With Roguish Intrigue

May just be my amusement, but it's your intrigue that makes our interaction inspiring - as above so below - ♡

[milfyspamton]

anyone remember what these things are called like little cartoony expressive doohickies i think they have a real name but i can’t remember

[milfyspamton]

im not fucking crazy.

[milfyspamton]

if i have one more person say sparkles on this post im gonna blow i swear to god

[evengirlierballs]

They're squeans I'm pretty sure! If they pop like that anyway. But the term for this kind of "symbol to refer to the general vibe of something in art" is called "Emanata" because it emanates from a person or object.

[creepymutelilbugger]

what the fuck. comics are magic

[charlesoberonn]

somebody put a quimpsy spurl on my blorbo

[eirapparent]

she quimps on my jarns til I nittles

[withroguishintrigue]

[yesterdaysprint]

The Press Herald, Pine Grove, Pennsylvania, December 28, 1934

[weltenwellen]

Hanif Abdurraqib, The Crown Ain't Worth Much

[weltenwellen]

Danez Smith, “little prayer”

[prinnay]

Some ghosties for Wanderstop ;u;;

[prinnay]

Moon

[prinnay]

Mercury + Mars :)

[prinnay]

Jupiter + Venus :D

[luna-azzurra]

You’re not “behind.” You’re creating something from nothing. Most people never even try. That’s already impressive as hell.

[oldblogarchived]

i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm

[my-secret-eye-deactivated201902]

Jen Mazza, Books and Fingers, 1972

[buttpoems]

embarrassing myself

[wike-wabbits]

Rabbits between the staves. Cambrai BM 125-128, c. 1540-50

[idieinmydaydream]

theropeholic

[sphinxjinx]

Brussels is glowing Part Deux - lovely little bookstore we walked into

[huariqueje]

[beardedmrbean]

[crispy-ghee]

There's a book that we had in our house growing up that I was obsessed with as a kid. It was just called "PAKISTAN: PAINTINGS BY LIN YONG AND SU HUA" and it was an art book of 100+ paintings/sketches by two Chinese artists who travelled thru Pakistan in 1978 and 1981, a sort of travelogue of their trip, and to little-kid me, it was some of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen. I have no idea why we had that book, but I would stare at it for hours, and it made me wish I could draw/paint/do whatever it was that these artists had managed to do.

Anyway, we've moved house a bunch of times and I lost track of the book and haven't seen it for probably two decades now. But I think about it now and again, and had struggled to find it over the years, but I finally, finally got my hands on a copy of my own and i want to cry haha

I was afraid that maybe the art isn't as good as I remembered, being just a kid and all, but I cracked it open and nope, it hits me just the way it used to. Maybe even more now. It's so fucking pretty. Have some random pages:

[smoothwhisper]