#The Little Black Gallery

[the-meme-monarch]

been rewatching hlvrai and drawing along :]

edit i fixed the last one (drew his gun on the wrong arm and it Ate At Me (yes i just flipped the drawing what are you a cop))

#the art gallery #hlvrai #blood #ask to tag #i really wanted the draw the first one just bc in the scene coomer is Standing on gordon’s chest/shoulders lookin down at him #and i thought that was a funny image #also it’s a little bit funny that the last time i drew the science team And Others i drew gordom with pupils #and then immediately dropped it when i started these #fun fact that was bc since i like to make their irises the color of their text #i decided gordon’s should just be the white shine #bc i already draw g-man with white irises and No Doubles #which technically i Should be drawing gman with black irises if I’m doing Text Color=Eye Color but i though the white eyes looked cool #maybe I’ll change that next time i draw him we’ll see

[mintypsii]

probably won't finish this but yay screenshot redraw

what are they even gossiping about

#trying to get used to procreate im kinda sad that i can't recreate some brushes from ibis perfectly but sigh we ball!!! #it's been fun tho :3 super cool app i don't regret getting it #it changed my style up a little cuz of the colouring technique but idk i hope it looks ok #USOPP ISNT MEANT TO BE MAD BHKJFD im posting this as a wip but i still hav e the urge to fix things up but i have class in like 5 mins ARGH #he's just very passionately shit talking #or whatever they were doing in the screencap i forgor (it was just sitting in my gallery) #op #one piece #sanji #usopp #boss luffy historical special #edo period #sanuso #usosan #okkk nothing shippy ab this art ik but when i was drawing it i was like hehe boyfriendsss so it counts. TO ME #black leg sanji #vinsmoke sanji #art #mintart #my art

[enbysiriusblack]

marauders in a famous au:

sirius- actor/comedian (famous influential family)

james- actor/comedian (started as a footballer but had a career ending injury early on)

peter- music artist

remus- youtube essayist/tutor (father famous in the anthropology sphere)

marlene- bassist (started as a rugby player but quit after she was outed)

lily- photographer

mary- model

emmeline- painter/artist

dorcas- footballer

#sirius and james would be like those people on 8 out of ten cats/have their own little random miniseries for e4 or bbc #peter and marlene would be a little underground rock band but they're on one of sirius and james' series and blow up #remus would be on like Ted-Ed or something. he'd be a humanities version of bill nye. #famous photographer lily <33 (def photographs mary a lot) #model mary would be like. cat walk mostly. and modelling for lily or emmeline. also big social media influencer as well #emmeline having like an art gallery in like glasgow. her work slowly getting more and more disturbing #footballer dorcas <333 i dont follow football so idk what team. an irish one. ig belfast would have one so that one? #marauders era #marauders #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #remus lupin #marlene mckinnon #lily evans #mary macdonald #emmeline vance #dorcas meadowes

[hazbinned]

BLOOD BALL ~ ATTIRE.

"Rose Gold." / Valentino {With plus one of Angel Dust} - @angie-long-legs

Blood Ball Event ~ @cannibalxroses

Extras under the cut:

#♠️: events. #♠️ : big v / valentino. #♠️ : gallery; valentino. #blood ball: attire #event: blood ball #{ The two suits are there because I see the blazer like the first one with the $ but with the black vest/accents in the second one. } #{ A little flowery a little feathery. } #{ Kiiiind of coordinated with Angel but more villainous and less elegant HAHAHA } #{ He's a pimp so it's GAUDY } #gun tw

[v4mptrait]

my new alpha save with my albino sim who is studying to become a lawyer.

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #livemode #*realistic save diaries #the category is body #i love her little apartment that i got straight off the gallery and reno myself cause these cc builds are bringing the heat! #also just to preface before the girls come barking- #she is a black sim who has albinism 😭 she's not white or east asian. #pretty sure that's evident but still- just to preface.

[meringuejellyfish]

nika goltz (1925 - 2012)

an illustrator thats been a big inspiration to me for a while now, its hard to not gush over her work! and there is simply so much out there that im still discovering new pieces. one of my favorite aspects of her art is how many varied and distinct looks she achieved, all of which are so so stunning and elegant.

as you may be able to tell, her artwork has a focus on numerous fairytales and folktales, and throughout the years she illustrated over 200 books. she created illustrations for german poetry, the little prince, the fairytales of oscar wilde, and by the 90s she would turn to focus on adapting the work of hans christian andersen, who was her favorite author.

one note about nika goltz' view on her own work is that she desired to create art for both children and adults, not necessarily believing in the confines between a "childrens story" and an adult reader (with this philosophy, it makes perfect sense to me that she would have wanted to illustrate for the little prince)

at the end of the day, she illustrated for herself.

