Stuff I'm Working On

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Kyrie (eleison) 2020, 10x20-ish mixed media on masonite Media, in no specific order: Watercolor, acrylic, acryla gouache, gold and silver leaf, gold mica flake, lace

Done for @capri-bigbang2k19 

According to the date on my phone, I finished the sketch in late August. I finished not too long ago, making this my first painting of 2020. How fitting, given this piece includes a lot of firsts: mounting a piece on masonite with matte medium as an adhesive; using squeeze bottles and blunt needles to do fine lining/piping (I need to go thinner,) and making shell gold for the purpose of being liquid gold paint (a technique adapted from how Russian icon painters make shell gold, which is both time-consuming and kind of fun.) I also used matte medium as more adhesive for the lacing after looking into how collage and assemblage artists make their pieces stick without fear of glue breaking or yellowing.

I’d visit this intermittently along with working on bees for my local town - it became a form of therapy in which I was allowed to “get real fucking weird,” as some professionals say.

The dried grass, camellias, roses, sweet peas and baby’s breath are a reference to my writing contribution to the Captive Prince Big Bang, which needs to be worked on oops, but I got until Saturday.

Title is from the Christian liturgy, but also a reference to my album of 2019: Lingua Ignota’s Caligula, specifically If the Poison Won’t Take You… (TW: loud music, references to domestic abuse.)

#ceramics :) finally working on closed forms and bottles for luminaries

I think I'll call #Neptune done #wktd #weknowthedevil #drawlloween

Final touch on business cards :p

🌹🌺 #artistsoninstagram #artistsontumblr #acrylic #wip #jesibeans #jgodfrey

Feels good to throw again #ceramics

My little kitty cat is kinda blegh today and progress on one panel. Learned gesso and gum Arabic don't get along but the product is kind of neat! #wip #acrylic #plywood #javelina #catsoninstagram #artistsontumblr #artistsoninstagram

For Pride, For Honor, For Glory

Summary: “Tell me how you sucker punched the crap out of that piece of shit Loras and embarrassed him to the point he won’t even look you in the eye.”

Tanner is fifteen years old. The pretty bastard of the army, a fledgling soldier, and a popular subject of gossip; Loras wants to see if he can add another notch on his belt.

It’s a GOT-type setting, so genre-typical warnings apply. Attempted sexual assault of a minor, intoxication.

It said something about Tanner and Allister’s closeness to where, even after a fuck, they were cordial enough to share the same bed, hold each other close, and engage in pillow talk that ranged from military tactics to the going-ons of the campsite.

Perhaps cordial wasn’t the right word. Tanner knew, but he’d rather Allister figure it out on his own than be forthright. They had gone this long without saying what they were, preferring to let the others guess and know with looks, touches, and a need to be together to signal what they meant to each other. Tanner looked at it that way, in any case.

Allister snorted before tossing his head back and letting a laugh out from deep in his chest. “No, no, no, really? That was you? You, the pretty bastard of the army?”

Tanner crinkled his nose and made a snort, then a laugh. “What, you think I don’t know how to throw a punch?” He gave a light shove to Allister’s chest.

“Never said that! Tell me how you sucker punched the crap out of that piece of shit Loras and embarrassed him to the point he won’t even look you in the eye,” Allister teased, toothy grin and a devilish delight in his eyes. He pushed Tanner’s hip with a tease, laughing when Tanner brushed his hand away.

“It’s a long story,” Tanner offered, to which Allister gestured to the dark night outside. They had hours until the morning.

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eating out in a pandemic:

hello! i am a service worker and i do actually understand going out to eat occasionally right now for special occasions or because you are on the brink of losing your mind! but here is the thing: please respect the service workers when you go as much as you can. here are some ways to do it:

*wear your masks when they come near you, meaning pop them on even if they are just asking how your meal is.

* i like to leave my hand sanitizer bottle on the table both because i am using it often and because i want the service workers to know i am for ease of mind.

* i always do this, but right now it’s more important. if you are at a place where you take your own dishes to the trash, do it! it’s not the time to be lazy. workers have to touch your dirty dishes. if you are not at a self serve place, please stack them appropriately for easy carry! this means larger plates all together on the bottom, then smaller, then smallest. a neat little pile. collect your trash and set it on top of your dishes for easy removal and tossing. believe me, this makes a huge difference! instead of touching multiple dishes to stack them ourselves or to dig out trash, we only have to touch one.

* tip. listen, right now, i am tipping even at fast food drive thrus. it’s a respect thing.

* speaking of drive thrus, wear your mask in them. it’s 10 seconds of your time versus the life of them and their loved ones.

basically - i am, to a degree, thankful that some people are still coming out to eat. it helps me maintain my job and income. but there is fear everywhere and there are customers who make it blatantly obvious they do not care about us, both by refusing to wear their masks and by pretty much saying it to our faces. the more people that make this easier, the better it will be and the safer it will be.