wellreadtimelady:

This is my gif for the art assignment. I couldn’t live without my eyes. I need them to observe the world and its beauty. Also I need them to watch Netflix and read books.

wellreadtimelady:

This is my gif for the art assignment. I couldn’t live without my eyes. I need them to observe the world and its beauty. Also I need them to watch Netflix and read books.

hazydublinten:

Art assignment #3: An intimate, Indispensable GIF

I looked through my gif tag on this blog and the art blog and I realized how many of my gifs are selfies or drawn self-portraits.*  Self-portraits are an essential act for me, something I’ve been doing forever. Selfies (as photos) are a new fad, but they fit really easily with the rest of my art. Self-portraits deal with narcissism and insecurity, which i feel are big issues for me as an artist.  Why do i spend this much time on art?, who am i helping? and what does the world really look like? Making art feels selfish sometimes, and when trying to understand what the world looks like, my face seems like a good place to start.

*1 2 3 4 5 (there’s probably others)

The first time you invited me into your bed, my velocity increased tenfold until we were rocking away, our mouths forming equations against papery skin and penciled-in spine. You see, neglecting air resistance (which, trust me, there was no resistance), all bodies fall with the same constant acceleration, so I had good reason to believe you were falling like me, all twisted hair and crooked smiles. Galileo discovered both this and the stars and, with your galaxy eyes, I’m beginning to think the two must be related. I could think of nothing to do, when I was wrapped around you, equator hugging earth, other than to blow out my cigarette smoke and comment “I’d stay here forever, you know – I could stay here at rest.” You smiled, but you didn’t understand that nothing could make me move from that spot, you had my inertia down to less-than-zero with your ink-stained hands and I had screeched to a halt with my insides burning, with the velocity and the friction all at war from falling so fast. I’ve learned that, when two objects interact, the force exerted on them is equal and opposite, but it was our experiments in fucking and falling that got me hoping that maybe Newton was wrong on that one and there was nothing opposite in your blistered lips and hungry tongue. We were so much more than gravitation.
What I’m trying to say, without the calculations, is –
let’s do it again sometime.

Love Letter From A Physicist | d.a.s (via backshelfpoet)

mechanical-jewel:

doctornerdington:

beggars-opera:

I’ve seen a few fashion posts trying to expand the “Marie Antoinette is not Victorian” rant, but this stuff can get complicated, so here is a semi-comprehensive list so everyone knows exactly when all of these eras were.

Please note that this is very basic and that there are sometimes subcategories (especially in the 17th century, Jacobean, Restoration, etc).

Handy, basic visual reference tool.

Then it becomes The Great War, inter-war, The War, The Cold War, the “holy shit not that much war this decade”, and The War on Terror.

dr-archeville:

hufflepuffsquee:

dangerous-ladies:

escortcube:

You will address me as Captain or Ma’am by Ryoko-demon

It is so exceptionally hard to pull off that cartoony look, but this chick like… knocked it out of the park. Perfection.

OH MY GOD THIS COSPLAYER 





seriously JUST BROWSE HER GALLERY

Hollywood: “But we can’t make the costumes look like they do in the comic books or cartoons!  It’s too unrealistic!”
Me: “Lies!”
Hollywood: “It won’t look right!”
Me: “LIES!”
Hollywood: “Fans demand realism!”
Me: "YOU SIT ON A THRONE OF LIIIEEESSS!!!!!"

dr-archeville:

hufflepuffsquee:

dangerous-ladies:

escortcube:

You will address me as Captain or Ma’am by Ryoko-demon

It is so exceptionally hard to pull off that cartoony look, but this chick like… knocked it out of the park. Perfection.

OH MY GOD THIS COSPLAYER 

Untouchable by Ryoko-demon

Just follow your heart by Ryoko-demon

Crazy winter by Ryoko-demon

Where are You, Pikachu? by Ryoko-demon

My ferngully by Ryoko-demon

seriously JUST BROWSE HER GALLERY

Hollywood: “But we can’t make the costumes look like they do in the comic books or cartoons!  It’s too unrealistic!”

Me: “Lies!”

Hollywood: “It won’t look right!”

Me: “LIES!”

Hollywood: “Fans demand realism!”

Me: "YOU SIT ON A THRONE OF LIIIEEESSS!!!!!"