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jrdnmichelle · 4 months
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an offering to lilith
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monikahmakes · 2 months
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Working on a lot of things recently, but finishing none of them. I guess I'm a little nervous about exploring this kind of sculpture- these are new skills and experiments for me, and I'm keenly aware of my limits! This week I'm going to try harder to fight my perfectionism, just do the things that scare me, and declare things finished.
I've been thinking about jewelry-making recently. I'm obsessed with weird and complicated jewelry, from exquisitely crafted traditional jewels to the most unexpected avant-garde creations. I don't know that I want to actually try it myself; aside from the learning curve and the setup costs, I may not have the patience for truly tiny details right now, and the necessity of making wearable objects functional and durable would be a challenge.
But I realized that I'm thinking of some of my small sculptural pieces as a sort of jewelry, a setting for small precious things to be displayed, where the setting may be intricate and beautiful in its own right. There's a parallel there between jewelry and shrines, between display and veneration. The small precious things I choose to display may not be precious to everyone, built as they are from bits of detritus, memory, and accident, but I am choosing to honor them and showcase their preciousness as best I can.
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roses--and--rue · 1 year
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Not all examples of Victorian hairwork are memorials, but this one is. 
This shadow box was made in memory of a little girl who died in 1884 at age 5 and contains a tiny floral bouquet woven from her hair. It was likely made by her mother.
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sleepworker · 2 months
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a few of my favorite works by assemblage sculptor Ron Pippin (1943-2019)
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dead-dogma · 1 year
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Wreath with lights from earlier this year, sold at an event.
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anothersoftvoid · 1 year
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jannis kounellis, untitled (knife and train), 2002
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abesarsapos · 2 years
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The Walking House
Desde lejos se escucha el sonido chirriante de sus articulaciones avanzando. No hay relieve que la detenga y sus ocupantes se sienten a salvo de cualquier peligro que rodeen sus patas. Inexpugnable como una fortaleza, sutil en su andar como un ciervo precavido. Camina la casa caminante sin necesidad de un camino.
Tres personajes particulares conviven en ella. El viejo sabio, conocedor de las escrituras mecánicas y alquimias antiguas, que la construyo, vestido con pesadas túnicas luce una frondosa barba blanca que asegura nunca a tocado el filo de un metal. Vive para y por sus estudios, y solo se detiene para comer alguna vitualla.
El enano, traficante de pociones, medicinas y sustancias, que ha tomado para si el más alto de los altillos, cuyo carácter irascible solo es comparable a la más exitosa de las sustancias explosivas que comercia. Su enojo y su cara de pocos amigos permanente, solo cede ante la dulzura de la tercera de la casa.
Es la joven que endulza sus vidas, cuya edad se desconoce y parece nunca cambiar. Hermosa como el primer día de primavera, se ocupa de sus dos compañeros y las tareas de la casa Le gusta cantar pero siempre y aunque intente cambiarlo, termina con la misma e hipnótica canción que no recuerda haber aprendido nunca. Viste largas y permanentes faldas que ocultan dos patas de cabra con la que ha sido maldecida y que la averguenzan.
El curioso artefacto camina de dia y al caer la noche detiene su andar dando descanso a los oídos de quienes la ven avanzar. Las manadas de lobos que han invadido el paisaje la rodean tratando de cortarles el paso pero la casa caminante los ignora. Las bestias lo han cambiado todo llevando a los humanos a refugiarse tras altísimos muros y vivir confinados y llenos de temor. Pero la casa conecta aquellos puntos sin que nada le afecte mientras ven como el paisaje cambia a su alrededor dia con dia llevando comercio y conocimiento a cada refugio humano. Viendo salir el sol que los pone en marcha en cada nuevo horizonte y viendo llegar la noche de igual manera, cuando el último chorro de vapor tiñe sus oxidadas articulaciones antes del reparador sueño de sus coloridos pasajeros.
