you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.
In case you're looking for more reading materials on Sudan, here is a google doc compiled by Razan Idris (and under the hashtag Sudan Syllabus).
I sourced it via X here
occasionally I am struck dumb by the sublime beauty of the world in the small moments, you know?
egg
i drew it
hey I hope you dont mind I also painted your egg
I have also painted egg (great photo OP)
Wanted to paint the egg as well
OH HELL YEAH THATS A GORGEOUS EGG
"Wait I didn't hear anything of Heidi Klum's Halloween costume this year, lemme just google tha-"
you know what? nevermind.
You left out the best part, the many people that served as her living accessories.
hold up what's up with the moon face though?
her husband is Egg
baby, i’m on fire🔥
While working on Across the Spiderverse, I painted this concept art of what Manhattan might look like in Gwen's watercolor style!
insane how many people just have these incredible artists in their families who get no recognition outside of crocheting circles because this art form is devalued for its association with women
in my country, the word for crocheting, is used metaphorically, to compliment a surgeon’s work.
every AFAB person my mother’s age and older, had practiced this craft at one point on another.
My mom has made literal paintings, that decorate our house for years (I’ll come back with pictures when I visit next) you can only see that they are crocheting when you go very close.
as promised here’s my mom’s crocheting “paintings”
There is another one but it had been stored many years ago, (i remember it from my childhood) and sadly it is probably damaged by mold, it depicted wild horsed running in nature
THEY REHYDRATED HIM THEY REHYDRATED HIM THEY RE-
Edit: source, the Japanese website
I love how you play piano! May I request for you to play more? I don't really care what song, you're just really good! :D
i love you
[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “do not stand at my grave and weep” after the poem by mary elizabeth frye. the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
a buncha fishies i drew on heavypaint
youll never guess whos birthday it is.............
Look at the insane cutscenes of this game i played today
the wildest part is that this whole game is all rendered in engine with the same character models used in gameplay. he transforms like this DURING a gameplay segment later on.
hfr's animation is so good, i got a ripped chai model to look at and every single part of it is rigged in detail, there were 55 bones in his hair alone.
Emily Dickinson’s Herbarium, circa 1839-1846 (Houghton Library, Harvard)