trying to tap into the remnants of my tween brain to find the fortitude for editing html of my oncoming website. how did we do this back then.
richie ❧
@willcanmust.bsky.social
writer, artist, chronically shy and out of practice on social media so apologies in advance. adult, may be nsfw. i don't use ai avatar: pieter bruegel the elder. bg: anders zorn
Monthly reminder: Many people have a book in them, but it takes a special kind of freak to leave the Land of Laziness, cross the Plains of Procrastination and Insecurity Mountain, find the Blade of No One Made You Do This, and use it to cut your chest open and yank that book out.
NOTES LOCATED why would anyone ever produce writing via llm when they could have this kind of exhilaration. this drama. of losing your handwritten-at-2am notes from nearly a year prior. lead an exciting life
richie ❧@willcanmust.bsky.social · 2d agoattempt at making peace with the situation OVER i am digging through my 30000000000000 notebooks looking for this one thing because i am so so so sure i wrote it better back then than i ever could now
attempt at making peace with the situation OVER i am digging through my 30000000000000 notebooks looking for this one thing because i am so so so sure i wrote it better back then than i ever could now
richie ❧@willcanmust.bsky.social · 2d agotrying to convince myself that when i write a fairly important passage on a scrap of paper, lose it, forget what i was writing, and then attempt to write the same scene again months later, that my second take will be better than that original i lost rather than some desiccated recollection
trying to convince myself that when i write a fairly important passage on a scrap of paper, lose it, forget what i was writing, and then attempt to write the same scene again months later, that my second take will be better than that original i lost rather than some desiccated recollection
Hermenegildo Anglada Camarasa, Girls of Burriana (Falleras), 1910-1911 (Hispanic Society, New York)
Lupe Velez studies a bust of Hypnos, the Greek god of sleep, in a publicity photo for RKO’s The Half-Naked Truth (1932). #botd
Twice a year, Hawai'i experiences a strange moment where the sun appears to be exactly overhead & anything that is completely vertical casts no shadow. Let's learn about Lāhainā Noon, subsolar points & 'Kau ka lā i ka lolo', meaning "the sun rests on the brains."
Stephen Quiller. View of Dry Gulch. acrylic and casein. 2016.
happy 9th anniversary to the day we watched Zendaya fall madly in love with Tom Holland in real-time
Koitsu Tsuchiya (Japanese, 1870–1949) "Manazuru Harbor at Night", 1936. Woodblock Print, 39 × 26.7 cm. Private Collection. #art #painting #artist #BlueSkyArt
Sidney Harold Meteyard (1868-1947) Penelope at her loom. oil on canvas. Early 20th century. #PreRaphaelite
Paul Osborne Jones (1921-1997) Morning Glory, 1950. oil on paper.
Cover artist: Michael Whelan Sailor on the Seas of Fate (1989) by Michael Moorcock
Nancy By Ernie Bushmiller April 26,1948
Good thing I joined the Mages Guild when I did. There's nothing better than enchanting your own clothes.
Adore this unexpected WINGS OF FEAR comic in a 1988 Bunty book in which a strange girl called Leonie uses her ‘power of controlling birds’ to attack random people who piss her off.
The Handmaiden has officially joined the Letterboxd One Million Watched Club 👀
i'm sorry but the moon is a complete boondoggle that should never have been put up there in the first place. we still have to send repair missions up there a hundred-plus years later all because taft was trailing in the polls and decided to learn magick. i don't know why he thought it would help him
"City of Dreams". A commissioned illustration I drew for @niedermeyer.online a while ago. Still one of my favorite pieces! Haven't shared it here on it's own yet and thought I should! Closeups will be in the comments.
Hey, look. It's a decent scan of this legendary image!
partner just executed the worst guiness pour i've ever seen in my life. was fighting for his life against the foam and losing. non-alcoholic, into a plastic cup full of crushed ice. tasted like if soy sauce were chocolate but also grass. despite all of this, shockingly good experience
my partner does screenwriting and (much love, I watch and enjoy a movie 2-3 times a year, great medium) i have been trying to lure him to the realm of prose writing by misquoting grr martin: come with me. you can have as many horses as your heart desires
“Who will teach me to write? a reader wanted to know. The page, the page, the blankness of eternity which you cover slowly; which you cover woodenly, ruining it; the page, which you cover slowly with the crabbed thread of your gut: that page will teach you to write.” —Annie Dillard
vibecheck Actress and singer Yuko Asano in ”Night on Fire!” (Japanese photobook) - January, 1987