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bumblewarden · 1 year
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Ooooo actually what if Novhen's sandy voice is also related to his childhood smallpox?
He already has the pockmarked cheeks, and even if i don't know if smallpox can leaving lasting scars in the throat in such a way that they will affect voice, smallpox can still for sure appear in the throat
Like yes, there's also just elements of his natural personality and voice, but the smallpox is not smoothing things
But also also, what if this bout of smallpox was the same plague that killed Shianni's mother? We don't know if they meant plague as in Yersinia pestis or general widespread disease anyway, but it's certainly possible they meant the latter. It's more fun if it's the latter
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mollypaints · 2 years
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Here's where we are with the new project (on a very bad suede background lmao) and like I was SO feeling it but then The Doubt kicked in so I'm giving it a break for the night and hoping I have better luck when I work on it tomorrow
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opens-up-4-nobody · 2 years
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#my brain is not very good at solidifying concepts so im just going rant a bit until i can made sense to myself#the conception and evolution of life is so fucking cazy. its a self assembling machine. building and building and building#without direction. traits flow like a river. branching. halting. repurposing parts for new adaptations#what we see now was not the goal. what u see is an assemblage of traits that avaided death#the creatures u see are not always reflective of their total evolutionary history. somtimes the organisms that survive originate from the#group of weirdos compared to their sister species. the freak survives to confuse paleontologists#paleontology has infinity elevated my appreciation for the study of animals and plants. ive never been very interested in either but the#way they change over time. the creeping of traits. animals are organic machines of flesh and blood. i cant not see them that way. ive been#watching dissection videos and the complexity. the way theyre structured. skin and muscle and viscera all working in perfect order until#theyre not. robust and impossibly fragile. and they came to be as they are by the tumble of genetics thru history. a record of which we#have below our feet. pressed flat. years and years and years. and all that started with a tiny assemblage of molecules that didnt even take#that long to manifest on this plant in the grand scheme of things. it seems impossible that life couldnt be common under the right#conditions. there's so much we'll never kno. we have a limited record but with what we have we can see so much#its just so... its so fucking profoundly interesting. leaning abt paleontology has profoundly changed how i see the world. im so fucking#glad i started listening to common decent bc its warmed my fingers just a tiny bit and i was so so cold. im still cold#im so tired. my brain is exhausting. i wish it understood that if i slept for more than like 4hrs i could focus better#bc i wanted to spend my weekend learning. not stuck in a fog making myself miserable. and yet i dont let myself sleep. i could if i tried#but my brain wont let me try. in my cells is a history of life for a single lineage. my Brain is so remarkablely complex that its capable#of self awareness. introspection. and the intentional inflation of pain upon itself and it's host body#robust but fragile. another aspect of life i find most interesting is where things start to break down. what are the limit?#at what point do things start to come unspooled? and why? what does that say about our history?#sometimes i have a thought thats very unproductive. we humans are destroying the planet. our actions will and have perpetuated vast amounts#of suffering and death. but at the same time life has crept around so much death and suffering. a world without us would continue to#proliferate. we cant kill literally everything. something will survive to stretch across the surface of rhe earth once we're gone. change#continuing. unproductive as i said but also somehow comforting. a nearly empty world filled with now useless information abd only things#tbat creep and crawl. or thats what i like to think. we could prob kill everything if we tried#complex brains capable of infinite destruction#unrelated
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custer-mp3 · 2 years
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i did half my pages today and i know i should feel good about it cuz i’m still trying to relearn how to do them at all so HALF OF THEM IN ONE DAY IS A SERIOUS ACCOMPLISHMENT but god i’m just mad it wasn’t all of them
i’m also still mad that i’m having to relearn and rebuild a new visual lexicon and like....what My Art looks like. nothing is without a great deal of effort anymore and it feels like not enough for the amount of effort that goes into it lmao
it used to be so much fun to make a new kind of page or hit on a cool new idea but EVERYTHING feels new but also like i’ve been there before & i already KNOW but can’t access the data so it’s really jarring not to recognize it 
if this is what alzheimers is gonna be like just throw me in the fucking river when i turn fifty i don’t wanna do it
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monikahmakes · 7 days
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Recently: organic shapes from dips and drips.
