We call this enrichment. I’m sure youtube would call it cruelty.
Between the cleft and the lip of the caldera, the whole side of the volcano was carpeted in flowers. Even in the moonlight he could distinguish those bright colors- violets and blues, dark greens and lavender, bright reds and violent oranges. He stared, uncomprehending.
It was impossible.
"They’re called ephemerals," Anna said, speaking into that perfect silence. "Their seeds- hundreds of thousands of tiny seeds- lay in the dry earth for years. And then, when finally the rains come, they blossom. For a single day- for one single night- they bloom. "
-Atrus and Anna, The Book of Atrus
photography by Guy Tal
Jackie Wohlenhaus of Between Failures joins me on to the show to talk about, not only his comic, but about the webcomics industry back when The Webcomic Beacon was only getting started.
Hopefully you guys can forgive my nervous and repetitive use of like and you know. XD
Why are you a teenaged girl?
Q:more saints row/frozen edits please!
I have not posted new art in almost a week. This is what I choose to do with my free time.
- Brain: Whatcha doing
- Me: Editing a Frozen Screencap to be Oleg
- Brain: Why?
- Me: We've done worse things.
This might be a bit gross…?
So I had a dream last night that I had somehow cut off three of my fingers but I just stuck them back on and tried to act like nothing was wrong til it started to hurt. Then I apparently went to some person in the woods for help because I didn’t want to go to a doctor. They mixed some shit in a clear box and gave it to me and I’m like I’m not drinking that there are like pieces of burlap floating in it.
Then I finally decided to go to a real doctor but kept getting slowed down and detoured until I woke up.
I think it was because my hands hurts but I always seem to have these “Can’t get to the thing” dreams.