truth seeker
King's Station
Gardens
The building of rage
against the dying of the lights
Robert Peak (1927-1992) “My Fair Lady” sketches and final poster (1964)
i promise you that nobody has ever in their life thought "wow, this other person inserted absolutely zero friction into my life. they were so efficient and worked so hard to get out of my way. i love them for that." not EVER. not ever ever. if you sublimated your own personhood that hard they didn't even think of you at all. the people we remember in life are the people who got in our way a little, and broke up our routine, who asserted their perspective and gave us something new to think about or feel. that's how we form real relationships -- by inconveniencing one another and actually having a marked influence on one another's lives. to be loved is to be annoyed. and to be annoying at someone. and to be thankful, at the end of it all, that somebody broke you out of yourself for a moment and got in your way.
it's great to be considerate and obviously not every interaction is gonna be special, but you can't go through life as if every person is a cashier that you don't want to get mad at you for asking for an extra bag.
it's all "fuck cars i'm anti car culture" until my pet imp pours sugar in someone's gas tank then it's suddenly like "how am i supposed to get to work" "keep that fucking thing on a leash" are you listening to yourself. do you not realize how weird that would be. he's a little man.
actually I want to write an essay about how all the one direction members have been essentially forced by public expectation to verbalize their grief on social media only a day after liam’s death & then some of them (namely harry! lol) being scrutinized for their posts seeming ’calculated’ / ’written by PR’ / not ’genuine enough’. like. so what if they are? Imagine your childhood best friend dies and millions of people are waiting for you to say something that helps them deal with their parasocial grief. and then that very fame & loss of privacy being the thing that you all went through together as essentially children & the repercussions of that likely being a contributing factor to your friend’s death. the cycle. anyway. none of them owe us shit
Dark knight
Blind Mag!! 👁🩸 This piece was for the zine, Creatures of the Night: Whorror Movie (linked below) ! Please check out the work of the other talent artists that also drew spicy movie posters this year!!
i don’t know why i love this so much but i do
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Ok wait I'm an animator but the idea of referring to a real life human's gait as a walk cycle is sending me
Lyumos cosplay