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[Start ID. A digital drawing of the Slugcat from Rain World. It sits holding a spear tipped in orange blood, the source of which are the two severed pods and body of an Eggbug that lay scattered around it. A batnip plant grows behind it, though the rest of the background is blank, replaced by a transparent pale halo behind the Slugcat. End ID]
Little guy :]
(No spoilers, please! I'm very early into the game and have been attempting to play it as blind as possible.)
ultrabright colors and gradation map my beloved
[Start ID. Three color variations of the same messy sketch on a white background. Each one depicts V1 from Ultrakill, in the same pose as the protagonist on the cover for Doom. They're standing on a pile of gore rather triumphantly and lifting a Husk with one arm, by where its collar would be. The original drawing was in bright red, yellow, and blue, and the two others are in much softer palettes, one shades of green and the other purple through yellow. End ID]
*crawls out from under a pile of thesis research*
a continuation of my comix master studies, this time with pages from “Black Hole” by Charles Burns, “I Am a Hero” by Kengo Hanazawa, and “Shadow Star” by Mohiro Kitoh.
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So if you go to grad school for art therapy, you may end up taking a ferry out to an island to visit an aged psychoanalytic art therapist and present her with drawings of serial killers in exchange for her wisdom.
That's what I will be doing with my Saturday!
I'm giving her a picture of Jeffrey Dahmer and if the trip turns out to be some sort of elaborate murder mystery, please avenge my death.
Also, a collage piece about Edith Kramer and Margaret Naumburg, two early art therapists.
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Dreamed that I opened a book an there were beetles hiding in the pages. I turned the page and there was a snake. I flipped the book over but the snake came at me. I grabbed it’s tail and smashed it against the wall but it wouldn’t die. I wrapped it up in plastic bags to suffocate it but I could feel its body thrashing. I felt terrible. I didn’t want to prolong its suffering but I didn’t want it to hurt me.
Dreamed that there was a tornado outside the house. Everything was dark and the whole house was shaking and when I looked out the window, I could see the tail of the tornado dragging down the road. I lay down on my stomach and put my hands over the back of my head. My grandmother walked through the dark and shaking house as if nothing were wrong.
I've been listening to the audiobook of "The Killer of Little Shepherds: A True Crime Story and the Birth of Forensic Science" by Douglas Starr.
It's the case of a French serial killer in the late 1800s, Joseph Vascher, and the development of early forensic science by Alexandre Lacassagne.
Lacassagne worked in Lyon, France, where the morgue was housed on a barge in the Rhône. The reasoning was that this would keep the stench away from the city and it was close to the two largest sources of corpses -- the hospital and the river itself. However, there were problems.
Joseph was a problem child...
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Well, my "Hannibal" piece didn't get accepted to Banquet, which sucks because I worked really hard on this and I think it turned out really well.
On the positive side, I have an illustration that I worked really hard on and it turned out really well!
I was inspired by sweetmeats -- food made from offal, such as intestines, testicles and the thymus -- and floral china plates.
Also, I learned that Hugh Dancy is really fucking hard to draw. Mads Mikkelsen has such a distinctive face that he's rather easy to draw, but with Hugh, if you get some detail just a little bit off, it doesn't look like him anymore.
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I got kissed by a turtle dove upon a cold Paris manger I was waking up to my love, first moment dawning danger everything was new every sock and shoe my face and your face, tenderly renewed
tenderly renewed
"Christina's Farm" by Antony and the Johnsons
Based on a photograph of a man who survived a gunshot to the head during World War I.
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Using Red Thread, Rima Day Intertwines History, Nature, and Human Experience in Striking Embroideries.
A snipped tie isn't the worst thing that the boss could do to a Mod Frog...
The Immediate Murder Professionals has another job. Blitzo thinks they did a good job. Moxxie is just happy to go home.
