhelming achievement, then, for the colours to be so vivid. Palatial in quality and quantity. It is not ‘just green’. Green here is an empire of its own, under which the kingdoms of hues, tones, shades, and tints thrive. Chartreuse, sage, emerald and pine. They command the analogous yellows and browns, the shimmering hints of red and blue. These pay homage to, prostrate to, surrender to that empire. All are enveloped and defined by ‘just green’.

But even that empire bows to generations of leaf, cut, pull, carry, trail, home, garden, food, and friend. The chittering of this process, repeated now by hundreds of thousands. And rendered countless when considered by years. A powerful sound of a powerful empire, instilling awe-inspiring reflection. Or, in the words of Spanish Conquistador Francisco de Orellana, the question:

“¿Qué es ese ruido incesante?”

The answer to just what that incessant noise was came quickly to him thereafter, while lying in the evening gloom of the rainforest just off the Amazon River.

“Hormigas. Santa mierda! Hay putas hormigas por todos lados!”

Ants. Holy shit! There are fucking ants everywhere!

His last words were not recorded in the history of this empire, nor any other. To his credit, Francisco de Orellana did make a brief contribution to a small fiefdom of viridian green.

[eleni-von-m-apsouneli]

Glaufx Garland - Some facts about the artist <3 #glaufxgarland #viridiangreen #viridiangrin #darkrunner #γλαύκωψ

[masterartsupplies-blog]

Greeeeeeen! #viridiangreen #oilcolor #oilpaint #oilpaintings #paintmaking #art