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I mastered 10 Nail Arts and all I got was this stupid charm
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Hollow Knight-themed nail art.
I mastered 10 Nail Arts and all I got was this stupid charm
I am nursing a hangover because my neighbors invited me over for a dinner last night that was actually a high school graduation party for their eldest daughter but what it actually actually was was 16 Hindu families getting drunk and having a dance party in the basement teaching me, the Lone Jew, how to do Indian dances and getting me Quite Drunk while the kids watched YouTube upstairs
Favorite highlights of the evening:
- my neighbors telling all their friends and family about my landscaping and woodland restoration. I have never discussed this with my neighbors! But hearing last night that it’s been positively noticed and they are so appreciative really did make me feel Quite Good. They also wanted to use my yard for photos because of all my native plant blooms lol and they can’t wait for winter for me to clear out more vines and bramble. The part that really made my heart sing was that everyone said they noticed a distinct increase in fireflies this year compared to last.
- a mom and her smol daughter are introducing themselves to me. Daughter gives me a very English sounding name, mom says something under her breath like “that’s not your name!” And I say to the smol girl “My Anglicized name is ____, but my real name, my Hebrew name, is ____. Do you want me to call you by your real name? Because I’d like to call you by your real name. I can pronounce it, I promise.” And both mom and smol daughter LIGHT UP and immediately ditch their English names.
- all 16 families give speeches about the high school grad and then suddenly I am also asked to give a speech about this girl I know only in passing. Made a joke, crushed it. I am the Cool Neighbor now.
- having Very Bad Scotch with all the men outside discussing Immigration, the Economy, and Agriculture. They were fascinated that I am the one who does all things outdoorsy, that I am the landscaper and gardener and farmer, not my cishet spouse. I give many facts about bats, I have convinced many to invest in saving bats by citing how much money they save Society in crop pest control annually. I give many impassioned talks about the prairies and learn a tremendous amount about rubber trees and rubber tree plantations in India.
- I have been over to their house a few times before this and there’s never ever been any alcohol so I assumed none of them drank but then this One Guy shows up and I am informed that he is The Guy. Next thing I know I have three drinks in my hand of three different liquors and I am thinking to myself “oh OKAY you guys party hard actually”
- when I am inside dancing with all the 50+ year old women, they are Impressed that I am picking up the moves so quickly and I say something off hand jokingly like “my people love to dance too” and then they stop the music and ask me to put on MY people’s music. Imagine it if you will, this Lone Jew, teaching 20 Indian women how to do the hora.
- love is real we have so much more in common than we don’t. People wanted my number to share with me Bollywood movie recommendations. I was sent home with so many leftovers. I love my little immigrant neighborhood. I love the instant Hindu-Jewish solidarity between our communities. It is so very, very real.
I think the conversation that stuck me with the most hope was this elderly Indian man and I were in deep discussion about how native plants that produce harvestables should be cultivated and commercialized. And how much of these unique fruits, vegetables, legumes, etc. get lost and when you go to the store, whether in NJ or in India, it’s the same kind of produce everywhere. And talking about how native plants wouldn’t cost as much because they’re already adapted to the ecosystems they’re in. I was telling him about my sandhill plum saplings my mom just mailed me and he was ENTHRALLED. Maybe my real life’s mission is to marry my farming upbringing with my love of native plants and… idk, start a farm/orchard specifically for native cultivars of harvestables foods. I certainly don’t have money for that lol but. Hearing someone from another part of the world also wish the same thing that I do and rail against Big Ag like I was really just. Made me so hopeful.
A master to his action-hero trainee says, "Your movements are sloppy. You lack awareness of your body when you fight. Your hands move and yet you do not hold them in your mind's eye. Come. We will remedy this."
And then the master paints his trainee's fingernails and orders the trainee to complete a series of complicated tasks without smudging the nail polish.
Trainee grumbles that this is stupid when the first set of tasks is just cleaning the dojo. Within two minutes he reaches for the dustpan and knocks the edge of his pinky nail against it in a way he's never noticed before. He's staring at the baby blue smudge and suddenly he understands things differently.
