I am embarrassed by my ludicrous inability to draw straight vertical lines without help. This is why I was the despair of my Chinese tutor, who once made an ill-advised attempt to teach me calligraphy, and probably almost ripped her hair out in the process.

oh-those-undead-frenchboys:

blogjolras:

you know nothing of Javert

I was born inside a bear

I was born with kangaroos

I know that you fucked Claquesous

(Source: ghostietoad)

http://naturalshocks.tumblr.com/post/100236983833/armalis-sci-fi-episodes-i-want-ships

armalis:

sci-fi episodes i want:

  • ship’s computer crashes due to virus acquired during a porn download from a lower decks ensign
  • firmware update was pushed out to the fleet, has vital error in the clock program that causes every computer to repeat 2300. translators have to explain to the enemy why everyone is an hour late to peace talks.
  • unintelligble message is sent out into the void because someone’s pet cat walked across their keyboard. message is interpreted as a marriage proposal.
  • universal translators break, everyone is reduced to hand gestures
  • viewscreen has dead pixels in the upper left corner, drives the captain a bit bonkers
  • space gps tells us to take a right where we should take a left. plucky recent academy grad on the graveyard shift realizes that this would take us into the sun and makes the course correction. ship’s computer advises her for two hours to make a u-turn when it is safe to do so

aphfandoms:

DO YOU EVER REALISE HOW AMAZING IT IS TO KNOW A SECOND LANGUAGE

LIKE ANY OTHER LANGUAGE IS JUST GIBBERISH BUT SOMEHOW YOU UNDERSTAND THESE DIFFERENT WORDS AND THEY MEAN THINGS AND JUST

LANGUAGES ARE SO FREAKING FASCINATING HOW DO OUR BRAINS EVEN FUNCTION WHAT ARE LANGUAGES

Growing up in a fully multilingual society, I guess I never considered the way we communicated as anything but ordinary until, on my last trip to China, our Beijing tour guide quipped, “You know, what’s amazing about you people isn’t the fact that you all speak at least four languages; it’s that you manage to use all four languages in a single sentence.” It reminded me of the time my Australian cousin told us how she was drifting in and out of our family conversation because she’d catch a word here or a phrase there that she understood, but the rest was just plain gibberish, LOL.

pilferingapples said: *waves* How's the puppy doing? And what's the most notable thing you've ever brought back from a trip?

I’m not even exaggerating. The last one I brought back from China floored me for the better part of three months.

And the puppies (it’s plural. Tali gets very sad if you leave her out ;-) ) are doing fine! - If, by fine, you mean being as a clingy as a pair of limpets.

uirukii said: If you had to have a hoard of something, what would it be?

Watches. WATCHES. (And probably enough arms to wear them on). Especially Hamilton, which - god damn it - keeps coming up with new stuff that causes my wallet to scream.

[I actually do have that XXL Elvis anniversary Ventura already. But hey, add it to the hoard.]

leopreston:

I’m not sure it’ll make my day as much as a pumpkin spice chai tea and a chocolate biscuit would, but, well… I can live a little! XD

And if you catch me in a silly mood, the question might get answered as a doodle. Or something odd. Who knows.

leopreston:

I’m not sure it’ll make my day as much as a pumpkin spice chai tea and a chocolate biscuit would, but, well… I can live a little! XD

And if you catch me in a silly mood, the question might get answered as a doodle. Or something odd. Who knows.

(Source: imsuchapussay)

nisiedrawsstuff:

that time all the amis got together and had an impromptu parade;

also known as that time prouvaire crashed into a garbage pile, bossuet fell off a tandem bike, and courfeyrac ruined enjolras and grantaire’s date.

(it was also the same day that courfeyrac’s dog, carl, took marius for a walk.)

[from left to right: back row is feuilly, joly, bossuet, combeferre, cosette and eponine; middle row is bahorel, enjolras, courfeyrac and grantaire; and prouvaire, carl a dog, and marius in front.]

I love how this just glows with life and movement. :D And somehow, with what Jehan’s wearing, I don’t think crashing into a garbage pile will make any difference in dress style! (…Come to think of it, that might actually improve said style…).

Far’s idea of attempting to join Inktober is to spend half the bloody month working on one damn picture. Pretty sure that’s not how it works…
Anyway, detail of one of the 98 sentry buildings atop the Xi’an City Wall. Because I love old Chinese architecture, that’s why.

0.05mm Micron pen on 300gsm cold pressed felt marked paper.

Far’s idea of attempting to join Inktober is to spend half the bloody month working on one damn picture. Pretty sure that’s not how it works…

Anyway, detail of one of the 98 sentry buildings atop the Xi’an City Wall. Because I love old Chinese architecture, that’s why.

0.05mm Micron pen on 300gsm cold pressed felt marked paper.

Anonymous said: The other day I was at a gallery and overheard a couple talking about how much they hated photorealism. They said some of the things I've seen people say to you here. 'Why not just take a photo' for example. I don't know if you'll see this message but if so could you explain the appeal of photorealism to you personally? I know not everyone likes it but that couple disgusted me and I can't quite pinpoint why. Maybe because I know it takes so much work? No pressure to answer of course. Thanks!

euclase:

Well I suck at Art History 101 but true Photorealism is sort of about making people realize how much they take reality for granted. Like when you walk through a grocery store, and you barely notice the items on the shelves. But if you paint them in meticulously realistic detail and then hang the painting on the wall, suddenly the groceries are Art.

The punch of Photorealism comes from the realization that someone cared enough to paint the boring details. You think you’re seeing a photo, and when you realize it’s a painting, your perspective of the subject changes.

Images are really cheap and easy to come by, and we walk by millions of images every day, and Photorealism is a way that artists remind people that their reality, however mundane, is valuable.

But that’s true genre Photorealism.

I just happen to make art that looks very realistic? I’m not trying to accomplish the same things as the Photorealists. I make fan art, so my goals are really pro-girl-gaze and indulgent, and the fact that it’s photorealistic is almost incidental; that’s just the mode that feels good to me.

But it’s still kind of similar? I like it when people look at my stuff and realize that someone cares about it, you know? Just like Photorealism. But it’s not just the characters or the shows or the movies. I care about myself. This is my gaze, you know? And it’s not just what I see. It’s the fact that I’m seeing, and I’m valuable. So if other people see my stuff and think they’re just as important as I am, then I’ve succeeded.

And it’s really silly maybe, but to me, that’s where fan art crosses paths with fine art. And that’s where it gets exciting. Because it’s like selfie culture. You get all these wildly different people who take society’s boring mainstream gaze (straight white men), and they adjust it for themselves to suit themselves.

OKAY BUT OH MY GOD TL;DR.

I think the reason those people pissed you off is the same reason they always annoy me. Yes, because of the work involved. Yes, because a lot of care gets put into art no matter the style. But also because you have enough empathy to understand that “just copied a photo” is still a choice that someone thought was worth making. And even if you don’t agree with that choice or its outcome, it doesn’t make the choosing any less important.

God that was a book I’m sorry. /flops