im bawling
doodling w/o pen pressure can be fun sometimes………..
Mesmerizing Finger Oil Cityscapes by Iris Scott
Brooklyn-based artist Iris Scott reverts back to traditional finger painting art to create a stunning oil series. The artist draws energy from the works of Monet, Van Gogh, Picasso and Sargent who embraced “instinctualism” art. No other art technique allows a freedom of execution as instinctualism. Scott describes the contemporary movement as “a reaction to the vapid non-representational painting wasteland of corporate abstract art. Rich in topic, color, and texture, Instinctualism is art that doesn’t need explanation to enjoy, for it will appeal to the innocent eyes of children as much as it will appeal to art collectors.”
The physical act of using her fingers to create the texture, emotion and movement forges a special bond between the art and Scott. Her creative paintings depict rich and colorful scenes drawn with a psychedelic display of colors, to a dazzling peacock lapping water from a coy pond and hypnotic urban landscapes. The scenes burst with life over every conceivable inch of the canvas are inspired by from Scott’s close relationship with her inner child.
You can find her work on her official website and Etsy shop.
The Free Paper ENG ver. and Free Card from me to Taiwan Kingsman Only event in the past Aug,Just a little story about Hartwin:D Hope you enjoy~
Adventure is still out there
So Stiles still harbors a lot of guilt for his behavior towards Derek in the early days, especially as he gradually learns more about his past—why Derek reacted so badly to being touched, or being used for his body, why it was so cruel to try to blame him for Laura’s death.
Stiles mentioning this one day in passing and Scott saying, “Yeah, dude, me too.”
And Stiles thinks, ‘The first step is admitting there’s a problem,’ and then he thinks, ‘Oh.’
So he establishes an ‘I have wronged Derek Hale Support Group,’ which is a little long, so he just calls it ‘the Group,’ and the first meeting is just him and Scott, and he says shakily “Um, I guess… my name is Stiles Stilinski, and I have wronged Derek Hale. I once… I once used his body for my own personal gain. Without his consent. It was wrong and I’m very sorry. And… there’s more. Um. For next week.”
And Scott kind of squirms and says, “You already know my name is this really… okay, fine. My name is Scott McCall, and… I’ve wronged Derek Hale. I once accused him of murder. Okay, I twice accused him of murder, even when I knew he was innocent.”
And they both sit in silence for a while and then order a pizza, and the next week Allison comes along, and says, “My name is Allison Argent, and I’ve wronged Derek Hale. I blamed him for my mother’s death and threatened to kill him, and I’m very sorry. Especially because I know now it was not the truth.”
When Lydia comes, she apologizes for using Derek to resurrect Peter, “Though, of course,” she sniffs, “I was not in full possession of my mental faculties at the time.”
It takes Scott a couple weeks to work up to admitting to the Gerard thing.
A few times, Derek asks where they all go on Tuesday afternoon, tries (badly) to hide his hurt that Stiles won’t tell him, that he’s not invited. But besides the fact that the Group is supposed to be a safe space for its members, it would embarrass Derek if he knew.
Cora skypes in one week, says quietly, “My name is Cora Hale, and I’ve wronged my brother. I once told him that he disappointed me, and I didn’t mean it. I’m actually… I’m actually so proud of him.”
So it’s going really well. Everybody’s feeling… better.
Until, of course, Lydia points out the fatal flaw in Stiles’ otherwise brilliant plan.
“So when’s the part when we make amends? When we apologize to Derek so that we can actually get some closure?”
Which takes Stiles a minute, until he finally says, “We’re… going to write letters. Yeah, we’re going to write letters, and then if you want to send it, you can. Totally up to you.”
But even that backfires, when Derek shows up the next week, looking confused and a little angry, clutching a pile of letters in his hand. He looks around, at all of them sitting on their chairs in a circle, Erica looking uncomfortable, on her first visit, and then says, “What the hell is this?” all while shaking the letters.
“What’s… what?” Stiles says, hoping to keep things normal as long as possible, which goes right down the drain when Derek lifts the first letter on the pile and reads, “Dear Derek, I’m very sorry for accusing you of murder?” He flips it to the bottom of the pile, and reads from the new one, “Dear Derek, I’m very sorry I once told my father I wanted you dead and shot at your pack with arrows?” Allison shifts uncomfortably, and Derek starts on a new one, “Dear Derek, I don’t think you’re a disappointment at all.”
“Cora,” Stiles whispers, when Erica throws him a questioning glance.
“So, again,” Derek says, “What the hell is this?” This time, he gestures around their circle.
“Um…” Stiles says, when everybody looks in his direction, “It’s a… it’s an ‘I have wronged Derek Hale support group’?”
“A support group…” Derek repeats, “For people who have… wronged me?”
“Um, yes, that’s the general idea.”
“A group about me,” Derek says, still slowly, like Stiles is missing something big, “and yet I was the only one who wasn’t invited?”
“Um…” Stiles says, for like the millionth time, “Yes?”
“Okay, that is a little weird, now that I think about it,” Scott says.
“Well, you’re welcome to join us,” Stiles says, face burning.
And Derek pulls up a chair, and says, “My name is Derek Hale, and I’ve wronged Derek Hale.”
“Dude, I don’t think that’s what he…” Scott starts, and Allison elbows him in the side.
“I blamed—still blame—him, myself, I guess, for a lot of stuff that wasn’t actually my fault. So. I want to work on that.”
And Erica might be the first person to hug him.
But Stiles is the last to let go.
omg, this picture :’) © edited by @_lucmedeiros
Swirling Illustrations by James R. Eads Explore Human Connections and the Natural World
understanding what things in your chart mean:
A couple of friends having a tea and gossip.
some yiddish words gentiles use all the time without knowing their origin
ay-ay-ay/ai-yi-yi/ei, yei, yei – an exclamation of exasperation (very similar exclamation originates in mexico)
bupkes – colloquially used to mean “nothing” (as in “after all my hard work, what did i get? bupkes!”) but actually means “goat droppings” or “horse droppings”
chutzpah – arrogance, nerve
feh! – a sound of contempt, disgust, or disapproval.
futz – fool around (not sexually)
glitch – you know how it’s used in english. but it actually means “slip,” or a minor malfunction
hock – bother, pester
kitsch – gaudy trash
klutz – literally means “a block of wood,” refers to a dense or clumsy individual
nudge – to push gently
schmooze – to converse informally
schmuck – a foolish/obnoxious person
schmutz – dirt
schnoz – nose
shlep – to drag or haul
schtick - a gimmick used in a performance
spiel – a long, involved rant. usually a sales pitch
spritz – the sprinkling/spray of liquid
tuchus – butt
nosh— snacks, or snacking. you have a nosh, or you go nosh, or you buy some nosh from the store. if someone’s a nosh or a nosher it means the kind of guy who helps himself to your food— but it’s a milder term than ‘mooch’.
also shmoozing in the american context is more about conversation that ingratiates your way into a group. you’d shmooze at an office party or a convention, not while chatting on skype with your friend. my mom only uses this word contemptuously.
I want to live in a world where it’s possible to listen to YouTube AND lock my phone
theres an app called AutoTube that works exactly like a music player (like you can make playlists and lock ur phone and at least when on iphone skip/play/pause with the fast access thing while its locked) all while streaming videos from youtube
Reblog to save a life
I noticed you guys liked these 2 princes I drew last week.
So here’s some more!
(I named the Arab one Mirza and the Chinese one Siyu ;u;)
my blog is so gay lately lmfao im sorry