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@walking-wardrobe-malfunction
I was a frat dude in my past life and I have nothing else
I try not to fall into the "I never liked their work anyway" ditch when an artist/creator reveals themself to be a terrible person
BUT
a feeling I do have and will stand by is "While I enjoyed their work overall I did have some gripes that I overlooked out of affection and whimsy, but now that my loyalty is gone and my affection tainted there is nothing holding me back from enumerating my many grievances, to which the revelations of the creator's shittiness may or may not provide a new and infuriating context."
to me. the ring finger is the thursday of the hand
"If I were orpheus I wouldn't look back"
But we look back everyday- rechecking emails, making sure a friend is still behind you, checking to see if you remebered to pick up your keys. It's second nature, a habit of care.
It was second nature for him too. He looked back, not out of weakness, but love. For what is love, if not to look back?
When I was in college, I got my first tattoo. Not long after, a guy who sat behind me in one of my classes tapped me on the shoulder and told me that he'd seen my tattoo online, being made fun of as an example of "dumb shit fandom girls do." I'm not a girl, mind you (I'm nonbinary), but to a bunch of people online I was a "stupid girl who got a stupid tattoo for a dumb fandom."
Anyway, the guy from my class was really nice about it--he apologized for having to tell me bad news, and gave me the contact info for the guy who posted it so I could ask for it to be taken down.
Now, the tattoo in question? It's a bird. It's not actually a fandom tattoo, it just coincidentally looks vaguely like a bit of symbolism from a fandom that was popular at the time I got it. But it was enough to unleash a firestorm of "look at this stupid girl with her stupid cringe tattoo" comments.
(Even if it WAS a fandom tattoo...who gives a shit??? It's my body and my tattoo and I don't really give a shit what strangers think.)
The misogyny of my body being put online and circulated for mockery without my consent really fucked me up at the time. I felt awful. I was mortified. I was scared more people would recognize me from the post and give me shit. It sucked so bad.
So I just kinda think you're a fucking douchebag if you participate in tattoo shaming for anything that isn't, like, a blatant hate symbol. I don't really care if you think it's tasteless, or cringe, or badly done, or whatever other justification.
It's jackass behavior.
having a bunch of black tshirts with miscellaneous images printed on them is fine until they all start to blend together and you dont realise what youre wearing until someone inquires about your pissmin shirt
op this happens to me and my doom cum shirt all the time
Hey dude. I noticed that you seem to be having a lot of symbolic association with the ouroboros icon and I just wanted to know if you were like. ok. or like, that you're experiencing time linearly and not stuck in an eternal loop of the same events.
Suddenly struck with a need to explain to you how boat pronouns work (I work in the marine industry).
When you're talking about the design of the boat, you say "it".
When the boat is still being built, your say "it".
When the boat is nearing completion, you can say "it" or "she".
When the boat is floating in the water you probably say "she", unless there is still a lot of work to be done (e.g. no engine yet) then you say "it".
When the boat is officially launched and operating, you say "she". If you continue to say "it" at this point you are not incorrect but suspiciously untraditional. You are not playing the game.
If you are referring to a boat you don't really know anything about you may say "it" ("there's a big boat, it's coming this way"). But if you know its name, it's probably "she" ("there's the Waverley, she's on her way to Greenock").
If you are talking about boats in general, you say "it" ("when a boat is hit by a wave it heels over")
If you speak about a boat in complimentary terms, it's "she" ("she's a grand boat"). If you are being disparaging it may be it, but not necessarily ("it's as ugly as sin", "she's a grotty old tub").
If she has a boy's name, she's still she. "Boy James", "King Edward", "Sir David Attenborough"? The pronoun is she.
If it's a dumb barge (no engine), you say it. But if it's a rowing boat (no engine), you say she.
I hope this has cleared things up so that you may not be in danger of misgendering floating objects.
Hit "view post" and lost it
Iâm very excited for my latest craft experiment, where I rhythmically slap sale rank oil paint onto a canvas and I see how long it takes to dry so that I can finally touch the paint textures I stare at so longingly in museums. 12 hours in, still wet. I am beginning to think this might take longer than I thought which you can imagine is quite a burden, as I am absolutely horned up to rub this paint.
You guys sound like you know what youâre talking about but Iâm gonna touch it every twenty minutes just to be sure
Iâve put this canvas to age in the basement like a fine wine, along another recent masterpiece of mine âI put the paint on me hand and I slap the canvas like a bongoâ
Paint slapped on 6/9, as of 6/22 (I mean actually it was a couple days ago but I didnât fully check the dryness then so I canât be sure):
It is rubbery feeling and the peaks of paint move when you flick them. The texture is not at ALL what I expected tbh and it makes me excited to try a different experiment, thick brush strokes, you know, those mad thicc ones that swirl real good
Hereâs an additional shot with my coffee cup for a further sense of scale so people will understand that these canvases are small and therefore stop sending me asks about my supposedly gorilla sized hands, you bastards, you rotten bastards scared of the hands your minds gave me
I donât know shit about art but isnât this like a great example of art that pushes the boundaries of what art is? Like youâve got your canvas with paint on it, but your reason for putting the paint there is totally different than why most people put paint on stuff. Itâs like a study on texture or something.
