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I think it’s funny that this pose ended up looking so. Idk. Cramped. I’m bad at proportions—but I’m really satisfied with how it looks like rose and dave are the same size here (my preferred situation ngl) especially because I wanted to emphasize their twinness as well as roses kind of arrested development (hence the pink) because in my mind in this AU Rose is Dave’s unexpected twin. I was thinking Dave was already kind of an accident that their parents just barely were able to accommodate for and therefore keep but then it turned out it was twins, and boy-girl twins at that so they couldn’t even really mix and match baby supplies. They still end up doing so anyway and so Rose gets a complicated relationship with her possessions but at least they’re cute. Dave is trying to serve up Normal and Big Brother energy and being a shithead in this moment while Rose is like, remembering the womb or something idk. Her pose is surprisingly fetal I’m realizing.
Something which never really gets addressed in canon is whether the kids have any Complicated Feelings about having been test-tube babies born in a vat of goo in a parallel universe.
Like so many things in Homestuck that whole aspect of their genesis seems to have been elided for the sake of the narrative but it really does have me considering if there's a certain Freudian symbolism at work with a bunch of children who never knew the mother's womb to be tasked with the construction and artificial proliferation of each other's homes, and the consistent act of 'nesting' that we see where people chill on and sleep on giant piles of stuff (cushions, clown horns, smuppets). Out of the main 8 humans none are true agoraphobes, save maybe for Jake, understandably enough, but they all certainly do seem like homebodies, unconsciously using the detritus of their various hobbies and obsessions to ensconce themselves in a protective shell.
It really makes me think about how Rose would react upon learning that the mother that she has felt so estranged from all her life did not in fact carry and give birth to her. Is it a relief? A satisfactory explanation for the seemingly unbridgeable gulf that seems to exist between the two? Or is there a reluctant disappointment in knowing that there was never a time in which her and her mother shared the same body and blood? Does it contribute to her guilt over being a "bad daughter" that paradox space ordained her to be created ex-nihilo and side-step the entire process of organic human procreation, thereby rendering all familial relations counterfeit?
And does this also apply to the knowledge of being related to Dave; a feeling that their relation doesn't really "count" given they were never given birth to by the same mother, or any mother at all? Does she wish it were otherwise? And what does Dave feel about all this? A boy who in his own words never even once considered the concept of having a mother until the age of 16?
Is all of Sburb just a gigantic metaphor for womb envy?
This is a beautiful thought and I’m so honored it’s on my art thank you so much. I especially love the idea you bring about with regard to Rose and her mother’s relationship and how that logic can carry over to her and Dave’s relationship. The way their respective “closeness”es are on such far opposing ends of a spectrum—neither even close to normalcy, is one of the things that really makes me compelled and has kept me compelled over the years. Homestuck has surprisingly a lot to say about wombs and I love when it’s brought up in relationship analysis.
Thank you, I know it was a bit of a mini-essay, but I can't ever use five words when I could use a thousand. The Homestuck brainworms just bring out the rambler in me (guess which aspect I got on the classpect quiz, go on, guess).
The thing about Homestuck that you run into almost immediately once you start to scrutinize it with a magnifying glass is just how much the themes of familial dysfunction, social estrangement, loneliness, and yes, incest, rear their heads over and over again. Hussie's book commentaries make this abundantly clear. As such there's a real pessimism directed towards the entire concept of the nuclear family that every character has their own relation to, whether in a minor degree like John, or a severe degree like Dave and Rose.
Many characters don't even have parents at all, and you know what nobody ever seems to bring up? Every single character in Homestuck is raised as an only child, and nobody has more than one parent. Whether this is a precondition of successful entry for SBURB or not, it's interesting how every single player is coming into the game having had to navigate moderate to severe social isolation and parental neglect/absence. It's almost as if the game doesn't want the players to have any strong ties to the world that they have unwittingly doomed to extinction.
Basically, the lonely shall inherit the universe.
Anelito Fuggente, 1914, by Ruperto Banterle
Since you’re taking requests could you possibly maybe draw more alpha daverose… they drive me crazy
Damn can't a guy and the reclusive author he is totally not dating go to Burger King without getting flashbanged by paparazzi?
