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poisonhemloc · 2 hours
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Brittle Hollow! I'm doing most of these locations in the order that I visited them in game, so this was the third planet I went to. I find it really interesting to see how different people play the game. I made sure I found everything on each planet before moving onto the next one, whereas my friend just went wherever he felt each loop.
I had to experiment with a bunch of different techniques for this one, and I'm pretty happy with how they turned out. I feel like committing to doing a series of artworks is how I improve the most at art.
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Love these funky little travellers.
DLC doodles under the read more, so beware of spoilers!
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I kicked and cursed through the whole experience.
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poisonhemloc · 3 hours
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I forgot my ship 😔
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poisonhemloc · 3 hours
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some quilts by Jonathan Shannon (1938–2016) photographed at the San Jose Museum of Quilts and Textiles
Canciones de Mi Padre, 1989
From My Garden of Earthly Delights, 1992
Amigos Muertos, 1994. Rejected from the American Quilter's Society show due to the inclusion of Shannon's red AIDS ribbon (left skeleton). Shannon had won Best in Show the year before. Shannon organized protest letters as a result and made some impact on the issue of censorship in quilting.
Shadows: Gay Men's Chorus, 1995
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poisonhemloc · 19 hours
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Brittle Hollow
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poisonhemloc · 1 day
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Giant's Deep! This is my favourite planet, it's a nice colour. It's also the first planet I went to after exploring Timber Hearth, and i remember I somehow landed on the quantum moon and lost my ship, so I spent half the loop floating around Giant's Deep trying to stay afloat until I washed up on Gabbro's Island. It's also a lot calmer (somehow) than a lot of the other planets, I only died on it once or twice.
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poisonhemloc · 1 day
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🪐Outer Wilds: Echoes of the Eye
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Followup to my previous post - a heavily colour graded & edited Outer Wilds: Echoes of the Eye screenshot with minimal spoilers.
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I keep scrolling through A03, looking for good fics, and every time I find one I'm interested in I release you wrote it lmao. Thanks for the good content! :)
thank you! <3
...every time i think 'oh this is probably it and im gonna pause' another wip hits me and i dont want to count how many i have right now so uh. they will. slowly. keep coming
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poisonhemloc · 2 days
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The Vessel
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@poisonhemloc
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His name is Jeb
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🪐Outer Wilds
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I caught as much of Outer Wilds as I could in a single perfect screenshot then edited it as close to perfection as I could.
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poisonhemloc · 2 days
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various outer wild doodles as i acclimate to how i wanna draw these gayliens
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Albinism, piebaldism, and melanism are so important to me
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poisonhemloc · 3 days
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poisonhemloc · 3 days
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i've been fighting brain to cooperate and its not going the best it could go so uh have two chunks of writing
'Poison these read as unfinished' they kinda are I was just fleshing people out
“That’s interesting.” Slate focused on the Hearthian- the hatchling, really, they were definitely still living with someone- currently poking at the malfunctioning radio in the truck.
“What’s wrong?” They could fix the radio themself, but technically Feldspar and Gossan owned these trucks and Feldspar had insisted on calling an independent tech after two CDs got chewed up. 
“There’s a bit in here that’s destroying the CDs, wild. It must have gotten jarred loose in a weird way, it looks deliberate.” Slate watched them very carefully, waiting for the follow up “you said you do all the maintenance on these, did you-?” But it didn’t come. 
“Do you have a diagram of this radio and all?” 
“Somewhere. Why?”
“There’s like, extra parts in here, I think. Wild.” The hatchling dug around in the backpack they brought. “I can fix it, if you take it out of the truck and give me a week, but Feldspar wanted a fast fix, and I think that’s this.” They held up a cable. “Just bypass the player entirely, they can hook a phone up to this. At least until there’s time to let me take the player out.” 
Slate watched them for a second longer than they should- the unwavering little smile was good enough, they probably wouldn’t point fingers- and nodded. “Sounds good, Potch, I’ll pass that along.”
“I’ll call Feldspar later to tell them, I think I missed their call window.” They hopped down from the truck and looked up at Slate. “But otherwise I think I’m done for today! The cable can stay in the truck ‘til they’re ready for a more permanent fix.” The light behind them gave a little iridescent outline to the freckles scattered across their face and arms. 
“Thanks, Potch. I’ll keep your number in case something else happens.”
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Granite and Hal walked into the tattoo shop, Granite calm, Hal anxious.
“It’s just color.”
“I know, I know, it’s fine, just-“
“Hal?” A hatchling appeared from the back- just a normal Hearthian, except, they’d managed to avoid any of the little jagged injuries every Hearthian Granite had ever met got in their ears growing up. 
“I’m Hal.” 
“Magalor is just cleaning everything, xe’ll be right up. Go ahead and take a seat.” 
“Okay, thanks.” They didn’t vanish into the back again, but turned to look at Granite. 
“Moral support?”
“Yeah.” 
“Thought so.” They looked like they’d add something for a moment, but didn’t, and walked back to whatever they were doing. 
Magalor appeared after a minute. “Hal, good to see you. Come right back.” They looked down and grinned, feathers shifting. “Granite, are we getting you into my chair anytime soon?”
“Maybe, but, not right now.”
“Fair, fair, come along.”
“Do you have a new apprentice?”
“Oh, Chrys? Not a new apprentice, but they’re only here part time.” A blink, as xe pulled on gloves. “We’re working on their people skills.”
“…is that-“
“Excellent artist, tends to make judgements of people and never change their mind. I will convince them of the benefits of change in time.”
“Don’t you do permanent art on people’s skin?”
“Well, yes, however, there is always a time where someone may wish to change or cover up or redo a tattoo. Or even have it removed. There is very little in life that is always unchanging and they do not like that.”
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poisonhemloc · 3 days
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surviving escape pods
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