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Something bad has been happening to me lately. I keep saying “oh a puppy” when i see something i find cute. I was on a walk on the cliffs and I saw a slug and said it because i thought I was alone, but then an old lady on her walk teleported behind me and said “Im afraid not…”

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My current favorite album is ‘God, Forgive These Bastards: Songs From The Forgotten Life Of Henry Turner’ by the Taxpayers. It fucks in every single way I don’t even have the vocabulary to describe it

it bothers me that you often don't really hear about people having a "favorite album" the way they might have a favorite movie or favorite video game

my evil chalice came in but its so fucking small. goddamnit. they're going to make fun of me at the wizards circle tonight

I also forgot to mention! The very obvious theme of motherhood here, especially when you look at Sarto’s other works, infants and mothers are very prevalent.

One of the first things I thought when I saw this piece for the first time was the way it feels to raise a child while being surrounded by violence. To nurture a child, but you cannot change what they’ll be exposed to.

Now that I’m looking for common threads between Sarto’s works, consumption and predation are both extremely relevant.

The framing of this piece COULD even be to suggest the woman and baby are also among the meat to be consumed, thus the name— they’re in the butcher-shop as another product, not as predators themselves.

I still don’t understand the frog symbolism, but that’s another frequent mention.

Esther Sarto. Butchershop Bliss. 2019. Watercolour and Gouache on 300gsm hotpressed Watercolour paper.

24 x 16 inches

I’ve been thinking about this piece for weeks. I keep coming back to it trying to figure it out. I’ve seen some discussion, but no interpretation has ever really resonated with me.

There’s nothing particularly uncanny about the woman or baby, the surroundings seem normal for them. The lighting is bright, the room is cluttered but not obscured. The meat frames them in, but I’m not sure if that feels like an oppressive force.

The surroundings are visceral, but not scary in any way. Despite the raw meat, there’s no blood in the room, It seems clean.

The only conclusion I can come to is it’s about survival, food, and eating. The baby breastfeeding vs the butchers room. That comes back to the title, though, which doesn’t make much sense to me in that context.

There’s also several feminist and class conscious readings you could do of this; but I’m still not sure.

Please help me figure it out, I’d love to hear other people’s thoughts on this piece!!!

Btw im a gnome and none of you even knew. I’m a gnome in real life and you didn’t suspect a thing.

Sorry I dropped off the face of the earth I got abducted into dnd in real like. Shout out to juice for getting me Baldurs gate 3 it’s ruining my life

FISHH!!! :3

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