#gallery #inspo #nika goltz #i could never be one of those archive blogs that posts images with no captions no sir ! #a long time ago i originally found her - what i believe to be - charcoal works and i was in awe #then it was the blue and black thumbelina illustrations. and then the red and black for the german poems #then the full color illustrations ...........god #so much wonder and vibrancy #little worlds that feel so lively #i take one look at how she draws fabric folds and im like goodness ....... give me a minute #scratches my head. my blog very well can become a weird blur between a personal blog and a ''im going to post about art i like'' blog ToT #oops

[funky-sea-cryptid]

are they minor historical figures i stole for a tma au or are they my ocs at this point lolol anyways the face stealing siblings themselves

#adding tags to the oc gallery!!! #thea goodwin #harry goodwin #oc tag #not black clover #they're just silly little guys hehe #thea is 4 years older. harry hates his face. they steal faces and they run a nightclub hehe #funky sea art

[meownotgood]

my very first fictional crush vs my current one what do you think they'd talk about if they met

#outing myself as an n lover.... I was never immune to his charms #I don't know why but I've been thinking about pokemon lately and how much I want to replay some of the games #every summer I feel the urge to play a pokemon game #and I was just reminded of N #when young me played black and white and N invited me on the ferris wheel with him.... #and then when he walks towards your sprite really fast so he basically gives u a kiss #I felt things in my heart towards pixels on a screen I have never felt before #I literally remember using the internet function on my ds to search for N x hilda fan art #and I would save it to my gallery so I could admire it later when I was thinking of him #hilda was me btw #he's still so cool by the way I love you natural harmonia gropius #why do I feel like they have nothing in common besides having stupid looking hair #N immediately starts babbling on about how he's gonna liberate all pokemon and aki's like 'ok what is a pokemon is that some kind of devil' #forgive me I can't sleep and so I need to post about my silly little fixations

[cherrysnax]

marvel I am looking directly at you. let miles go thru his college years. there is so much untapped potential

#I know he and ganke are slowllly getting older #which I like #and it’s weird not to imagine him as a little boy #insert rios speech here #but I think the best thing abt spider-man is seeing him grow up #and miles is fully fledged spider-man but there’s so much potential #new friends new enemies #new rougue gallery (BRING BACK THE WALL) #/new stakes but keep ganke okay #I hear that the ultimate universe is actually coming back which is wild #but maybe that’s false and I’m just silly #but either way #it’s fun playing with a young miles I knowww but I wanna know what else is out there for him #maybe it’s because I was like 10 when he was introduced and he’s still just a kid #like he’s 17 now in comics? Which is is older but he’s a little guy #also give him twists #or locs or something else thab the low cut or the fro #and I love the fro #it’s 2023 comic artists can learn to draw more black hairstyles it won’t hurt

[nyxwoven]

new update! I think at this point I'm just gonna refine everything and then start looking into converting this baddie into a block print

#ash draws #i feel like i need to tackle the vines again...theyre a little busy...but they're also my favorite part 😔 #in the final version i was planning on adding pops of color for the gallery version with helps #but if i make prints of this i want it to be legible in black and white

[fionatheblackfairy]

#actual goddess #a little ooc #but I love how perfect she looks here #the black fairy #gallery I guess #Jaime Murray

[teaboot]

how could you like the colour yellow

see a therapist immediately

I actually used to hate it! Like, actually despise it! Yellow was too bright, too loud, discordant, unruly, and clashed with everything. Nothing like what I wanted in my life, nothing I wanted to be.

When I first moved away from home, everything I owned was black. Jet back. As black as I could get. Smooth, cool, sleek, discrete, calm, unassuming. Flexible, cohesive, agreeable black. Fashionable black.

I had a really, really bad time. Unrelated to the decor. It was my first year out of a toxic place I'd grown used to my whole life, my first year acknowledging a mental illness I'd believed to be normal, my first year fending for myself with very little money or sleep or companionship.

I'd grown up on instant white rice and unseasoned ground beef. One day I realized that everything I'd been raised on tasted like cardboard. While out on an assignment, I passed a tent with a woman selling spices, and bought myself some turmeric. I went home and tried making curry with it. It was so yellow.

Another time, my professor took us out to a modern art gallery. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but when we got there, the whole building had been painted bright sunshine yellow.

The artist's theme was "happiness".

What it is. How we make it. How to share it.

All bright, lovely yellow.

The house I grew up in was beige. The walls were white. The appliances were post 9/11 stainless steel. My job was to be quiet, compliant, presentable and agreeable.

