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#this is so michael
im sorry for not updating any of my fics (specifically my lv one). i have no motivation lol.
knightingale-s
wildestheart4ever
2018 was five years ago let that sink in
no fucking way💀
no no guys you don’t get it i made this fucking post in 2018. as a joke. i was like hah could you imagine it being 2023? could never be me! and then completely forgot until right now when someone reblogged it and i was forced to face the horror that it is, in fact, the year 2023 right now.
Posts that are better with timestamps enabled
Reblog if it is infact, the year 2023 right now
antique-romantic
sagechan
majoringinsarcasm
The most horrifying aspect of parents saying "my kid could do that" about art is that they never ever ever mean "wow my kid is good enough to be in a museum" and they always always always mean "I want to disrespect you so much I'll do it by implying that this thing is just as worthless as the things my child makes with their hands" and right in front of them too. Your kids can hear you u know, and the things they make with their hands are the least worthless and most precious aspects of human life I'll kill u
Listen my three year old child handed me a picture of a “weird bug” they had drawn this morning, and the explanation about the intention for it was as deep a journey into the universe as I could ask for. I instantly wanted to send it to everybody, not even to show it off, but just to explain things a bit. Look at this way of looking at the world, before one is taught differently; before one is shaped forcibly. Look at the purity and clarity of intention (something that my favourite artists and makers strive for, and which is what I am most attracted to: clarity of intention. The ability to communicate from brain to brain across the gulf of time, death, language, background, common ground. Knowing where you’re going! Knowing what you want to achieve - and doing it! The form does not matter!)
(Also, horrible things with legs. I’ll always give them attention too.)
(This was also a horrible thing with legs.)
So much of what we search for is here, all along. So much of what we chase after is already in this bug. The child scribbles it, hands it to the baby, who obediently folds it up and puts it in their mouth; the child answers a few questions, then runs off to get sticky; you are left holding the wonder, going: somewhere in here is something we are missing, something we’ve lost track of, and I could spend quite a lot of time trying to pin it down (anthropologically, psychologically, poetically, in a very special episode of a children’s cartoon, in a degree, as an instagram account)
What the hell else is art for, if not to send you on a little journey. If an artist can do that with a scribble then you should give them your attention. You should show other people, explain it a bit. Keep it forever as evidence of something - maybe a building, a collection that makes sense. You could call it a life or even a museum.
Show us the bug!!! Or describe it at least. I want to see it so bad.
- I love it! What is it?
- this is a weird silly bug. It’s weird!
- I love the smile.
- Yes, he’s very silly.
- I love the legs. So many!
- Yes; I drewed them like that.
- What does he do?
- He’s a present for the baby. He is a tummy bug (EDITOR’S NOTE: gastrovirus) and he loves sick (Ed: vomit) HAHAHAHAHA.
- Oh wow.
- HE LOVES TO EAT THE SICK! HAHAHA
- Oh wow. Did … did you know we use the word “bug” for two things - we can use it to mean a little animals, like a woodlouse, that lives outside? But also, when we say tummy bug, we mean a germ - the little tiny things we can’t see - they’re different. Which one is he?
- Oh this is a ninvisible bug.
- A germ?
(Image: a furry bug with lots of legs, wide staring eyes, and a slightly deranged grin from eye to eye.)
- He’s the BUG that makes you sick. That’s why he has so many legs. (Ed: here I thought this was possibly influenced by the educational book they have called “see inside germs,” depicting various microorganisms with flagella and mycelium and so on.) when it’s time to be sick, he uses his legs to tickle the back of your throat to make you be sick. And then he! eats! the! sick! HAHAHA
- (Ed: at this point I helplessly let go of my attempt to teach germ theory in the face of such superior theology) oh … wow.
- He lives inside you all the time but doesn’t tickle you all the time because it isn’t always time to be sick. He’s ninvisible. He’s not an outside bug. He’s the tummy bug. that’s why him make you be sick to come up to your throat and eat the sick. See, the baby loves that bug.
- does the baby… like germs?
- he is NOT a GERM!!
LATER
- what made you choose to draw a tummy bug, to give to the baby?
- The crying was annoying to me.
- Um…. I mean, why did you draw the bug?
- I choose a bug because they’re my favourite to draw to give to the baby to help them calm down. because the crying is annoying to me.
- What makes you choose to draw a bug?
- The baby loves bugs.
- How do you know that?
- The baby always calms down and stops crying when I’m give them my bugs.
- Oh, I see.
- I’m also best at drawing bugs.
- How are you so good?
- I’m just know.