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palipunk · 2 years
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Palestine Masterlist 
Introduction to Palestine: 
Decolonize Palestine:
Palestine 101
Rainbow washing 
Frequently asked questions 
Myths 
IMEU (Institute for Middle East Understanding):
Quick Facts - The Palestinian Nakba 
The Nakba and Palestinian Refugees 
The Gaza Strip
The Palestinian catastrophe (Al-Nakba)
Al-Nakba (documentary)
The Hundred Years’ War on Palestine: A History of Settler Colonialism and Resistance, 1917-2017 (book)
The Ethnic Cleansing of Palestine (book)
Nakba Day: What happened in Palestine in 1948? (Article)
The Nakba did not start or end in 1948 (Article)
Donations and charities: 
Al-Shabaka
Electronic Intifada 
Adalah Justice Project 
IMEU Fundraiser 
Medical Aid for Palestinians 
Palestine Children’s Relief Fund 
Addameer
Muslim Aid
Palestine Red Crescent
Gaza Mutual Aid Patreon
Books:
A New Critical Approach to the History of Palestine
The Idea of Israel: A History of Power and Knowledge
Hidden Histories: Palestine and the Eastern Mediterranean
The Balfour Declaration: Empire, the Mandate and Resistance in Palestine
Queer Palestine and the Empire of Critique
From Haven to Conquest: Readings in Zionism and the Palestine Problem until 1948
Captive Revolution - Palestinian Women's Anti-Colonial Struggle within the Israeli Prison System
Palestine: A Four Thousand Year History
Except for Palestine: The Limits of Progressive Politics
Before Their Diaspora: A Photographic History of The Palestinians 1876-1948
The Battle for Justice in Palestine Paperback
Uncivil Rites: Palestine and the Limits of Academic Freedom
Palestine Rising: How I survived the 1948 Deir Yasin Massacre
The Transformation of Palestine: Essays on the Origin and Development of the Arab-Israeli Conflict
A Land Without a People: Israel, Transfer, and the Palestinians 1949-1996
The Iron Cage: The Story of the Palestinian Struggle for Statehood
A History of Modern Palestine: One Land, Two Peoples
Where Now for Palestine?: The Demise of the Two-State Solution
Terrorist Assemblages - Homonationalism in Queer Times
Militarization and Violence against Women in Conflict Zones in the Middle East
The one-state solution: A breakthrough for peace in the Israeli-Palestinian deadlock
The Persistence of the Palestinian Question: Essays on Zionism and the Palestinians
Fateful Triangle: The United States, Israel and the Palestinians
The False Prophets of Peace: Liberal Zionism and the Struggle for Palestine
Ten myths about Israel
Blaming the Victims: Spurious Scholarship and the Palestinian Question
Israel and its Palestinian Citizens - Ethnic Privileges in the Jewish State
Palestinians in Israel: Segregation, Discrimination and Democracy
Greater than the Sum of Our Parts: Feminism, Inter/Nationalism, and Palestine
Palestine Hijacked 
Palestinian Culture:
Mountain against the Sea: Essays on Palestinian Society and Culture
Palestinian Costume
Traditional Palestinian Costume: Origins and Evolution
Tatreez & Tea: Embroidery and Storytelling in the Palestinian Diaspora
Embroidering Identities: A Century of Palestinian Clothing (Oriental Institute Museum Publications)
The Palestinian Table (Authentic Palestinian Recipes)
Falastin: A Cookbook
Palestine on a Plate: Memories from My Mother's Kitchen
Palestinian Social Customs and Traditions
Palestinian Culture before the Nakba
Tatreez & Tea (Website)
The Traditional Clothing of Palestine
The Palestinian thobe: A creative expression of national identity
Embroidering Identities:A Century of Palestinian Clothing
Palestine Traditional Costumes
Palestine Family 
Palestinian Costume
Encyclopedia of World Dress and Fashion, v5: Volume 5: Central and Southwest Asia
Tent Work in Palestine: A Record of Discovery and Adventure
Documentaries, Films, and Video Essays:
Jenin, Jenin
Born in Gaza
GAZA 
Wedding in Galilee 