There's a montage of days passing as he fetches water, chops wood, hoes crops, washes clothes. His nails are a different color during each cut. He's sprinting up the mountain with a fresh wet pedicure and the master is nodding in approval. The master's nails are flawless tech art.
He's reached his final assessment and it's a sparing match against his master. The air smells of acetone. His and the master's nails are all freshly painted. He must land a blow on the master with his mani and pedi fully intact.
Suns and moons pass. Streak in the ring finger. Smudge on the pinky. A full-handed block at the cost of three nails of paint. A hit on his master, and he hoots in delight until the master points out the unguarded toe whose polish is now streaked across the master's robe.
Days pass in frustration and exhaustion. By day 40, he has every digit of his acutely in his mind's eye. He senses the master's attack, ducks, dodges, all fingers all toes all himself, aware, and he strikes with his wooden sword.
It connects with the master. The master pauses. The trainee raises his left hand into view--5 digits of flawless sunflower yellow. His left foot. His right foot. And finally his right hand, raised in triumph.
The master smiles. "You have passed. I have just one more technique to teach you."
The technique is how to draw little flowers into the nail art. So really this one is optional.
stop fucking using the word psychotic to describe bad behaviour and violence already god fucking damn it
oh my god i'm so tired psychotic does not mean violent it does not mean angry or erratic. it refers to a person suffering from psychosis, a loss of touch with reality that includes hallucinations and/or delusions. psychotic people are not inherently violent and y'all need to understand how much stigma you create when you again and again incorrectly use the word psychotic without even thinking about it
would appreciate if non-psychotic people could reblog this
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One of the things that made Captain America: The Winter Soldier so good was that it really went out of its way to establish character’s competence before they fought the big climax of the story, so you really feel the stakes.
Fury escaped a whole set of police cars and weaponized teams and being shot at from all sides, but then comes the Winter Soldier and bam just like that he’s down. Steve took out a set of pirates and Batroc at the start of the movie, then an entire elevator full of STRIKE agents, brought down a plane with his bare hands, but then bam the Winter Soldier slams into him like nothing else before.
And with Winter Soldier we see him take out Fury twice, go toe to toe with Steve, hurl Natasha around, yank a guy from a car, jump from a bridge, he’s restrained in a room filled with people with huge guns and he slams a guy halfway across the room, and then Pierce goes ahead and slaps him, because he can.
I remember watching that movie in theatres back in 2014 (2015?) when it first came out, and gasping in shock when Pierce slaps the Winter Soldier across the face. This guy has super-serum, and Pierce is an old man. The Winter Soldier could have killed Pierce with his pinky finger. I was expecting him to react violently to being slapped, and for Pierce to end up as a red smear on the nearest wall.
When the Soldier just accepted his punishment, I was deeply creeped out. That’s when it really hit me that he is a victim. He’s been brainwashed so thoroughly Pierce has zero hesitation in getting violent with him. Pierce KNOWS he’s the one in control, and the Soldier would never dare to fight back.
Pierce can hit him with impunity, and the Soldier being a supersoldier is irrelevant. Yeah, he’s physically extraordinarily strong, but he’s not a person, he’s a tool. Pierce expects unquestioning obedience from him, and he always gets it. The Soldier’s mind is not his own, and he’s been enslaved.
P.S. Now I’m nostalgic for the days when Marvel used to make movies that didn’t suck. Yeah, there were some turkeys back in the day, but there were also some movies that were really GOOD. In Captain America: The Winter Soldier, they convinced Robert fucking Redford to appear in a superhero movie, and he was amazing. Pierce wasn’t your average supervillain.
He was much scarier than that, because he was just a charming, genial, unscrupulous human being who had accumulated far too much power. He had no superpowers at all, but he was a terrifying villain because he didn’t NEED superpowers. He had his brain and his position, and he had a bureaucracy to ensure his decisions get implemented. Plus, the Winter Soldier programmed to carry out Pierce’s every order and treat him like he was God. Pierce didn’t need to get his hands dirty.
