"I need to stop starting fandom projects so I stop disappointing people."

Stop treating yourself like you are the workers at a fast food franchise.

Your writing is a hobby, don't let it turn into a source of guilt, shame and frustration instead of a source of joy.

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Guys.

Y’all.

I…

I just. I just… i have discovered something. And I have laughed too much. I have laughed every time I have tried to explain it to someone. I cannot get through this.

Look. Okay.

There are two things you need to know, here.

First: There’s a style of Greek pottery that was popular during the Hellenic period, for which most of the surviving examples are from southern Italy. We call them ‘fish plates’ because, well, they’re plates, and they’re decorated with fish (and other marine life).

Like this one, currently in the Met:

Or this one, currently in the Cleveland Museum of Art:

They’re very cool. We’re not 100% sure what they were for, because most of the surviving ones were found as grave goods, but that’s a different post.

The second thing you need to know is that when we (Classics/archaeology/whatever as a discipline) have a collection of artefacts, like vases, sculptures, paintings, etc. and we do not know the name of the artist, but we’re pretty sure one artist made X, Y and Z artefacts, we come up with a name for that artist. There are a whole bunch of things that could be the source for the name, e.g. where we found most of their work (The Dipylon Master) or the potter with whom they worked (the Amasis Painter), a favourite theme (The Athena Painter), the Museum that ended up with the most famous thing they did (The Berlin Painter) or a notable aspect of their style. Like, say, The Eyebrow Painter.

Guess what kind of pottery the Eyebrow Painter made?

from Yasica, Puerto Plata by JP Infante

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In the first Hades game by Supergiant, we play as Zagreus (male) and we are able to dash to avoid enemies attack.

In its sequel, Hades II, we play as Melinoe (female), Zagreus' sister, and we are now able to not only dash, but sprint by holding down the dash button, which allows us to gain new moves associated with sprinting.

In the first Hollow Knight game by Team Cherry, we play as an unnamed protagonist commonly referred to as the Knight (agender at creation) and we are able to dash to avoid enemies attack.

In its sequel, Hollow Knight: Silksong, we play as Hornet (female), the Knight's sister, and we are now able to not only dash, but sprint by holding down the dash button, which allows us to gain new moves associated with sprinting.

From this we can infer 2 things:

Eye Contact

1973 Oasis Water Cooler Advertising Detail From the June, 1973 issue of Architectural Record Magazine (via: archive.org)

This is very important and you all need to see it right now

SHIMP

Oat milk is made by milking goats and then putting the milk through a fine filter to extract all the "G"s

I heard thats where they get the "G"s for cell phone service

And the ones that don't get approved for cell phones, go into roller coaster forces

Young people, please stop assuming that older people in your field are inherently the enemy. Yes, in some circumstances, new leadership and new ideas are good. But someone being older doesn’t inherently mean you don’t agree on many positions or that you don’t have something to learn from them as well. Environmental leaders from the 60s, 70s and earlier have been fighting the same fight we are now fighting for much longer - what we’re seeing now is not ‘unprecedented’, it’s just that people in their 20s have not lived to see it before.

these tags are an awesome expansion on my point. 100% this - progress is not uniquely linked to youth. we are all working and learning together.

Byte Magazine Volume 06 Number 08 - Smalltalk

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Absol (2024) - Illustration Contest Top 300 Illustrator: Sen

Sony WM-3500SP Whoopee Series transparent (1994)

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The love stories in the original Phantom of the Opera novel are endearing because they're wholesome and innocent in a genre where you'd expect the opposite. The aristocrat who has a passion for an opera singer is a salacious cliche--but here, it's the sweet and innocent story of Raoul reconnecting with a childhood friend.

The Phantom threatens and tortures and gaslights and kidnaps in his pursuit of Christine's love, but his interest is surprisingly sexless. He's not a dark Gothic rapist. He loves Christine's beauty, yes, but for all his grand operatic performances, all his talk of "emotion that burns", his image of marriage doesn't mention the marriage bed. His dream is having a wife he can take to the park on Sundays and entertain with his ventriloquism during long evenings in the drawing room. He wants someone who is willing to endure his company.

The kiss that inspires him to release her and Raoul isn't a make-out session initiated by Christine--it's just that she allows him to kiss her forehead. The telling line is the Phantom weeping about how "my own mother wouldn't let me kiss her." It's not so much that he wants romantic intimacy--he just wants human touch. He just wanted someone to accept the love he offered. The moment he has that, he doesn't need anything else.

Amid all the dark and crazy exotic Gothic chaos of the rest of the story, it's surprisingly sweet to find such simple pictures of love at the center.