psychoanalyzing the gender/identity dichotomy between ice skating and ice hockey and coming to the more objectively correct conclusion that ice hockey is rooted in motherly feminine behavior of protecting the nest and that ice skating is about masculine peacocking of one's own physical prowess in seeking a mate
Perfectly normal train running to greet you cmon give it a hug (FYI, its this guy i drew half a year ago and i still think about it)
[ID: Digital art of a businessman in his late 30's and a water cooler. In a fullbody drawing, he cradles the jug with one hand and grinds against the cabinet, leaning the cooler forward as he presses a finger to a dispenser and lets it spill on itself and the floor. Nearby are closeup shots of the dispensers. In one, his finger presses the lever to let it leak out onto itself. In another, he presses his face against the cooler, glasses disheveled and face glazed with need as the spout leaks drops of water. In the last, he holds his dick out from his unbuttoned slacks to let water stream over it. End ID.]
what u need to know about me is that this is me:
(#sketch by sheng lam on X)
but this is also me:
(Cibo from BLAME, manga)
and also this is me:
(vintage talenboy robo dog k-9 toy)
drawings of me that i drew.
Ever since I learnt bout angel tiers as a kid I always wanted to draw em all but only now did i get around to it-
Wanted to have it where they progressively get more abstract and inhuman the higher the tier goes cause who doesnt love a lil cosmic horror? I also took some liberties with the descriptions of all the angels cause lotta them kind of overlap and sound similar.
My car sona his name is Riley
He’s a 90s Mini Cooper
'man in bloom' by bruce metcalf, 2001 in corporal identity body language: 9th triennial for form + content, usa + germany - museum of arts + design (2004)
made a syd fancam…. a heem heem whimper
blood & metal