Black goes with everything. Black is neutral. Black is quiet, reserved, elegant and mysterious.

Yellow is warm. Yellow does what it wants. Yellow tastes sweet and spicy and hot and cool, like a summer breeze, like sunflower petals, powdery like dust on a long dirt road and soothing like well-worn linen.

I still like the look of black. I like the look of most colors. But I like the way that Yellow makes me feel.

Do you understand?

#So anyway #I like yellow now #Lol #Teaboot #Oh and yeah I actually am in therapy so good call #This is all in good fun please everyone be nice

[bossymarmalade]

Installation view of Freedom Square: The Black Girlhood Altar at the Chicago Cultural Center

The exhibition at the Chicago Cultural Center opens with the installation “Homegoing.” The work is a suspended image depicting a screenshot from Ma’Khia Bryant’s personal TikTok. In the photo she’s laying her edges, her jet-black hair shining, her baby face clean and free of makeup. Below the printed photo is a collection of candles, stuffed animals, and a bouquet. On April 20, 2021, Ma’Khia was killed by an Ohio police officer in what was later determined a justifiable homicide. She was 16 years old. 

In the gallery titled Rest and Recess: The Courtyard, the exhibition transports the viewer to the Caribbean where Black girls play together unburdened and hopeful. A tree, sculpted by Robert Narciso and made from branches from Rekia Boyd’s family home, sits in the center of the room casting a protective shadow over everything. From its branches hang yellow paper hearts scribed with the hopes and dreams of little Black girls. The sound of their joyful cacophony activates the space.

[ x ]

#chromatic voice #ma'khia bryant #rekia boyd #a long walk home #scheherazade tillet #robert narciso #we all make art #usermarmalade #police brutality #missing and murdered black women #say her name #black lives matter

[deadsetobsessions]

Tim Drake had a lot of free time.

In between the time little Timmy was deemed old enough to not need a nanny and his ninth birthday when he got his first film camera, Tim Drake had so much time after school to explore his big, empty house. And so he did, hours upon hours were spent exploring his house.

Mansion, Tim corrects himself. His house isn’t a house. It’s an abandoned mausoleum disguised as a mansion. He intimately knows every creak of the floorboards in the out of the way galleries, every heavy weight curtain shut closed so what little sun that makes it way through Gotham’s gloom is reflected in order to protect the artifacts stored within the walls. Tim probably knows the exact amount of fleur-de-lys on the fourth sitting room’s wall paper- by extrapolation from preexisting data and personal data collection. Basically, he laid on the floor and counted.

Tim had a lot of time. He also had a lot of artifacts to pore over, making stories as he goes and double checking the actual history of the object.

Tim thinks he’s an artifact, almost. To his parents, at least. A child, a thing, they collected at one point in their lives and put on display at the galas they deem worthy to return to Gotham for. Perhaps he’s worth even less, had his parents bothered to look at him more than the lesser art pieces in their storage-mansion. The story everyone knows about him is prerecorded by people who weren’t really there.

Regardless, Tim Drake knows every single corner of his prison mansion. He’s catalogued everything, after all, on a nice spreadsheet. 

And that’s why, as he entered the fifth- and least used- guest bedroom, Tim’s attention immediately cut to the wrong bit of detail. Eyes flickering between the indent on the bed, the mussed- but not terribly dirty- state of the sheets, Tim slowly backed towards the door. His eyes fixed on the spot on the bed, he called out a soft “hello?”

He immediately cringed. He’s not an amateur, and that little “hello” was a mistake that might get him killed.

Tim trembled as the panic set in, tears pooling at his eyes. He wished Batman and Robin were here, they’d know how to-

There’s something appearing on the bed. Tim Drake stares as a glowing figure with white, wispy hair and a black hazmat suit appeared sitting cross crossed on the guest bed. His gloved hands were held out in the universal I-mean-no-harm gesture.

“Don’t- don’t panic!” The thing said, looking rather panicked itself. “I’m, uh, Phantom.”

Tim Drake’s curiosity and mystery-solving mindset slammed down on the toddler’s mind, quickly banishing the fear and panick in favor of interrogating this new, exciting thing.

“I’m Tim. Are you…” Tim frowns, wishing he had Batman’s intimidating growl. “A ghost?”

“Got it in one, kiddo. I’m, uh, not here to harm you. Or steal anything! I just wanted to rest.”

Tim blinked. He decided right then and there that he likes this person. This… Phantom. If his trust was based on the fact that the loneliness was worse than a dead person, no, it wasn’t.

“I thought you sleep when you’re dead..?”

