His scruff, on the other hand, was genetically modified for maximum ruggedness.
I am obsessed with this man’s hair.
#tattoodesign #available #shell #spiral #dotwork #tattoo #sannevaghi
Then finish it, cuz i’m with you til the end of the line.
The Man on the Train
This is an illustration I did for my friend, Dai’s, PhD thesis. A part of his thesis involved a study around how some gay men (particularly those of a minority status) negotiate being gay outside of mainstream gay culture. One story that really stood out to me as being quite unique and touching involved a middle-aged fellow who has never been intimate with another man, doesn’t necessarily identify as being gay, but spends his days knitting baby socks on park benches and on the train as a way to perform his ‘gayness’. As he still lives at home with an extremely conservative family this is essentially the only way he knows to express his sexuality.
Kojima, D. (2014). Migrant intimacies: Mobilities-in-difference and basue tactics in queer Asian diasporas. Anthropologica 56(1), pp.33-44.
I was a teenager in the 60s, so I can’t resist anyone who turns something into a rock band, especially when it’s one of Frederator’s cartoon shows. –Fred
I edited my 60’s Adventure Time girls ! Look, Marceline is playing the bass ! And I thought LSP would be perfect as the lead singer of the band ✧
I can’t believe my first post hit 32.000 notes, that’s crazyyy ! Thanks everyone ! ♡
The Charleston feat. what appears to be slow-mo charleston.
Dancing characters are so much fun to picture!
is my phone case
so every time someone calls me
i regret making this post
For this week’s homework for my Design Process 2 class, we were given a series of character types and told to create a character and a prop centered around that theme. One of the character types was “Evil Queen” and for some reason I kept imagining an Evil Drag Queen, so I just went with it!
Once upon a time there lived a young prince who lived in a beautiful palace with his mother the queen and father the king. However unlike most princes, he didn’t enjoy dressing like a prince, and preferred to dress like a princess. One fateful day he was caught in the act of wearing one of his mother’s gowns and was severly punished by his father. The prince was told never to dress in gowns and crowns ever again and to act like the respectable prince he was expected to be.
Many years passed and the prince’s father grew ill and died. The prince, was crowned king, but instead made himself queen. Without the threat of his parents looming over his head, the prince, now queen, dressed in the most flamboyant of fashions. He made a decree that all men would now dress as woman, and all woman would dress as men. If these demands were not met, they would be punished by death. The queen wanted his subjects to feel the pain and frustration he felt all those years, being forced to act in a way that didn’t feel genuine.
Shortly into the reign of the new queen, the people of the kingdom revolted. They took over the castle and captured the queen. The queen was publically executed by guillotine, in the way his idol, Marie Antoinette, was killed. He didn’t mind, to him, that would be the most fabulous way to go.
there’s a dentist’s office above the starbucks i work at and the doctors come down all the time and today one of them walked in after a group of his coworkers and when they saw him he exclaimed “dentalmen!” and i fuckin lost it