Attempting to get the beast used to a dental hygiene routine is… well, it’s going.
(She stayed that way for a solid 8 seconds despite hating being held belly up so I think it’s safe to say that Mim is not beating the ‘tiny speaker playing elevator music instead of a brain’ allegations any time soon.)
Orville Peck & Willie Nelson Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond Of Each Other (2024) dir. Ben Prince
Fashion influencers: this summer’s hottest trends and MUST HAVES are tight fitting capris, wedge heels, and long line tops, especially ones with short sleeves and empire waists!
Me:
I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
Some people have been wondering about the raccoon. Listen. Listennn. Don't ask about the raccoon.
But does the racoon survive the Uruk-Hai? Does he curl up on Aragorn's head, or does he go straight to Faramir? Does he bite Denethor?
My friend. My colleague. My brother my captain my king. I too have been pondering this question, and in my mind there can be only one ultimate outcome.
A few months later
All hail the High Warden of Gondor.
Epilogue: It ADORES Faramir.
I’m going to wear this on my head like a raccoon and show everyone
one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method
sometimes i think of yusuf, at the beginning. poet son of a merchant boy in borrowed armour, skull cracked open on a rock. how long until he returns home again? How does he return, estranged, to those Ithica-like Tunisian shores? Can his father still recognize his covered face?
yusuf al-kaysani, the son, the poet, the not-soldier, made and unmade each night in the looms of his mother's memory, mindbody woven and unwoven by something infinite and nameless.
sometimes i think about "di genova" vs. "al-kaysani". a land versus a bloodline. How they lose both, and then the names, too. immortal odysseus, ogygia-bound, longing to see the smoke that rises from his homeland, longing for death, kept in the soft-tender company of his murderer.
(really, you were founded on the bloody rock of holy ground. really, sometimes there is no return from war. at least not from this. not from the way he touches you.)
just a reminder to COMPLETELY boycott Eurovision this year; Azerbaijan and Israel, despite committing genocide, are STILL allowed to compete & have NOT been banned. by refusing to ban both countries, Eurovision is profiting off of the genocide of Palestinians and Armenians.
do not listen to the artists. do not pirate or stream the artists' music, and this applies to ALL the artists who are competing and performing this year. do not listen to the songs on ANY platform, do not give them ANY attention.
write to your broadcasters and tell them you REFUSE to watch the channels until they recognise the Armenian and Palestinian genocides & that you find it disgusting how they are allowing Eurovision despite Azerbaijan and Israel's entries.
do NOT give eurovision OR the competing artists ANYTHING but silence.
boycott ALL of eurovision.
Approaching Storm: Beach Near Newport – Martin Johnson Heade (detail) // Stormy Sea with Capsizing Ship – Robert Kummer // Stormy Sea with Lighthouse – Carl Blechen // Stormy Sea – Ivan Ayvazovsky // Landscape – Florence + the Machine
I was looking through your TOG art tag and was trying to follow the links to the full versions of some of your NSFW art... the Twitter links don't work for me and I don't know if that's a me-not-having-twitter thing or something else.... But I was wondering if you post them anywhere else? I feel slightly weird about specifically asking about your NSFW art but all of your art is just so so incredible!
Haha, no need to feel weird, it’s totally ok! And thank you so much for you sweet comment!
I’m not sure whether it’s because the links got scrambled when el*n ruined Twitter or if it’s one of those things where you have to be registered to see ‘sensitive content’. I haven’t updated it in ages but the drawings should still be up under the username saucymoony. Unfortunately, I don’t have them posted anywhere else - ideally I’d want to move them to another platform but I don’t know any good alternatives so if you have any suggestions please let me know!
My mom just forwarded some of the pics from my step brother’s wedding and hoo boy. Not only do I look like a melted wax version of a thumb with a face but my hair is also orange?? In all the photos?? All the other colours look normal EXCEPT my hair?????
“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief” - taken from Anne Carson’s “Tragedy: A Curious Art Form”
Exu do Blues em 4 atos, 2023 by Emerson Rocha