——

Danny stared at the child in front of him, watching the kid- Tim- pout at something. Danny is distracted from the staples holding his ghostly guts from falling out of his non-consensual vivisection when the kid asks him if he’s a ghost.

“Got it in one, kiddo!” Oo, he should tone down the energy. Danny’s too tired right now to maintain that level when speaking to Tim. Now, gotta reassure the kid he means no harm before he reports Danny’s presence to whatever authorities around.

His parents, at best. The cops, at worst.

“I’m, uh, not here to harm you. Or steal anything!” He could tell he landed in some richie rich mansion by the opulent decorations in a seemingly impersonal room alone. “I just wanted to rest.”

Ancients, that had been more honest than he’d wanted. He really was out of it.

“I thought you sleep when you’re dead?”

Danny snorted.

“Yeah, but you can almost never have enough sleep, you know?”

The toddler looks unsure but nods anyways.

“Listen, would you… not tell anyone that I’m here? I’ll be out of your hair soon, promise.

Tim looks like a smart kid. There’s no way he’d fall for-

“Okay.” He fell for it. Danny blinked, stupefied. “My parents won’t be home for a while.”

“What.”

Tim shrugged. “You can stay. The housekeeper is only around a couple of days.”

“You… are you supposed to tell me that?”

Tim sent him a derisive look, clearly bolder now that Danny made no moves to hurt him.

On his cherubic but skinny face, the effect is both adorable and absolutely devastating.

“You’re hurt.” Tim fidgeted with his hands. “I can… I can get you water…?”

His core purred.

“Please. Thanks… Tim?”

The kid beamed at him and left.

Crap. New fraid member it is.

——

Danny, naive: “Surely him trusting strangers is just a one time thing, he’s so well behaved”

Tim, staring Danny in the eyes as he jumps out of the window to go stalk his vigilantes: “I’m gonna go take a walk in Crime Alley”

——

Tim gets Danny water, but it’s tap water from Gotham and is infected with both an ungodly amount of toxins (that doesn’t affect either of them bc one’s dead and the other had been chugging it since they were a baby- Gothamites get bottled water or from Wayne Foundation’s Clean Water Stations) and also like trace amounts of ectoplasm.

Danny: woah this is so healthy water!

Tim, pleased because Danny ruffled his hair: yes, I’m perfect

The rest of Gotham, if they knew: making warding sigils against these two eldritch gods

——

Basically, Danny gets attached and stays mostly because of said attachment but also Danny could see Tim’s budding world dictator tendencies and went yeah gotta curb that

#tim drake #bamf danny phantom #danny phantom #ghost king danny #baby tim drake #Tim Drake is a menace #Tim Drake’s stalker tendencies #I’m not saying he’s a criminal but his second option after nightwing was blackmail #Gotham #Gotham’s tap water #ectoplasm #found family #dc canon can suck my ass #dc x dp

[ms-demeanor]

I just wrote a thousand word assignment about this illustration, which I am completely, insufferably, unironically in love with.

It's a representation of an overhead view of a specific performance by the band Joy Division that was created as a print for a fundraising collection commissioned by an artist-run gallery.

It is doing *SO FUCKING MUCH* with a bunch of circles and a line that I kind of want to scream.

It's a totally static image. It's made of two shapes. It's made of two colors. Everything is a binary (everything is *DIVIDED*).

Except that if you look at it for thirty seconds there's an optical illusion that creates motion and more lines that aren't there. And if you look at it then start glancing at different parts of it the sharp contrast of black and white creates afterimages that make the little circles of the audience sway.

It's two values at the extreme ends of the spectrum, except that your brain fills it in. It's two shapes (line and dot) except that the circles make a square and the circles make a diamond and the line makes a rectangle.

It's perfectly balanced if you cut it in half vertically but the weight at the top of the image overwhelms the piece. It's perfectly balanced but the isolation of the band at the bottom makes them stand out and take up more space.

The dots are all the same size but the space around the dots at the bottom makes them bigger, more prominent; they aren't at a grander scale but they exist in a grander scale. But they are dwarfed by the crowd.

The band is the subject of the piece. The crowd is the subject of the piece. You look at the band because they are highlighted and isolated but can't help looking back to the mass of the audience again and again, overwhelmed by the weight. You look at the band and you see the crowd. You look at the crowd and get lost in it. The *performance* is the subject of the piece, both the crowd and the band.

It's circles and lines. It's abstract to the point of absurdity, looking more like a math problem than anything else.

And then you read the title and think about it for a few seconds and maybe need to sit down and scream.

[koliavasilis]

White Cat with Blue and Green Eyesby Koliavasilis Jimk

White Cat with Blue and Green Eyesby Koliavasilis Jimk

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