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I think it’s funny that this pose ended up looking so. Idk. Cramped. I’m bad at proportions—but I’m really satisfied with how it looks like rose and dave are the same size here (my preferred situation ngl) especially because I wanted to emphasize their twinness as well as roses kind of arrested development (hence the pink) because in my mind in this AU Rose is Dave’s unexpected twin. I was thinking Dave was already kind of an accident that their parents just barely were able to accommodate for and therefore keep but then it turned out it was twins, and boy-girl twins at that so they couldn’t even really mix and match baby supplies. They still end up doing so anyway and so Rose gets a complicated relationship with her possessions but at least they’re cute. Dave is trying to serve up Normal and Big Brother energy and being a shithead in this moment while Rose is like, remembering the womb or something idk. Her pose is surprisingly fetal I’m realizing.
Something which never really gets addressed in canon is whether the kids have any Complicated Feelings about having been test-tube babies born in a vat of goo in a parallel universe.
Like so many things in Homestuck that whole aspect of their genesis seems to have been elided for the sake of the narrative but it really does have me considering if there's a certain Freudian symbolism at work with a bunch of children who never knew the mother's womb to be tasked with the construction and artificial proliferation of each other's homes, and the consistent act of 'nesting' that we see where people chill on and sleep on giant piles of stuff (cushions, clown horns, smuppets). Out of the main 8 humans none are true agoraphobes, save maybe for Jake, understandably enough, but they all certainly do seem like homebodies, unconsciously using the detritus of their various hobbies and obsessions to ensconce themselves in a protective shell.
It really makes me think about how Rose would react upon learning that the mother that she has felt so estranged from all her life did not in fact carry and give birth to her. Is it a relief? A satisfactory explanation for the seemingly unbridgeable gulf that seems to exist between the two? Or is there a reluctant disappointment in knowing that there was never a time in which her and her mother shared the same body and blood? Does it contribute to her guilt over being a "bad daughter" that paradox space ordained her to be created ex-nihilo and side-step the entire process of organic human procreation, thereby rendering all familial relations counterfeit?
And does this also apply to the knowledge of being related to Dave; a feeling that their relation doesn't really "count" given they were never given birth to by the same mother, or any mother at all? Does she wish it were otherwise? And what does Dave feel about all this? A boy who in his own words never even once considered the concept of having a mother until the age of 16?
Is all of Sburb just a gigantic metaphor for womb envy?
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A few of the colour samples I've made of some Homestuck panels in the past year.
Do we ever talk about how much of a virtuoso colourist Hussie is? It's always astounded me how inspired the colour palettes are in Homestuck and it's a highly overlooked aspect of the visual appeal of Homestuck itself I wish got more notice.
Reading the whole essay here: https://www.tumblr.com/mspa-archive/813198962376998912/really-great-read-even-if-you-dont-know-or-care
that Hussie wrote a little while back about the program his father made* makes it clear that from a young age he sort of got an unorthodox initiation into advanced colour theory that obviously leant itself well into the medium of comic art. I only wish he weren't so soured on the whole idea of being an artist, even though I completely understand why, now moreso than ever. I'm probably one of maybe 5 total contemporary Homestuck fans who both knows of Whistles and desires a conclusion to it. Maybe someday.
*and quite a bit of heretofore unknown biographical details about his life that made some aspects of Homestuck all of a sudden really make sense. And yes, I acknowledge that his representation of certain events is questioned by some in the community but that is a whole bag of cats that I've absolutely no desire to wade into right now.
Going in I didn't have much pre-conceived notions of what this book was going to be like, which is not the case for most of the McCarthy books I've read, where I either saw the movie first (No Country for Old Men) or had a pretty good gist of it through word-of-mouth (Blood Meridian).
But I got to say, whatever it was I was expecting, it sure as hell wasn't "Cormac McCarthy writes an extended psychiatric interrogation of Rose Lalonde".
Histoire(s) du cinéma (1988), dir. Jean-Luc Godard
some people are taking "doomed" to mean "dead". this is actually a misconception! you can be doomed even if you don't die! it's sometimes worse if you don't die!