Also, that movie is an interesting outlier compared with other MCU movies. Captain America: The Winter Soldier is barely a superhero movie. Yes, it features 2 characters with superserum, and it has plenty of action scenes. But at its core, it’s really a spy thriller.
#the greatest trick marvel ever pulled was convincing us mcu movies could be good
Jayce the sapiosexual who, in his academy days, started nursing the weirdest hateboner for whoever Heimerdinger's assistant is because they keep absolutely shredding him grading his papers. but all the corrections/notes are RIGHT and oohh Jayce is so mad and wildly interested. He's so mad. It's so hot. Oohh when he finds them....
it takes a stupid amount of time for him to learn it was Viktor and that revelation nearly makes him black out
I SEE THE VISION AND I AM WILDLY SLAMMING THE SUBSCRIBE BUTTON ON YOUR NEWSLETTER
#Im sorry I don't have more to riff on besides YES
And YET....
Kind of scuffed comic for another post weaver queen thing, what if the snail shamans decided to get off their asses and seal away the new weaver god before she’s too powerful to stop them, idk idk
Why art belongs in STEM / STEAM
any field of art requires some form of math, geometry, chemistry, physics, technology, and/or engineering. like holy shit, Shannon, even primitive basket weaving with large blades of grass requires an understanding of certain mathematics principles.
I dated an engineer once who couldn’t problem solve his way out of a paper bag. Not because he was dumb, but because he had never been taught to think critically about anything at all in any of his STEM courses. For the sake of humanity we need to incorporate things like art, history, and humanities into STEM programming. Trust me, you want your structural engineers, your doctors, and your scientists to be able to use skills learned in these disciplines.
These motherfuckers don't even know that pretty much all origami since the 90s is designed completely through extremely complex mathematical principles. One of the most famous origami artists of all time is a literal NASA rocket scientist.
We're going to take a quick look at one of the most long lived paint producers in the world, Windsor and Newton.
Winsor and Newton was first established in 1832, by William Winsor (described by their website as a chemist) and Henry Newton (described by their website as an artist) (X). They had identified a hole in the arts market, notably, paints with reliable colours.
Notice that Winsor was a chemist. All of these colours don't just appear out of no-where, they have to be created, and they are largely created by chemists. That is because artists colours have to have several properties beyond being applicable by a brush, including consistent colour across batches, consistent colour before and after dying, and to stand up against the ravages of time. Although these may seem simple at first, they require precise measurements, precise sourcing, and an understanding of how chemical compounds change and break down over time.
Before the early 1800s artists would be expected to purchase pigments and mix them to create paint themselves, a time consuming, and often irregular process, that required all painting to be done indoors, as there was no stable way to transport the paint long distances. Artists would make studies or sketches of the landscape, and then try and translate those onto a canvas once back at their studio, reliant on their own memory for things like colour and distance.
Often, a painter's apprentice would take on the task of mixing the artist's pigment into paint at the artist's specification, and according to their measurements and recipes. However, smaller disciplines, or single artists who could not afford to keep apprentices, often mixed their own.
Let us look momentarily at the Mona Lisa.
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The absence of eyebrows is often remarked upon by art scholars and there are a number of different theories as to why her eyebrows are absent here. In fact, she was originally painted with eyebrows, as discovered using infra-red imaging by Pascal Cotte (a photographer and, key to the orignal poster's point, an engineer) (X). One of the leading theories is that the pigment used to paint her eyebrows has faded to near invisibility over time, an idea for which there is significant precedence.
