Phantom In The Mirror

Once I had a dream: a perfectly beautiful room I hope to create for myself one day. Where I'll feel safe and in peace, and whose aesthetic I will just adore. Sadly, I forgot almost everything about this dreamy room - except for one feature, it was just engraved in my memory: there were decorative hand painted plates displayed on the wall, and each of them pictured a mermaid.

So I decided I want to draw this room of my dreams, and those mermaid plates especially.

A living space of which I dream went through some serious changes during the recent years of my life. I remember when we studied art history in the university how I was obsessed with medieval architecture and interiors, and how I thought what a fun (and what a mood) it would've been to live in romanesque or early gothic castle, or at least in a little lonely tower.

Then my lust for whimsy became a bit more modest, and for some time I imagined a mansion built in one of those styles as a place to live.

After that my longings narrowed down again, and in that point of life I was saving plenty of images of both cute and tiny cottages and simple apartments.

And here I am now, subconsciously dreaming about just decorating a corner in my own way.

Isn't it amasing how the dream gets smaller and smaller when it faces our world of money? What a miraculous exhaustion of belief in fairytale.

Jon Bon Jovi aesthetic collage which looks like it's coated in sugar because he is such a sweet cutiepie.

Yearning for the glammy 80s

whats going on with studio ghibli? ive been pretty much under a rock and ive got no idea whats going on,

Here you go!

aftermath.site

Stop Sharing The Ghibli AI Slop, What Is Wrong With You - Aftermath

Nobody needs to see this shit

    January 15 th, 1987     Van Nuys, 8:30 p.m.

    Today we were back in the studio, writing for the new album. I rode in on my Harley feeling all jittery and decided to stop for a small fix... Went in Denny’s on Gower and Sunset (always the classy guy!). I didn’t have a spoon, so I bought a bottle of Pepsi, threw the bottle away, kept the cap and went in their bathroom to shoot up. The shitter was disgusting - black rings and shit stains around the bowl and the unclever graffiti all over the walls...     I sat on my motorcycle helmet on the floor and filled the cap with water from the toilet. I dunno why I didn’t fill it from the sink, like any sane person would. I put the bottle cap on the toilet seat in the piss and stains, and poured coke in it. I drew it up in the syringe, washed it out in the shit water, put a little china white in the cap and cooked it, burning my fingers. I had no cottons, so I just drew it up and shot up.     The studio was fine after that... I just felt dead.

    Nikki Sixx, “The Heroin Diaries: A Year in the Life of a Shattered Rock Star”.

    I hope we all understand it’s not a lure, but a warning.

Made only now this little portrait, a thought of which didn't leave me since I've seen photo of Mahsa Ami̇ni̇ who died after morality police arrested her for wearing a hijab in a wrong way.

How absurd is this - none of mortal souls must have such a power over others' personal choices. Stand with Iranian women - they're fighting against something giant, swollen and very, very old. Something that doesn't want to go quietly.

POV: You come back home tired and forceless wishing only to sit a little in calm silent dark without being disturbed by any soul. But there is someone home, and they want to talk to you, to chat, to gossip, to rattle. Immediately.

This collage I made back in 2022 has been rediscovered by a bunch of lovely people here recently, and I thought I might as well reblog it too. I still love it, and I appreciate your warm attention. ♡

Also. After I saw the fourth movie, I made a Neo x Smith art, for that gem contained so much fruitiness it was dripping off the screen. Here it is if anyone's interested:

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Hermitess

I just have never heard a program speak of love.

Cookies need love like everything does.

As it should've been expected, pinterest falls another victim to the AI plague.

So if you post anything you create in there, especially art - please find this section hidden in your account settings, and opt out. Otherwise the pins will probably be fed to AI without permission.