just wanted to thank fandom, and in particular everybody who has ever let me a long heartfelt comment on my fic, because experiencing that as a creator of things has made me realize i myself am going through life as a coward. not only has your commenting materially changed me & encouraged me to write, but it has also made me change how i engage with all kinds of art because i cannot un-learn how powerful those kinds of comments can be.

i went to a show on the weekend and loved a band - big enough to tour nationally, small enough to be the opener at a $20 bar show. we chatted and i bought merch and it was perfectly lovely but i’d listened to their album since getting tickets and have come to love it in a much more specific and personal way than “awesome set, you guys were great”

in the past i would not have done anything with these feelings, and if i shared them with anyone it would have been my friends - certainly not the band. but instead i wrote them a long and earnest message the next day. embarrassing! horrible! but knowing what it has meant to me to receive such a message made me push through it and hit send even while wanting to pitch myself into a pit of personal mortification.

but what do you know, lo and behold, shocking no one except the cop and coward in my head, the lead singer replied thanking me, and talked more about their plans and music, in an even longer wall of text.

it’s things like this that keep me going as an artist, he said. thank you again, my heart is so full

anyways, so is mine, thinking of all the people who have told me exactly how something i shared made them feel, and made me confront how pointless and miserly it is to sit on my feelings and gratitude just because i am shy of showing them; what a sad dead end for the transformative touch of creation, when it could be reflected right back into the heart of the person who reached out into your guts in the first place.

here’s to those who keep it all going, and in doing so, spread it to the rest of us, rolling outward and outward, filling up hearts.

Life magazine, September 28, 1928. Cover art by Russell Patterson.

Photo: Condé Nast  Store

the bottom of the museum of human history

#oh man. I am in love with this image.#the idea of a museum with this at the heart of it? the slope down to it?#that you have to unravel the past like a skein of thread as you travel deeper and and deeper backwards in time#to this. the first fire. the way it illuminated the painted walls; the way the aurochs leapt with the flames#ah. perfect. (via @notbecauseofvictories)

valentina1121li

It's Make A Terrible Comic Day again

Thanks to everyone's encouragement alien boyfriend gave it a try and found love

May we all be so lucky

on survival

the beauty of life

rockin out in the void

Beatrice for the new year

inprnt store (X)

looks inside procrastination -> it's anxiety -> looks inside anxiety -> it's fear -> looks inside fear -> it's shame

Surely these circumstances will improve with additional shame

looks inside procrastination -> it's anxiety -> looks inside anxiety -> it's fear -> looks inside fear -> it's shame

Surely these circumstances will improve with additional shame

revisited this amv i started 4ever ago n finished it up at the beginning of last month !! cub has such a special place in my heart, wish i had time 2 animate all their songs </3

(ps the quality here is intentional, but theres a high res version + lotsa process stuff on my patreon if that interests any1)