Carefully waterproofed picture frames with scraps of big family portraits and fragments of heirlooms and old toys blown out of the water when the navy blew up Devil’s Reef.
Tag: lovecraft
Concept: A deep one with shelves and shelves of “world’s greatest grandma” mugs in her underwater cave.
Elder Thing after Haeckel, for the Lovecraft Arts and Sciences Council, Providence, RI.
Pen, ink, brush, digital make-it-look-nice.
*Defeated sigh* those are more likely anal tubes than penii, and they’re there because I tried to follow the description really, really closely. (it’s very thorough, down to quite precise measurements)
Look at what my spouse drew!
#makeup for the #lovecraft film festival
I also don’t understand why people accuse me of being censorious when I point out a media creator had shitty politics
Like you’re the one who seems to think it’s unthinkable to read a book by an author who’s not a paragon of moral rectitude, and you think I’m the one advocating censorship?
Like I am a HUGE fan of Lovecraft’s fiction, I think the Cthulhu mythos is an incredible fictional creation and undeniably deserves a place in the literary canon for its creativity and originality.
That said, Lovecraft was a fucking racist, a REALLY virulent and horrible fucking racist, and no let’s not get into “of his time” cause like Lovecraft’s time featured men like him but also the IWW was a thing
And you know what? Not once has the social justice community ever jumped down my throat for loving the fuck out of Cthulhu, and do you know why? Because I don’t try to defend Lovecraft the man, nor do I feel the need to cover up how HORRIBLE his views were to appreciate his stories about monsters (which yes, often also feature a heaping scoop of racism, which I can also acknowledge while still fucking liking the story).
But for some reason there are a lot of people who think you can’t like a piece of media unless you love the creator as a person. I mean honestly it’s you who’s unable to separate the art from the artist, not me.
It’s weird that Cthulhu is always referred to as he
Cause like it’s an incomprehensible monster god from beyond the stars, like the idea that they have sexes the way we do, let alone analogous concepts of gender… Is like “uhhh okay”
What was meant to be a colour test kind of grew into something much more elaborate. This is still not actually the good version. Go figure.
Husband’s badass albino penguin
I wonder if I can classify snakedude yaoi as “Serpent Men” (a la Robert E. Howard) because I mean honestly, if the group can accept just endless goddamn octopus tatts I’m pretty sure that would be equally on theme.
If I’m going to feel uncomfortably sexualized, you’re going to feel uncomfortably sexualized right back motherfucker.
Dreamt of a man in an observatory, though more like a model galaxy
A man and his wife, he is talking about how the stars are right and how they can now go to a new planet, closer to an object of worship, wife seems pleased, l am the astronomer for this bit. Next they lay in bed, wife spooning husband. I see through the eyes of the wife. He expresses interest in going to visit a planet humanity had inhabited before. Wife says “we can move up the scepter but never down,” and then something I don’t remember about ancient gods and then “oh darling the scepter will hurt you but as long as you follow the rules it won’t kill you.” I believe the scepter refers metaphorically to the solar system, then something about the wife seems to change physical presence stranger more amorphous and she whispers to her husband “besides, darling, don’t you know who I am? I am the watcher in the dark”
And that’s what I get for bloody reading Lovecraft before bed
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 