Are you going to revive patelyne on dreamwidth until pillowfort revives, or do you have a new handle there?
I did log into dreamwidth earlier – after a password rescue because I couldn’t remember my login – so I *could* get back and post on there, but since it’s been five years I think everyone has given up on me. Possibly any posts I make there are worse than shouting into the void?
…I’m hoping Pillowfort is back up soon, but if not I will probably give dw another go though. If I do it will still be under the Patelyne account, I won’t make a new one.
(I suppose I could expand my twitter from the 50:50 politics shouting/hockey retweets it is currently too)
*hugs* good to know
I don’t have a twitter, but I did just create an instagram because too many of the people I follow are visual artists to no, and Flickr is dying anyway, so,
i.am.shadow.21 over at instagram though the username format HURTS MY SOUL there was no other combo of letters to get anything resembling the handle I’ve had for over fifteen years.
When an author–myself included–is saying “please buy my book,” please imagine a tiny asterisk after which is written “unless you are fiscally unable to do so right now, in which case we still love you, and we totally understand, because holy cheese, sometimes the power bill has to come first.” Other great ways to support authors:
* Libraries * Leaving reviews * Telling your friends about the book * Telling your enemies about the book * Destroying your enemies with the book * Using the book as kindling to burn the bodies of your enemies * Buying another copy from the used bookstore, thus keeping them in business while you find a new enemy
I am so thrilled that you’re able to buy new this holiday season, and my cats thank you as well. 🙂
Things are okay? Tiring, but okay. We just came home from New Zealand, after two and a half weeks overseas, and just this morning my brother and his family moved out of this house and got on the road for their cross-state relocation. So for the first time in about six weeks, our house is free of kids. It’s brilliant. An absolute tip, but brilliant. It’s so quiet. So much cleaning to do, but I have the time and the space to do it now. I plan on attacking each room in turn and having lots of uninterrupted baths.
Aside from that, my computer and phone both just died in quick succession, so I have new devices to set up to my desired specs, all while I catch up on months of overdue tv and movie watching and knit something for myself for once.
I’m exhausted, broke, and have about seven hundred things to do before I can breathe (somewhat) easily, but I know I can do it, given enough time. So my attitude and mood is okay I guess? But I’m not starting on the bulk of it until later. Not today. I have a migraine. So, knitting and Once Upon A Time is is.
How are you?
(I hope you don’t mind me posting publicly, I’ve just been so quiet lately, and this summarises things neatly for anyone else following.)
So I hadn’t cut my hair in about six years and it was most of the way down my back. It’s one of the hottest summers on record and I reached my limit. So I got @kath-ballantyne to attack me with scissors. She’s been my hairdresser since I was seventeen/eighteen.
Short. Really short. Shorter than I’ve ever had it. So comfortable. It dried in about a half an hour when I washed it, rather than, oh, eight hours. It’s short enough that it’s not tickling the back of my neck or my forehead, which are major sensory issues for me. And it should be easy enough to maintain. The ridiculously tiny amount of shampoo I need! Seriously, I was using a cupped palmful before, this time, it took like a ten-cent piece dab.
For now, it’s longer on top, but if I decide in a week that I want it shorter all over, we can do that.
Hey, @aplpaca , my shirt arrived today! Wore it to the gym, and it was comfortable. 🙂
Shorter vid of me stimming with my hands and my (broken) Tangle Jr Fuzzy. I wasn’t listening to music this time, just trying out my laptop camera for the first time.
Also, attempting a crosspost to DW/LJ for the first time! Wish me luck.
(Actual video is silent, that’s just what I was listening to.)
Stimming with my hands and my (sadly, broken) Tangle Jr Fuzzy. Don’t know if what I do is technically flapping? IDK. It’s a kind of weird movement I don’t think I’ve seen anyone else do, but it feels right. Often both hands, but mostly right handed, as per this. (Left hand is steadying my laptop.)
One of my ALL TIME favorite Captain America comics is “Man Out of Time” – a fantastically written miniseries by Mark Waid and GORGEOUSLY illustrated by Jorge Molina ( @jorgemolinam ) that retells the story of Cap coming out of the ice. It deals with the weight of loss of his removal from his own time, greiving over Bucky’s loss (and remembering him after the Brubaker soft retcon of being about 20 when he “died”).
One of the most striking moments to me is at one point in a flashback, Cap is talking to Bucky about what they want to do after the war is over. Bucky says that he always wanted to visit the Grand Canyon – he never saw it – and it is a part/represents of what they’re fighting the war for.
At the end of the comic, as Cap has some time to himself, he travels to the Grand Canyon for Bucky, as a way to deal with his loss, and this moment happens:
And, well, this moment always gets me. Steve going there, drawing Bucky, and “showing him” the Grand Canyon in the only way he can. It’s his way to try to start to move forward.
It was always a dream of mine to see an epilogue, of Steve being actually able to take him there in person after he finds out he’s still alive. This weekend, I was able to make that a reality.
I had the distinct privilege to be able to commission Jorge Molina himself (the original artist of Man out of Time), at Wizard World New Orleans for just that scene, and here it is:
I am BLOWN AWAY by the work he did – this is a traditional media piece, done in inks and copic markers, and the values he worked in, the expressions, the dynamic pose that conveys the awe of the location, and yet still have it be a tender, quiet moment between the two of them. in the Grand Canyon, Steve with the sketchbook, hand squeezing Bucky’s shoulder, both masks off and taking in the natural majesty of the canyon.
And God, to see Bucky looking honest-to-god /HAPPY/.
;__________;
Thank you SO much, Jorge, this is everything I could have wanted and more.
Maybe I’ll be able to (ditigally) color this some day 🙂
This is incredibly beautiful and so damn uplifting that I could cry. The amount of detail for a con commission is stunning. It’s like he always had that picture in his head, and was just waiting for an opportunity to create it.
Bucky Barnes discovers sugar, demands coffee, makes a variety of
involuntary noises, cuddles up to Steve Rogers, regrows a limb, and
fakes it ‘til he makes it at being a person.
Hey, I’ve been recced! Thank you to @hurtcomfortbucky
knitting in the dark 