Untitled by Zdzislaw Beksinski, 1974

Kirkwall

That was part of commish for one DA fan. I was inspired by image of this mighty city from DA:2, towering on a great mountain, at the foot of which splaches Waking sea...

i got to work on zevran for the ardent blossom zine!

you can get a pdf copy and other things like postcards and stickers here: [link]

Marlene wants you to draw her like one of your French girls

I tried my best!

Hope I did Marlene Justice!!!

OMG!! Marlene is so flattered! So impressed! You made her look exactly as beautiful as she is. Marlene loves your gorgeous portrait of her (and the team is pretty darn fond of it too!!!)

the most disorienting thing thats ever happened to me was when a linguistics major stopped in the middle of our conversation, looked me in the eye, and said, "you have a very interesting vernacular. were you on tumblr in 2014?" and i had to just stand there and process that one for a good ten seconds

#i was in a car with a linguist i had never met before the car trip and like half an hour in he looked at me#after i finished describing a geology thing that was happening out the window and asked if i'd ever spent much time on tumblr#the fuckor of it all#and then we spent six more hours driving#it sure does leave linguistic markers! i'm not sure i'm good with it (tags via @thoughtsformtheuniverse)

it is one thing to be a linguist and another to be a linguist who knows enough of 2010s Tumblr to spot one of its enjoyers

Oh! @meret118 see above comment! The use of the word "enjoyers" instead of "users" or "bloggers" -> You left a comment a while back asking, "Does this just mean vocabulary words? Other than blorbo and sweet cinnamon roll etc, I can't think of what a Tumblr accent would be." I almost never see anyone use the word "enjoyer" anywhere outside of tumblr, but I see it on tumblr fairly frequently.

Another one is the verb "perceive" i.e. "don't perceive me" "I am perceiving" "I am being percieved." That's something that feels very specific to tumblr parlance.

There's the thing where people on tumblr have an emotional reaction to something and instead of, or in addition to telling you how they feel about it using emotion words, they will narrate a fictional action in the present progressive tense. "I am gnawing at the bars of my enclosure "I am kissing you on the mouth" "you are going into the soup" "you are getting all of the awards"

I once saw someone use that response format in ... I think it was a restaurant review, or a doordash review, or something like that. It was very unexpected seeing it outside of a tumblr post.

There are a lot of other tumblr linguistic quirks I can't currently remember off the top of my head, but I'll instantly recognize them if I see/hear them outside of tumblr. It's always a bit startling to see them out of context.

when I was in university one of my modules was about internet slang and for our grades project we had to compile and analyse a small database of 100 words used by a specific community of our choice. I chose tumblr and that's how I stumbled across Gretchen McCulloch's research and discovered that yes not only did tumblr have its own vernacular and syntax (as @lierdumoa demonstrates), it was at the time a crucible of slang and memes probably unrivalled by any other part of the internet. and it's stayed that way! even the very title is McCulloch's book because internet is an example of this specific phraseology.

sadly my project is lost due to the website being wiped from the university database after graduation and my then laptop having a major hardware failure. backup your backups people! but the crux of the entire module was that the internet is full of communities using language not only as jargon for specific purpose but also to signal membership in said community. I even wrote a bit about non capitalisation and punctuation useage as a visual cue on tumblr and how including information in the reblog body or the tags indicated different levels of importance or intimacy of thought

I am holding the side of your face and looking deep in your eyes and telling you that love is stored in the syntax, and that we are rotating words together all at once as we all nod at their new and baffling meanings. if the devils sacrament be tumblr then the devils gospel is our collective voice. thanks for coming to my tedtalk

I am being perceived.

#don't be suspicious.gif 🎵

What was your first source of portable music? Walkman? CD player with headphones? MP3 Player? iPod? Phone? 

This is currently doing numbers on the hell site.

as i approach the end of my lease im reminded of this beautiful fixture in my home

thank you, landlords, for everything you do.

im not sure what it is you do, but you make significantly more money than me so it must be something, right?

the 3 rules of enjoying Any fandom are 1. follow everyone who you find funny 2. block everyone who you find annoying 3. when you like someone's art tell them

Update: Miss Caulfield and Other Bad Ideas, Chapter 7

Warren launched right into the problem set, his tone chipper and patient in that I’m used to dealing with idiots but I’m still gonna smile through it way. He scribbled equations across the whiteboard, talking about refraction indices, angular deviation, and wave interference like any of it made sense. The guy couldn’t have been more than five, maybe six years older than them, but he acted like some ancient physics sage looking down from Olympus on the two idiot undergrads.

What made it all worse was Hayden, who kept asking the same questions — in slightly different wording — like he was stuck in some weed-induced feedback loop.

“So, wait,” Hayden said for the third time, leaning forward with his pen dangling between his fingers, “if light bends when it enters water, does that mean it’s technically, like, slower underwater?”

Warren pinched the bridge of his nose but still smiled. “Yeah, that’s… that’s literally the whole point of refraction. The speed of light changes depending on the medium, but—”

“Right, right, yeah,” Hayden cut in, nodding slowly. “But then, like… why?”

Nathan watched Warren’s polite expression crack for just half a second. The guy looked like he wanted to bang his head against the board. He sighed through his nose, rubbing his temple. “Because— okay, look, remember what I just told you? Remember how I said that the refractive index of the medium determines the phase velocity—"

To hell with the buddy-buddy bullshit. “Jesus Christ, man, you don’t have to talk to him like that,” Nathan snapped.

Read more here.

so my mom's been clearing out her mom's house in order to sell it and has been gifting me a lot of random odds and ends from it— cut crystal jewelry, rose scented soaps, a brita pitcher, etc— but she also just emptied that house's entire spice cabinet and just dumped it all in a box and brought it to me to pick through bc i do a lot of cooking/baking. and. people. listen. most of it was 5, 10, even 20 years past its expiration date. but nothing could have prepared me for this one tiny tin of white pepper.

NINETEEN EIGHTY NINE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!

Not to put too fine a point on it, but...this pepper has been expired almost as long as I've been alive. I was two when this pepper went bad.

This pepper was presumably purchased during the last two years of the Reagan administration. It expired during George H. W. Bush's first year in office. This pepper went bad within like two months of the Berlin Wall coming down.

The US has fought two entire wars with Iraq since this pepper expired.