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I’m sorry for not being on! (+art)
I am so so sorry about being logged off for so long! I just, have done it! And for that, I’m going to post a whole LOT of my art that I drew after this, from a whole array of fandoms. So let’s start! ( I may post some on there own if I really want) TW: some gore near the beginnin. if you want to see the non gore, go past the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd artworks
So, this a piece of art of an older bubbles (Ppg) getting shot in the head with a lazar. I got inspiration for that of something I drew before that
It Harold from c.u, or tetoc. (I’m NOT saying the name) getting stabbed from an alternate universe him fro the books. And yes, he’s also older.
This, is gory thing of a thought of ‘what if the scalpel actually fell in his eye?’ And tada.
This is a (unfinished) piece of art of a character interpretation of a game I never talked about. it’s what I think user looks like from ‘there is no game’
now this. This is an idea on my au… if nole from blackbird, gets experimented on and turns into….. that…..
Some Grackles! These birds are incredibly common but I still enjoy watching them.
Four and Twenty Black Birds
If there are twenty four blackbirds in a pie, are the black birds blackbirds? Or are they ravens? Or starlings? Grackles? Crows? Coots? Cormorants?
Furthermore, would that be a flock, a mob, a murder, a cover, a constable, a conspiracy, a dissimulation, a murmuration, or an unkindness of black birds in the pie?
If it's a murder, I fear for the king. They ate the maid's nose, after all.
Black bird
New morning, old year "Cock-a-doodle-doo!" said the rooster.
"The Lay of St. Kenelm"
Once again, another submission to the local college magazine Blackbird fro the July edition. This particular poem is based on the legend of St. Kenelm, an Anglo-Saxon prince who ascended the throne at the age of seven upon his father's death. He was quickly martyred/assassinated by his jealous sister Cwendred, who asked her lover to carry out the dirty work.
"Once a good King past to Death
Cynewulf by name
And left he but a stripling heir
Young Cynehelm by name.
"Had Cynehelm two sisters great
Yet scarcely 'like, the twain
Burgenhild' a maiden loyal
And Cwendred, woman vain.
"To slay her kith and gain the crown
Was Cwendred's only want
And so she bid her lover dear
To do a task so gaunt.
"Slay the child for me, my love
Cooed Cwendred to her man
Finish him with scarce a word
And take his life in hand.
"So Ascbert went a' riding then
With Cynehelm one day
Hunting in the forest deep
For a prince to slay.
"Stopped they for a brief respite
For Cynehelm to rest
And up behind did Ascbert come
At his dame's behest.
"But Cynehelm spake Nay my lord
You shall not slay me here
Yet take this rod and plant it there
And bid my end come near.
"So planted he a rod of thorn
And sprung from it an Ash
Then 'neath that tree did Ascbert strike
And Cyn'helm breathed his last.
"But from the grave his Soul did fly
In likeness of a dove,
- As prophecy foretold by dream -
Beyond the boughs above."
Again, you may re-post or share this this as you like, but please remember to cite my name (Benjamin Spick) and the name of my blog (tiedinknotsart) as your source! This is my original work and is very important to me. Don't steal it!
The June Submission for Blackbird
So much has been going on lately! New stamps, new cards, new writing. Etcetera Etcetera.
For my June submission to the magazine Blackbird, I decided to write a poem in ballad-form, based on a mixture between Norse Mythology and Scandinavian/Christian folklore.
"Out was Ask upon a Day
And Embla did the washing
Out hung linens fresh and sweet
Yet her children needed washing.
"Out was Odin on the Day
And through the forest riding
And with him Hoenir and Lodur
Upon that Day a riding.
"Fast they came to Embla's house
And went they to her knocking
Inside did Embla wash her babes
When her lords they came a knocking.
"Pleased she was upon that day
For half her babes were drying
But shamed was she upon that day
For half her brood was filthy.
"Beneath the floor she hid her brood
The ones still needing washing
And came back Embla to her door
To answer them a knocking.
"In came they as she bidded them
And they began a talking
Of earthen songs and goings on
And babes in cradles rocking.
"Wholesome kin you have my dear
Said Odin while a talking
Yes, my lone said Embla dear
Whilst they four were talking.
"But Odin knew this false to be
For he was one All-Seeing
And spied he more of Embla's brood
Down below unseeing.
"There they are and there they stay!
Said the three lords shouting
To us you lied our Embla dear
Upon your husband's outing.
"So from the babes below did
Hoenir take their feeling
And Lodur paled their rosy cheeks
And Odin hushed their breathing.
"So man-folk here above belong
In the daylight shining
And elf-folk Embla left for shame
In shadows dark and pining."
(One note: this is my original work. You can share this, but if you do so, please cite me and this cite as a reference! This was written by myself, Benjamin Spick, in May of 2012)
"Canadian robins are the birds that say, “Tweet, eh” and smell like Tim Hortons donuts."
