Howl & Sophie ♥I always feel a need to disclaim that i have a difficult time keeping the book & movie straight. Except my fave: Sophie throwing a bucket of weed killer at him. That’s definitely the book :3

the only good innovation from facebook was the poke feature. tumblr needs the poke. when a cute girl is mass reblogging me and i don't wanna call them out to their face but i wanna go hey. i see you. being cute. rubbing your face on my blog like a cat. that's what the poke's for

@staff give me fingers so i can do mischief

BOOP!

ah whoops...

Boop again!

Tumblr users when they introduce a silly little button

Tremors (1990)

Every time I undertake a big project I forget just what it takes to get it over the finish line. A frustratingly endless list of tiny details that all have to come together to bring a design to life. Inserting a zipper is never quick. Figuring out how to add structure to seams to support architectural elements can take weeks. Hefting the sheer volume of difficult material you’re working with becomes an endless, involuntary weight lifting regimen.

My hands have ached for weeks, I have injuries running up and down my arms from errant boning and stray needles. I have gotten out every pair of pliers in the toolbox, gotten out the drills and dremels for a thing that really doesn’t look like it should need any of these kinds of tools. The house is a wreck, I track thread to distant corners of every room, material spills into the hallway and we all accept that I’m now cutting out material in the kitchen because we’re out of floor space. I rebuild elements four or more times as I realize the first and second and third versions aren’t working, and I cannot concede to “good enough.” Despite it all, it’s full of flaws, will never, ever be perfect (nothing ever is or can be, my most valued mentor has reminded me time and again).

I never know if this effort will be worth it, if it will look good enough, be good enough, hold together or fall apart, make it into a show or around the world or even sit comfortably on a model. But the only way to find out is to do it. There is literally no other way to know. It won’t be the best, it won’t be the most incredible, it will fight you tooth and nail at every turn, and yet the whole process has to happen.

This is what I go through every time I make something big, and every time I forget the final agony of the last minute heave-ho. Maybe I forget because otherwise I would never do this again. This final act is the hardest, the quickest to make me angry and hopeless and despondent, and then it’s all done and you stand back and go holy shit…

and then you dream up the next thing.

Jef Bourgeau (American, b.1950)

"James River Trail (Blue Ridge)," 2023

I was going to submit this for an artbook that usually happen's every year. But I just found out they art not doing it this year. So here for you, some Gargoyle Gals

BABETTES GÆSTEBUD (BABETTE’S FEAST) 1987, Denmark, dir. Gabriel Axel

what if unicorn cowboy

2nd sketch I've done that involved these two and choking...

original image

Official The HOA Doesn’t Like My New Fountain Post

look at my prints boy

Look at these birbs

R O T U N D

Ever since I saw the movie for the 358th time a few months ago and did some loose sketches in the sketchbook I haven't been able to get Jareth out of my head. Actually I haven't been able to get him out of my head since I first saw him when I was ten, but that's another matter.

The thing is, I've been delving into his character background, writing a fic, and I needed to draw him as I imagined him in my mind. I hope you enjoy my interpretation of the Goblin King. Maybe there will be more drawings of him.

Stay safe and drink water little goblins <3