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aro-ace-of-spades · 3 months
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Been in a art block this just got me out of it x
the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.
three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.
two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.
their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.
one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.
i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.
i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.
and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?
you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.
a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.
someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.
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aro-ace-of-spades · 4 months
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I went from "I hate this dude" to "YEH KIRIN FUCK HIM UP UR MY FAV BOI" to loving him for beating up seth
Like personally I would've chops of his hands with the axe but that's just me
If you would have told me that Kirin was gonna end up my favourite boy I would've laughed at you but look at me now
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aro-ace-of-spades · 4 months
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"source"? bro the voices
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aro-ace-of-spades · 5 months
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I'm low key tryna take a break from tiktok cuz my mental health is at the worst it's ever been but I keep ON going in it cuz I'm just used to spending hours scrolling and now I'm realising how much it's taken over my life tf
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aro-ace-of-spades · 5 months
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Me when ppl say, big bro little bro or big sis or little sis
LIKE EW Im low key so close to my brother but if he ever said to me lil sis I'd break his foot
And If anyone catches me saying big bro just shoot me right then and there
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aro-ace-of-spades · 6 months
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When ur nose is blocked so u cant read anything cuz the voices in ur head won't shut tf up, so u can't concentrate on reading a fanfic
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aro-ace-of-spades · 6 months
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Pov ur just tryna read a sad fanfic but ur dad is talking sports to u
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aro-ace-of-spades · 7 months
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Is it just me but if I'm at a boring social event I pick out someone as eye candy and for some reason Im no longer bored
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aro-ace-of-spades · 7 months
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Pov me when I flirt w strangers/ppl I'm not into
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Vrs me when I flirt w my crush
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I have problems guys
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aro-ace-of-spades · 9 months
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Apollo kids headcanons
There eyes don't get squinty when they look at the sun tjey can see it without beigg blinded
They're all born with sun freckles
No need for spf they can't get sunburn or heat exhaustion.
All Apollo kids have a artistix gift such as art, music, archery, anything creative
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aro-ace-of-spades · 10 months
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NOOOOAOABHAHAHOOONOOO PLS COME BACK I NEED U
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I'm holiday w bad WiFi so the only thing that works is a03 and now that it's down I've been lookg at the same wall imagining my life isn't collapsing
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aro-ace-of-spades · 10 months
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Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy.
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aro-ace-of-spades · 10 months
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Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy. Crazy! I was crazy once, they locked me in a caravan without a03. A03? Ao3 is down, and ao3 beigg down made me crazy.
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aro-ace-of-spades · 10 months
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AHHHSHAHHAHHHHBBBHH NOOOOO
PLEASE COME BACK
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Ao3 is Down
Im slowly going insane
I'm holiday w bad WiFi so the only thing that works is a03 and now that it's down I've been lookg at the same wall imagining my life isn't collapsing
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aro-ace-of-spades · 10 months
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FIC MASTERPOST TIME
Reddie fics
Collage age Richie and Eddie figure out there feeling for each other
Already dating reddie
Reddie don't know each other and meet at a frat party (fboy Richie)
Richie tozier has a hair pulling kink
Richie has a secret crush on his coworker Eddie but gets drunk and txts Eddie
MOST RECMENDRRED FIC 🔽 HERE.!
Pt 1 of "I've overthougjt everything i can think of" series
Eddie and richie had a one night stand and Richie never txted back but wants a second chance with Eddie 2 years later
+1
Stan/bill fics
Soulmate au
Part 2 of "I overthougjt everything i can think of" series
Bill and stan broke up bc stan thought bill was a fboy but has realised he's sincere
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aro-ace-of-spades · 10 months
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Why tf did I post this, I do not remeber posting this
Was I drunk or some shit even tho I've never had a glass of alcohol
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aro-ace-of-spades · 11 months
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Me taking of my sunglasses to hear something like
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