In fact, Da Vinci has made this mistake before, in his brief but illustrious career as an artist in the Last Supper. Da Vinci's Last Supper used an experimental technique of oil paints on dry plaster, rather than the well established tempera on wet plaster. (X) As a direct result, the Last Supper is under extreme conservational restrictions. The room in which the Last Supper stands is hermetically sealed in order to prevent mold growth and environmental damage. (X) Additionally, no flash photography is allowed. This is because the painting is literally so delicate that the light from flash photography damages it. (X)
Let us look now at contemporary pigments. One of the first lessons I had in my art classes was 'never put red or yellow paint on your face'. This is oddly specific, but it was quickly explained to us that mid- and high-quality red and yellow paint are often given their colour using cadmium. Those of you with science backgrounds might note that cadmium is highly toxic.
Despite the danger, cadmium is easy to acquire, and easy to process into pigment. Perhaps more importantly, and certainly more importantly for artists, cadmium does create a vibrant colour, and an opaque paint that, crucially, does not degrade over time.
Similar chemically or geographically interesting pigments can be found both contemporarily and through out history. Take ultramarine blue, which was initially made using crushed lapis lazuli, available from only one mine in the world during the renaissance era. As such it was more expensive by weight than gold. (X)
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Imagine for a moment the immense wealth that went into Giotto's Scrovegni Chapel, the immense distance and cost that went into that very colour of blue.
I would be remiss not to flag the Forbes Pigment Collection. The Forbes Pigment collection has more than 2,500 specimens, and is dedicated to preserving examples of rare or interesting pigments. (X)
An interesting, if horrifying example is that of 'Mummy Brown', made from the crushed remains of mummified corpses. Obviously, this colour is no longer standard, and its use was disputed even at the time, but it is a relevant point in history.
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The continued presence of these well catalogued pigments allows a great deal of insight, both for the soft sciences (when did we have access to this pigment, was that pigment sourced from off continent, and if so, how did it get here?), and the hard sciences (where was this chemical sourced, how was that chemical treated to result in this vibrant colour?)
Finally, (and thank you all for sticking with me this far) is a pigment some of you may be familiar with. Vantablack, one of the worlds blackest substances, was originally developed to 'coat satellite camera openings, absorbing stray light from he sun and moon so distant stars can be seen better'. (X)
Although Vantablack was originally designed in pursuit of a strictly scientific discipline, it did not remain so. Anish Kapoor in 2016 bought the rights to vantablack's 'use as an art material' (X). Although this is not the only time that a pigment has been copyrighted, it was an extremely public display, and one that the art world rebelled against.
(X) Anish Kapoor - Gathering Clouds (2014)
Stuart Semple began the intense process of creating a rival 'blackest black'. He eventually succeeded. Although his recipe for the blackest black remains a guarded secret, a tube of the most recent edition of the paint is available on the artist's website for an extremely reasonable price, and smelling of fresh coffee. (X)
Although this is all fairly niche, it is still a fantastic example of how art and science intersect, to say nothing of feats of architecture like Brunelleschi's Dome, GFP Bunny by Eduardo Kac, Renissance perspective, or Pig Wings by Oron Catts, Ionat Zurr, and Guy Ben-Ary.
(Much of this information was first introduced to me at school. The links provided here are not comprehensive, nor have they been well vetted by me. My information comes largely from textbooks and professors I no longer have access to, and wouldn't know how to cite even if I did.)
Okay, there's A LOT here? But it warms my heart to report *concrete ways* that visual mediums are necessary to the world. Yes, we could only use photographs, but photography is an art too. Art and science intersects. (But also, art transcends science to expression. Humans live in this sphere too.)
I'd like to add more about the chemistry of paint: chemicals react with each other (duh). So before contemporary, basically stable pigments, artists had to know a lot more practical chemistry, both to mix their own paints and to know which colors not to mix, because the pigments might react in the short-term and change to an entirely new and unwanted color.
I do communications work around toxics cleanup, and when I read the lists of toxic metals contaminants I see all the pretty colors of paint in my head. Most of what we use now are 'hues', which means "We have carefully attempted to match this highly toxic pigment in a way that won't hurt you", with varying success.