LATER
- I see that you have cut the paper?
- Yes! I’m snipped him out carefully with the white (Ed: child-safe baby’s nail cutting) scissors.
- are you happy with it?
- Yes, I’m really pleased that I m draw him all by myself. He’s all wiggly biggly. I drewed him to be wiggly and biggly.
END
Some things that interested me: the way that the knowledge you put into them is synthesized and recreated: the very Greek-philosophy-of-medicine idea of the Tummy Bug as large soft benign prawn that triggers vomiting by tickling you. We are all fascinated by AI right now, the way it spits our own things back at us; here is a juvenile human intelligence, which does the same thing, but less predictably. The way the artist is already self-proclaiming their awareness of the audience: using the baby’s nail scissors, which are Allowed Blades, and stating in advance that they did so carefully, therefore dodging the expected reflexive criticism of “please don’t use scissors without me!” Or the tiresome parental “WHERE DID YOU GET SCISSORS?” The gentle reproach that the baby, fussing mildly for five minutes while I prepared breakfast, was so ANNOYING that the poor toddler had to create an art piece to meet this unmet need.
But also: a piece of work with thoughtfulness and attention given to medium, execution, and topic. Did it do its job? Yes. Did it communicate? Yes. Did it provoke reactions? Multiple ones. Was there intentionality? Yes. Was an emotion captured? Surely. Was the mark-making technically skilled and the result admirable? Of course. What about mastery? Mastery of some topics is clearly shown here. There was a clear trajectory from the artist’s brain to the audience’s, with evidence showing that the bridge was good.
And do you know that it is good? Yes, it is good. How do you know? I’m just do.
Often you have to re-enter education to get this much to grips with art, so it’s just cool to me. What we are seeking is so often found.
blueminuet
maketreknotwar
EVERY fucking stupid liberals university in the star trek future their fucking student sketch comedy group OF COURSE has at least one Vulcan and it's like their thing where they're like "haha I bet you wouldn't expect a VULCAN in an IMPROV group!!!!!" as if this hasn't become such a fucking tired cliche like literally since 2063 every fucking comedy show has the token Vulcan to be the straight man. you're doing nothing. call me when you guys make an effort to actually include tellarites in the writing room instead of confining them to punch lines. and to be honest with you guys your Vulcan isn't even that good. his performance was highly derivative of T'min's work in the big bang theory 3 (the third big bang yheory. they make a lot of sitcom sequels in the future)
The last thing you said cannot be true because star trek is supposed to be a utopian future.
star trek is very demonstrably not a utopian future it's a broken society playing at paradise. we see hints of this earlier in the post when I mention university improv comedy groups
tiktoksthataregood-ish
barbieharrington
Where is he? Why are you lying? Why are you lying? Where’s my baby, Tai? Where’s my baby? Where is he?
everythingeverywhereallatonce
callie: this is great. i am going to get a good grade in helping my mom get away with murder, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve,
mother-daughter bonding over being women in stem (stealing, trespassing, evading arrest, manipulating cops) 🫡
chlostars
annevbonny
nat was so funny “it’s okay misty’s got this” “it’s okay akilah’s got this” “it’s okay coach ben’s got this” girl no one’s got this
knightingale-s
lakeheadlyricist
thinking about the woman next to me at the self checkout earlier today who tapped my shoulder and whispered "hey look at this" and when i turned around she had the biggest grin on her face as she held up an enormous strawberry that was shaped exactly like a penis
sagechan
trashsketch
Just so we're all on the same page with the writer's strike.
If during the strike, it's announced about AI generated shows. We are not watching them. Not even out of curiosity. Let them fail every AI generated show they try make.
The human voice can not be replaced by AI. Don't let them try.
billy-crudup
No, it is my fault. And let me just — I just need to tell you. I deleted it off my phone way back when we broke up. I deleted everything. I mean, not straightaway, ‘cause I did think that you and me was maybe gonna get back together again. But then you started going out with Roy, and that’s when I deleted most of it. Well, like, half. But that was mostly out of anger, to be honest. Because, well, I think — I thought the only reason that the two of you was going out was to make me jealous. But… Then I saw it was real, and then I got rid of it all. I just forgot about the fucking emails. It’s so stupid. I should have been more careful. I should have picked a stronger password or something.
TED LASSO
3.08 | We’ll Never Have Paris
tvuniverse
“The only people to blame are the dickheads who steal your shit and put it online. That’s why I delete all the photos on my phone.”
SAM OBISANYA | Ted Lasso
↳ 3x08 We’ll Never Have Paris
