Doing art badly is good and sacred
06.02.2026 18:25
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Doing art badly is good and sacred
Have not been able to get this passage from @vajra.me out of my head:
Artwork of a lake with reflections of the starry sky above it. Lotus flowers are growing on the surface and stars and white bunnies are shooting across it.
shooting stars 🌟💫
the holy trinity of books i am looking forward to this year. r.f. kuang's katabasis. amal el-mohtar's the river has roots. alix e. harrow's the everlasting. god bless fantasy authors
romance
tumblr screenshot. HEY I WANNA MAKE A GAME! Yeah I getcha. I was once like you. Pure and naive. Great news. I AM STILL PURE AND NAIVE, GAME DEV IS FUN! But where to start? To start, here are a couple of entry level softwares you can use! source: I just made a game called In Stars and Time and people are asking me how to start making vidy gaems. Now, without further ado: SOFTWARES AND ENGINES FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO CODE!!!
heya gamers. did you know i made a whole masterpost on how to make video games if you dont know how to code
🎮 www.tumblr.com/insertdisc5/...
Happy New Year
text box from witch hat atelier by kamome shirahama: "every drawing is a step forward"
text box from witch hat atelier by kamome shirahama: "two drawings are two steps forward"
witch hat atelier wisdom i keep on my desktop to stare at until it's imprinted directly onto my brain
鄉愁 小時侯 鄉愁是一枚小小的郵票 我在這頭 母親在那頭 長大後 鄉愁是一張窄窄的船票 我在這頭 新娘在那頭 後來啊 鄉愁是一方矮矮的墳墓 我在外頭 母親在裏頭 而現在 鄉愁是一灣淺淺的海峽 我在這頭 大陸在那頭 Nostalgia Yu Kuang-chung When I was little Nostalgia was a tiny stamp Me on this side Mother on that side When I grew up Nostalgia was a narrow ship's ticket Me on this shore My bride on the other shore Later, oh later Nostalgia was a squat grave Me on the outside Mother on the inside And now Nostalgia is a shallow strait Me on this shore My Mainland on the other shore trans. Eileen Cheng-yin Chow
As winter solstice approaches, resharing a small poem of longing from a poet of the Chinese diaspora who spent the latter half of his life in Taiwan. He died there in December seven years ago, in 2017.
Yu Guangzhong, "Nostalgia"
- in his handwriting, alongside my translation
#everynightapoem #余光中
I wrote about the bowl and about how joy in a dark time is a candle that must be protected.
a man on the inside is great
Two landscape studies of frosty winter views seen from a train. On the left, an open area with young coniferous trees growing here and there, with a few taller trees left standing in the distance. Clouds are coloured pink by the rising sun, with some narrow streaks of a pale blue sky between them. On the right, two tall trees are standing amidst lower ones against a pale blue-pink gradient sky. The treetops are coloured a peachy red by the sun barely peeking above the horizon.
Views from the train
This Spring 2025 MODEL FIVE MURDER by Tan Juan Gee takes us on a stroll into the realm of sci-fi noir with a story about a cyborg who solves the murder of a dead detective who wears his same face!
my translation of Paris Friend 《巴黎朋友》 by Shuang Xuetao 双雪涛 is in the New Yorker 《纽约客》
www.newyorker.com/magazine/202...
going through the change*
*transforming into a malevolent mist
if u see me adding yet another t. kingfisher book to my goodreads no u didn't
sometimes i read widely with no regard for genre or setting or style, and sometimes i find an author whose stories resonate with me so much i spend a year reading their entire backlog
okay, so. i have bipolar disorder. we have a suicide rate of about 1/5. i've basically spent my entire teenage and adult life trying not to kill myself. so with that in mind, here are my tips on how to hang in there: 1) don't isolate. i know all the excuses. but don't do it
in lieu of an introduction please have my son tucked in for the Encroaching Winter
starting ur branding STRONG
i feel like i've been off grid for so long i barely know how to function on social media anymore lmao 😭
*whacks dusty container* ok how does this thing work