(I do have tubes of genuine cadmium yellow oil paint, picked up for me at an estate sale. I did not want this responsibility, but all the cleanup engineers at work agreed that the best thing I could do was to *use* it -- very, very carefully -- and then seal/varnish it. Toxicity risk is all about exposure, so if it's sealed away, it's fine.)
if you’re ever in the position to choose between giving up and accepting defeat, and actually trying to fight the ancient unkillable god that is about to peel apart reality like a string cheese, remember this: scientifically speaking, you might as well give it a shot!
1.there were trees at the beginning of the world! there were trees so long ago that they predate bacteria that causes wood to decay. when a tree fell, it would lie there in stasis and there wasn’t any way of breaking down wood xylem on a molecular level in that way.
2. it seems obvious to say, but wood eating bacteria are literally incapable of comprehending what they’re breaking down. It’s just not information conciously available to a microorganism. they don’t know what they’re deconstructing, where it came from, bacteria have no way to even fathom the existence of a tree as a concept.
3. Regardless of the facts above, the world we live in today is a world where wood inevitably decomposes
it is worth fighting the unkillable god no matter how pointless it seems. it is worth taking the risk even though youre trying to accomplish something impossible. the reality in which you live was also once reality in which trees didn’t rot. You live in a reality that allows for existence before the possibility of destruction. you live in a reality where uncomprehending microbes break down matter that is so far beyond the scope of their comprehension that it feels comical to specify something so obvious. you live in a reality that occasionally allows unshakeable physical truths to be altered with no warning.
It is worth fighting the unkillable god because trees are so old they predate the source of their destruction, and it still did not spare them. It is worth fighting the unkillable god because bacteria rots unthinkingly, because there is room in our cosmos for destruction without comprehension on the part of the destroyer. It is worth fighting the unkillable god because now and then reality retracts the promise of immortality without fanfare, and when that happens there is no mercy for the ancient. the unmaking is not softer for the desecrators ignorance. for all things, existence is endless until the exact point where it ends.
so you might as well try to kill the unkillable god. it doesn’t seem likely, but at the beginning of the world, trees didn’t rot. so you never know! you never know
fight the unkillable god, because you may be mistaken about its unkillability.
fight the unkillable god, because you may be the first bacterium to take a successful bite.
fight the unkillable god, so as to set foot onto the path which leads to the god being killable.
the bacteria that couldn't eat the tree and the bacteria that could eat the tree had the same general understanding of the tree.
might as well take a bite.
is there such a thing as a beta but instead of reading for line edits or plot notes, they just read my work and recommend what tags to put on ao3 outside of like. warnings.
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You can also ask for a beta reader to suggest tags! That's totally a thing many beta readers would be willing to do. Even if you're like "I'm finished with this story, I'm not looking to make big changes, I just want to know what you think it should be tagged", someone will be interested in doing that.
The black areas represent the remaining natural dark skies in the United States
I’ve been in the middle of the ocean at night and now live in texas and it is so hard to explain to people that no, they have not ever seen the night sky. It is so hard to explain to people that what they think is a proper night sky is fucking pathetic. A disgrace.
People talk about how you can’t see stars in the city and yeah, that’s true, but their concept of “seeing stars” is being able to make out orion’s belt.
So, so few people have see the sky in all its glory and it’s not sad. It’s a fucking crime. Seeing a perfectly dark night, no clouds, not a hint of light pollution? That’s a fucking religious experience.
The sky the vast vast majority of us grew up with is not the sky that inspired us to look up. It is not the sky that inspired constellations. You can’t even see most constellations.
Your ancestors looked at the night sky and said “surely, that is where the gods must live.” And you might be lucky if you can see hardly more than a handful of stars.
The sky is full, fucking FULL, of stars, and you’ve never seen them.
I remember the first time I saw a properly dark sky and was like ‘oh that’s why it’s called the milky way’ and promptly started to cry
When we were on a field trip to the middle of the red sea, I remember us all crowding at the end of the boat that didn’t have lights and just lying on our backs and staring
When you see a properly dark starscape
You understand why people wrote poems and made up legends and built rockets and said heaven’s in the sky
The universe is infinite. So are the stars
I’m trying to find a picture on google images to show you what I mean and I can’t find any
You think of the night sky like fairy lights on black velvet, but it’s not it’s not it’s like, like, dust in sunlight, like - I can’t find the words.
