venort:

reallybadblackoutpoems:

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imagination (1963) - harold ordway rugg

“chekhovs cat / schrödingers razor / occams gun”

Chekov’s Cat: if you see a cat in the first act, it will probably be relevant later. (example: Alien)

Shrodinger’s razor: an unopened box may or may not contain the solution to the story; there’s no way to know without opening it. (example: Monk)

Occam’s gun: the simplest way to kill off a character is to shoot them. (example: Bambi)

vonkarn:

vonkarn:

vonkarn:

kitten, stop fucking around and tell daddy where you hid his prozac or daddy’s gonna add another ‘hey there delilah’ to the sex playlist

why do you guys only like my bad posts

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hi prev i read all my tags anyway my wife watches house and she says you’re right

iwilleatyourenglish:

iwilleatyourenglish:

hi just so you know the media and internet lied to you.

being a bitch isn’t cool, being unkind isn’t tough, and aspiring to be petty is sad.

life is really really hard and the only way we’re gonna get through it with a little bit of joy is together.

enjoying hurting people’s feelings is a sign of deep unhappiness and i hope one day you can heal and spend your time loving the people who deserve it and getting away from the ones who don’t

lou-the-naga-queen:

nimthirial:

ganymedecatamitus:

flip-this-table:

ms-demeanor:

jhelenoftrek:

phoenix:

electronicgallery:

mazarinedrake:

babyorchidaceae:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

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I’m very excited for my latest craft experiment, where I rhythmically slap sale rank oil paint onto a canvas and I see how long it takes to dry so that I can finally touch the paint textures I stare at so longingly in museums. 12 hours in, still wet. I am beginning to think this might take longer than I thought which you can imagine is quite a burden, as I am absolutely horned up to rub this paint.

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You guys sound like you know what you’re talking about but I’m gonna touch it every twenty minutes just to be sure

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I’ve put this canvas to age in the basement like a fine wine, along another recent masterpiece of mine “I put the paint on me hand and I slap the canvas like a bongo”

Paint slapped on 6/9, as of 6/22 (I mean actually it was a couple days ago but I didn’t fully check the dryness then so I can’t be sure):

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It is rubbery feeling and the peaks of paint move when you flick them. The texture is not at ALL what I expected tbh and it makes me excited to try a different experiment, thick brush strokes, you know, those mad thicc ones that swirl real good

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Here’s an additional shot with my coffee cup for a further sense of scale so people will understand that these canvases are small and therefore stop sending me asks about my supposedly gorilla sized hands, you bastards, you rotten bastards scared of the hands your minds gave me

I don’t know shit about art but isn’t this like a great example of art that pushes the boundaries of what art is? Like you’ve got your canvas with paint on it, but your reason for putting the paint there is totally different than why most people put paint on stuff. It’s like a study on texture or something.

Agreed, this is really cool and also I love the fact that you really wanted to touch some paint, so you just went out and bought a bunch of paint and made your own painting for touching purposes. That’s striking me as really really cool right now for reasons I can’t entirely articulate. 

For reference: Really thick paint on a piece of art is called impasto. Another really fun way to do it is with a painting knife: you can make each stroke SUPER SMOOTH like cake icing, but with visible, touchable texture between the strokes.

More impasto:

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art by Jan Ironside, who does THICK IMPASTO FLOWERS THAT I SO WANT TO TOUCH

You LITERALLY sat down to watch paint dry…

Museums should have stuff like this on display JUST so you can touch it. With a sign like, “Feel me up! I won’t alarm!”

make good art

Only thing about thick impasto is that the paint can get a bit sharp sometimes. Like, I’ve cut my hand on dried impasto paint because the paint stroke was that pointed. -.-;

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Every reply on this post is delightful

sorry this is not relevant at all but ive seen this post many times and EVERY SINGLE TIME “ stop sending me asks about my supposedly gorilla sized hands, you bastards, you rotten bastards scared of the hands your minds gave me” makes me spiral ive never laughed so hard thank you

This entire thread is wonderful. What better reason to create art than pure human curiosity? 🥰

panidanya:

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bdubs last life

starglowwos:

is there any actual confirmation that the secret keeper assigns tasks randomly? because i’m not convinced

so—at the very least, the secret keeper knows who a task is being assigned to. we know this because tasks can involve specific other players. skizz needing to stay near gem, tango needing to get scar to talk about star wars, mumbo needing to become etho’s best friend. if the secret keeper didn’t know who they were giving a task to, someone could get a task involving themselves

but beyond that, the tasks still feel like they’re personalized, to me

both grian and mumbo getting pun making tasks, when they’re both essentially inseperable

grian needing to move front doors, when stealing them was his whole thing in hermitcraft season 7

martyn, the least confident in his building abilities on the server, getting a building task, and then needing to get it burnt down next session

both of scar’s session one tasks being nickname related

mumbo needing to become best friends with etho when mumbo still fanboys over him

skizz needing to stay near specifically gem

bdubs, a builder, getting a task to build something incredibly uncomfortable

joel being the one to get the task to plug the life merch

…like. they just feel personalized. and i don’t think it’s ever been confirmed that they’re randomly assigned. i’m not convinced they are

little-klng:

i think kids online should really get back to making internetsonas instead of whatever fuckshit this is with putting their entire real faces, names, ages, and such everywhere. you’re not gonna realize how nice internet privacy is until you dont have it anymore and no chance at getting it back. make up a guy and a name and just be that online. make up conflicting details about your completely made up backstory. make a fursona or something

omgs:

whitegirlsaintshit:

i the snail.

everybody here is perfect

duckdotcom:

changelingsrule:

duckdotcom:

you have to dig a hole in your living room, for easy access to the labyrinthine cave systems below rich with valuable minerals and skeletons who hate you. minecraft has taught me this much

I thought this was about living in Paris.

same thing basically

ampervadasz:

Unmute !