The American robin (Turdus migratorius) is one of the most recognizable birds in North America. It is a thrush in the thrush family (Turdidae) and a close relative of European blackbird (Turdus merula). It is also a symbol of spring in the United States and Canada, as its return marks the end of winter.
Handsome little Blackbird I saw at the end of January this year staying home while sick (plus a horribly out of focus shot but i attached it anyway because it makes me giggle)
also woah first tumblr post! still figuring out the kinks so any advice (especially on image descriptions)would be much appreciated. hopefully i'll keep this consistent but i think its gonna keep me motivated to get out and improve both my birdwatching and photography :))
ES || Han vuelto los pajaritos a mi balcón! De momento ni rastro del mirlo que venia siempre pero sí que han vuelto los demás adorables pajaritos. Me podría pasar horas viéndolos correr por la barandilla y los troncos de las plantas! Vosotros también necesitáis bufandas calentitas como este pajarito, para salir a la calle estos días de fresquito? ❄️ EN || The birds who used to visit me in my balcony are back! At the moment there’s no sign of the blackbird that always came by but the other adorable little birds have returned. I could spend hours watching them run up the railing and the plants! Do you also need warm scarves to go out on these cool days like this little blackbird? ❄️
Parece que ya se acerca el invierno a pasos de gigante!
It seems that winter is approaching by leaps and bounds!
Quiero desearos unas Felices fiestas! Espero que, a pesar de las difíciles circunstancias que vivimos, todos las podáis disfrutar mucho!
I want to wish you a Merry Christmas! I hope that, despite the difficult circumstances we live in, you can all enjoy them a lot!
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Feketerigó képeslap
Nincs mit tenni, ez a madár az egyik legjobb. Imádom amikor télen a bokrokban kutatnak és tűzpiros bogyókkal a csőrükben repülnek el. A képeslapot még tavaly terveztem, de csak idén tudtam lenyomtatni Juhász Marci műhelyében, Munken Polar (600g) és Pure (300g) papírokra, három színnel, fotópolimer kliséről, egy asztali tégelysajtón.
Ez a képeslap, meg még sok más izgalmas dolog is kapható a nemrég nyílt Etsy boltomban: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Gilicze
Blackbird postcard
Winter is amazing when everything is covered with snow and blackbirds have feast in the firethorn bushes, with those bright red berries in their beaks. This is my favourite bird, so I made this postcard. It was printed on a tabletop letterpress machine, onto 600g Munken Polar white paper and 300g Munken Pure cream coloured paper, from polymer plate, with grey, red and black colours.
This postcard is for sale in my recently opened Etsy shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Gilicze
Feketerigó képeslap
Turdus merulákat, az egyik kedvenc madaramat nyomtattam Marci asztali tégelysajtóján. Köszönöm neki a képeket és a videót is!
Blackbird postcard
Turdus merula, one of my favourite bird is printed with a tabletop platen press. Thank you for the machine, the photos and the timelapse for Marci!
Red-winged Blackbirds (Agelaius phoeniceus), males & juvenile male (2), taken February 25, 2025, in Georgia, US
More blackbirds!! Migrating flocks are still passing through all day, so there are plenty of opportunities to get pictures. The video is of one of them shuffling around on their preferred perch, participating in the cacophony of calls. They're so much louder in person...
Red-winged Blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus), juvenile male, taken February 24, 2025, in Georgia, US
I believe I am in love with this beautiful fucking bird!!! Despite how pretty the males are, I might prefer the appearance of the female RW blackbird more. The brown tones and subtle red on the face are just gorgeous. This juvenile male has a combination of both sexes' best traits—intricate browns as well as a vibrant orange patch on the wing! Hopefully I'll be able to get more pictures before all of the blackbirds are gone!
Red-winged Blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus), male, taken February 10, 2025, in Georgia, US
After weeks of staking my feeders out, ONE brave soul FINALLY inched forward onto the feeder perches. Even if all he did was look around and stare at me judgmentally, he still let me get some nice pictures of him before leaving (without even grabbing a snack..) and I respect him for that. Clearly, blackbirds are braver alone than in groups!
Brown-headed Cowbird (Molothrus ater), juvenile, taken May 27, 2024, in Georgia, US
Fledgeling season is so fun when there's a bird bath because you get to see baby birds have pool parties! This particular individual injured its leg in some way and lived exclusively at our feeders for weeks, eating seeds off the ground and begging for handouts from any adult bird who got close lol. Surprisingly, it didn't get picked off and its leg ended up healing, so we got to see it reach adulthood with its siblings!
Vote for Finland!
At first she was quite hidden. But then... Then she was all visible! What a story.
Amsel ♀️ (blackbird) im Stadtgarten, Stuttgart-Mitte.