Frozen waterfall ❄️✨
“Winter Bonsai” 1982 by Eyvind Earle (1916-2000)
We followed a strange road today, where the surrounding landscape seemed to be getting more desolate and desaturated with every step we took. It may have had something to do with the sky getting progressively cloudier, but the way the colours seemed to be fading more and more the farther along we walked really gave rise to the thought “What’s wrong with this road?”
Did you find your first leaf of autumn yet? Remember to hold onto it, if not in your hands then in your heart, so that you can make use of its tiny magic when you need it most. The uses of first autumn leaves can vary, from enhancing the catharsis of a melancholic moment to tumbling eerily down a seemingly deserted street as a warning of coming danger, but you will know when the time comes to release it and receive its blessing.
*sigh* Reminding all of you once again...
If you're pro-AI art, you're harming human artists. Full stop.
At this point, I don't care if it's "real art" or not because that's not even what the real issue is, it's that it's already hard enough to succeed as an artist without having our work stolen, thrown into a digital blender, and spat back out in our faces, so we can be replaced because the value of our creativity and skill has been reduced to "content" and dollar signs. Do we mean nothing to you? Is your convenience worth telling us we don't matter?
These programs and everyone who uses them no matter how many times we've told you this can get fucked. I'm done being nice about it.
Sincerely, your salty neighborhood artist.
photos taken by @anngunnfoto
Why can’t real life cities be 10 mile tall gothic metropolises with red and black and skulls and statues of weeping saints everywhere
That post about 30 year old coming of age stories?
I’ve been thinking about it all morning. What would the plot points be for that? What makes a 30 year old coming of age story?
Old folks sound off in the comments