Omar
5 Broken Cameras
OBAIDA
Indigeneity, Indigenous Liberation, and Settler Colonialism (not entirely about Palestine, but an important watch for indigenous struggles worldwide - including Palestine)
Edward Said - Reflections on Exile and Other Essays
Palestine Remix: 
AL NAKBA
Gaza Lives On
Gaza we are coming
Lost cities of Palestine 
Stories from the Intifada 
Last Shepherds of the Valley
Voices from Gaza
Muhammad Smiry
Najla Shawa
Nour Naim
Wael Al dahdouh
Motaz Azaiza
Ghassan Abu Sitta
Refaat Alareer (murdered by Israel - 12/7/2023. Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un)
Plestia Alaqad
Bisan Owda
Ebrahem Ateef
Mohammed Zaanoun
Doaa Mohammad
Hind Khoudary
Palestinian Voices, Organizations, and News 
Boycott Divest and Sanction (BDS)
Defense for Children in Palestine
Palestine Legal 
Palestine Action
Palestine Action US
United Nations relief and works for Palestinian refugees in the Middle East (UNRWA)
National Students for Justice in Palestine (SJP)
Times of Gaza
Middle East Eye
Middle East Monitor
Mohammed El-Kurd
Muna El-Kurd 
Electronic Intifada 
Dr. Yara Hawari 
Mariam Barghouti
Omar Ghraieb
Steven Salaita
Noura Erakat
The Palestinian Museum N.G.
Palestine Museum US
Artists for Palestine UK 
Eye on Palestine 
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miisfits-toys · 10 months
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hi hi r u perhaps a fan on the game "smile for me"? i feel like you'd really like the game and yugo limbo's artstyle :-)
I Am in fact a big fan of Yugo Limbo's work!! I believe I found them just before they started posting about the development of Smile For Me, and have been on the ride since! I've very much been looking forward to their latest endeavors... A copy of BKMN sits lovingly on a bookshelf and I clap my silly hands over GGG development.
Their work has very much been an inspiration for me over the years, as have their own inspirations!! I very much suggest peeking into the things people are into, both for art-style reasons and There's A Lot of Cool Media reasons.
I appreciate you referring their work to me! Thank you and Best Wishes [-:!!
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anantaru · 8 months
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GENSHIN + FONTAINE NEEDS IT BAD
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— ꒰ including ꒱ — neuvillette, wriothesley, lyney, clorinde x fem! reader
— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, rough, teasing owowow, cockwarming, oral (fem! receiving) + oral! (male! receiving), prone bone
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— ꒰ NEUVILLETTE ꒱ + cockwarming
neuvillette was a versatile individual, so .. lets assume— you wanted to try out new things? perhaps, let him dominate you until you're writhing in your sheets, stuffed to the hilt with his cock?
or maybe— just maybe, you craved to cockwarm him while he's occupied with numerous, important work tasks, yet best believe he will take it one hundred percent serious, his fingers gripping against the flesh of your ass until they're turning white because of the pure strength put behind them.
essentially, when you say something, he does it, point. blank.
but be convinced that he will give it his all, just for you, just so he can see your pretty face while you're not moving an inch on top of him, because that’s it— now, neuvillette has to edge himself on to not cum inside, well, how fucking hilarious that he doesn't even need to run his cock inside your sore walls to near an orgasm, he can just have it buried deep in your soft pussy, bright lust coursing through his veins, sweat dripping from his forehead in doltish globules, arousal from your ruined cunt dirtying his slacks, but it's so worth it, and it's so wet and soft when you frantically throb around his erection, if only he could actually concentrate on his work load now.