Agreed, this is really cool and also I love the fact that you really wanted to touch some paint, so you just went out and bought a bunch of paint and made your own painting for touching purposes. Thatâs striking me as really really cool right now for reasons I canât entirely articulate.Â
For reference: Really thick paint on a piece of art is called impasto. Another really fun way to do it is with a painting knife: you can make each stroke SUPER SMOOTH like cake icing, but with visible, touchable texture between the strokes.
More impasto:
art by Jan Ironside, who does THICK IMPASTO FLOWERS THAT I SO WANT TO TOUCH
You LITERALLY sat down to watch paint dryâŠ
Museums should have stuff like this on display JUST so you can touch it. With a sign like, âFeel me up! I wonât alarm!â
make good art
Only thing about thick impasto is that the paint can get a bit sharp sometimes. Like, Iâve cut my hand on dried impasto paint because the paint stroke was that pointed. -.-;
Every reply on this post is delightful
sorry this is not relevant at all but ive seen this post many times and EVERY SINGLE TIMEÂ â stop sending me asks about my supposedly gorilla sized hands, you bastards, you rotten bastards scared of the hands your minds gave meâ makes me spiral ive never laughed so hard thank you
people who have never grown food for sustenance or to supplement their diet have such an extreme view of it. I guess thatâs what happens when generations of people are living lives completely divorced from cultivation, harvesting, processing, slaughtering. in theory they believe itâs the easiest thing ever - that it should come naturally to every human ever born, simply because youâre a human. then you ask them if they would ever kill a chicken hypothetically, and they act like you shot their pet in front of them.
The first time I saw a deer up close was in my grandfatherâs back yard; I was about four years old. I donât remember the reason that my mom dropped me off at my grandfatherâs house for an afternoon, but I know that it was unplanned - because he was in the middle of processing a deer. It had been field dressed, organs already removed, and was hanging by its ankle tendons from the t-shaped steel pole at one end of the backyard clothesline. I was startled, worried, concerned that the animal was hurt. There was blood! There was flesh!
My grandfather responded by calmly explaining what he was doing, step by step. Explaining why he was skinning the deer, and quartering it, taking it from this https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White-tailed_deer to this https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venison
By the time he was cooking tenderloin medallions and plating them up to me with grape jelly (donât knock grape jelly on meat until youâve tried it!) and instant mashed potatoes, I wasnât startled or concerned anymore. I had a deeper understanding of the way the world worked, of my role as a consumer, a predator. Of the responsibilities that entailed. I couldnât have explained it then, of course, with my 4-year-old mind and vocabulary - but Philosophy had been set into motion. This is a core memory for me.Â
I did not have nightmares about the butchered deer.Â
More people should be introduced, as little children, to their place in the ecosystem and the responsibilities that entails.
Iâve never personally butchered anything but my family used to grow some of our own vegetables when I was a kid. Corn, squash, tomatoes, peppers, herbs, etc. we even tried grinding our own flour for a little bit but that didnât last long because if youâve ever ground flour by hand you understand.
People have such a romantic view of farming and growing food but a lot of my summers as a kid was spent trying to come up with ways to stop birds from eating our vegetables, planting other plants and releasing insects to keep other insects away, and pulling weeds.
Food doesnât just sit there all pretty growing in the sun. Everything wants to steal it away from you. Agriculture even on a small scale is a never ending battle against insects, other plants stealing water and sunlight, birds, small mammals. You are not the only one who wants the fruits of your labor.
Itâs important to remember that. Every tomato you eat is one that survived the never ending assault of insects and birds.
Who wants to see my cat totally brave and not at all scared at the vet
Excellent. Here she is, being super brave:
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i need 2 be able 2 get novelty shirts for free. can i just get an "I â„ EATING RAW MEAT" shirt without it being 28 dollars. how will the public know that i â„ eating raw meat.
haven't kept up w/ pokemon but i'm assuming there's a whale type that uses its blowhole to shoot a beam attack of some type, yes? surely?
Wailord and yes, though I don't remember the name of the attack since I don't use Wailord very often. 'Water Sport' isn't an attack, but I think it counts?
I think the attack I'm trying to remember is called 'Water Spout', and the reason I couldn't remember it is because it's so visually similar to the name 'Water Sport'.
losing my goddamn mind over "Water Sport the pokemon attack"
âNot affected by snatchâ
nah never heard of it
it's so hard to be socially conscious and also maintain a friendly relationship with people i work with
like there's only so many times you can say "hey don't say that, that's rude/bigoted/a dogwhistle" before everyone just stops talking to you. nothing changes except you're alone now. ask how i know.
it's easier to ignore the slightly offputting tranny than to actually change how you act dontchaknow
right, I'm not supposed to blog about anything serious or I'll get censored or deleted or whatever. how about that world cup, huh