The stars are everywhere, like sugar, like glitter, like dust. You can’t find the constellations at first, not because you can’t recognise them, but because there’s so many stars you can’t pick out the familiar line of Orion’s belt. The North star has gone from bright familiarity to almost vanishing among a thousand, a hundred thousand, a million other lights. The milky way is a line of light arcing across the sky like a moon-trail on water only infinitely, infinitely bigger.
And for the first time in your life you’ll understand why people call it a dome, because it is, it’s three dimensional in exactly the way a city skyscape isn’t.
You’ll understand why Luthien Tinúviel danced under starlight, not moonlight, why people in a time before we knew the earth was round still looked up and wondered and built telescopes and dreamed about the stars.
The stars are endless and ancient and infinite and you will stand with your head craned back and your rucksack forgotten at your feet and you’ll feel like you’re falling upwards into that great bright sky like it’s calling you home and you’ll wonder how you ever thought the stars were beautiful before tonight when all you’d ever seen were the naked empty skyscapes of your home. And you’ll cry and you’ll spend the rest of your time there gazing up and wondering and imagining what it would be like to stand among those bright silver flecks
And then you’ll come home, and look up, and fall in a different kind of love with that handful of blazing stars to stubborn to be outdone by the whole of human invention, leading you home despite the light pollution and the clouds and the endless bustle of this shrinking planet.
this is not a shot from a space telescope overlayed behind a woods, or anything. that’s not the sky as kepler or hubble or james webb see it. that’s the sky from a dark sky park in michigan. that’s the view you are missing out on from right here on earth. that’s the view that has been stolen from you.
I fell in love with the sky as a child growing up in western Minnesota, miles from a small town, near a massive lake and just downhill from an 18-hole golf course - the pure darkness broken only by a single bright light I could escape by hauling my telescope up that hill or into a nearby field
I’d often set an alarm to wake me in the middle of the night, so it was as dark as possible and my eyes as dark-adapted as they coud get, and starlight alone was enough to guide me
that’s what’s been taken from us all
OH OKAY so actually im fully ugly crying snotty-sobbing about this. what
this post was inflicted upon me so now i’m inflicting it on all of you
(full map of ~75k is too much for me to load, but i got to 40k! very laggy, but worth it.)
i feel like if you stabbed an angel the blood trail would look like this
Hey. Hey!
I love how in CATFA they slut-shamed steve and now in She Hulk they virgin shamed him. I’d ask Marvel/Disney to be more consistent but that’s never been their strong point
You really could gender bend Steve and not have to change anything about the story.
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huge fan of the depth of a good purple but another area that draws me is definitely around aquamarine/turquoise/seafoam. you can not go wrong once the green starts getting just a tinge more blue. a gal could certainly do worse than to pull over there and stay a while
something earth shattering going on here
this is why one of my favorite all-time paintings is Ship in Stormy Seas by Ivan Aivazovsky... he was really onto something there
a close up to just... light shining through those waves, makes me feel faint with exhilaration every time
THERE IS A BOAT BY IVAN AIVAZOVSKY!!
Ivan Aivazovsky could paint glowing water. One of the GOATs for sure.
Actually you SHOULD make problematic content. You SHOULD explore dark or taboo topics. You SHOULD have a space where you can cope with your traumas or explore sensitive topics in a way that doesn't hurt anyone.
Also you should make problematic content for funsies. You don't need to have had trauma or need to be coping in order to explore dark creativity. You can just be a human who wants to explore dark and taboo topics because you want to. That's completely normal, btw.
Every single person on this planet thinks about dark and taboo things. It's literally the most normal thing in the world.
Go draw the horror porn and be free.
we should all be more like david cronenberg and write fucked up stuff. For Funsies