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— ꒰ WRIOTHESLEY ꒱ + prone bone
wriothesley was taunting you, his breath hot against your trembling shoulders, and he was fiercely alluring in his ethereal mannerism—but even a strong, well-built man such as him melts immediately whenever the moments of intimacy were delicate beneath the contour of his body, materialized in a light assemblage of lust. 
he connects your bodies quickly, his large hands falling down against your back as you're perking your ass up, feeling how your juices were slowly soaking his cock— a reaction he should have gotten used by now but if he was being honest with himself, he could never get used to it, not even a little.
unrestrictedly intoxicating on how fucking good and tight it felt whenever you clench your cunt on him, not to mention in a position like that, you're all the more tighter and sore, and he feels you better as he becomes more sensitive himself.
you squish your face against the pillow now, saliva pooling down the splits of your lips as you moan wetly over each sharp thrust of his, desperately panting when you clench down again at him, giving it your all, and he's so big, it's crazy, you're shaking all over as your toes curl inwards at the impact of his skin contracts and smacks on your own, wrapping your arms around the tear-soaked pillow to brace yourself and receive his tasty blows.
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— ꒰ LYNEY ꒱ + blowjob
there’s not a single doubt that hearing your handsome boyfriend lyney moan your name in a transparent reaction of what you did to him, was mouth watering— because of how you're letting him roll his hips into your mouth till he's hitting your throat, it's quite surreal, indescribable.
"mmh, you feel so good", lyney litters his hands over your head to guide you, smirking brightly, barely parting from your honeyed mouth, burning desire trickling into his blood at a dangerous instance when you plant one palm against his shaft, drawing him out of your mouth almost entirely but keeping the tip in as you fist his length while hollowing your cheeks at the tip.  
he really wants it so badly right now, his day had mostly been utterly strenuous and demanding, and with that being said— let alone fucking you was making him throb in your mouth, fantasizing about the warmth he would taste later—the little tightness of your pussy swallowing him and gushing of his cum.
archons, lyney believes he's cumming already, and you only just had started pushing him back into your mouth, lips stretching over his pink tip as your sneaky tongue rolls over his dick, spreading the wetness while he's humping your mouth faster, closer to his climax, rolling his hips until he simply cannot take it anymore, it's futile and he was aware of that, throwing his head back as you bring him to a mind-numbing orgasm.
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— ꒰ CLORINDE ꒱ + face sitting
every whimper that bubbles wetly from clorinde's pretty lips, in combination with her eyes rolling in the back of her head— you can feel it on your cunt as you're riding her tongue without a single edge of going slow, because speaking frankly— she needs you to be rough with her.
clorinde wouldn't pull you away to even breathe a little either, she keeps you strongly peeled on her famished, craving mouth, and it's utterly mesmerizing to see her that way, especially with her kitty licking flicks on your clit, the roughened rounds of her tongue on your addictive little core that she clearly cannot get enough of, even if she tried.
you're so tasty, and it hurts, yes, it aches when you aren't riding her face properly.
just to feel your hips twitch under her palms, she would do anything, keeping you drawn to her mouth as you're holding onto the wooden headboard, throwing your head back as you're wiggling your hips, writhing and licking your parted lips when you're holding her by her silken hair, practically grinding her face over your wet pussy and receiving her guttural moans like rough blows on your core.
you're cantering down your hips to meet the thrust of her sloppy tongue in and out of you as she's precisely targetting your dripping hole, swallowing down your gooey slick as it wraps around the tip of her wet muscle like a vice, barely parting from your sweetened taste— continuing to languidly stroke your insides and pressing up against the sore, bubbling spots where the last destination was harboring, one before you're releasing all on her face.
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abesarsapos · 2 years
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Sigueme en mi canal para ver tutoriales de como hacer tu propio scratchbuild con basura resciclada.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSxeduUla7dnSnKb0vLeWBw
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