That would be Optimistic to the Point of Foolishness.

ETA: MY WEASLEY FEST PRESENT!!! Is made of awesomecakes!!! I giggle! I laugh! I have naughty fantasies about Ginny in a top hat!!!

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OH YEAH. online shops. like etsy, folksy etc. who has one? what can you recommend? if you sell directly via your own site, how does that work? any tips? thankee!

(this'll be for my own stuff, not HP fan art)

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you know my workload is getting too much when I find the time and misplaced energy to do something like this.

But yay! weasley_fest submission done! Oh this is going to be exciting.



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Oh. I thought not. But speaking of which.



My own Lewis Carroll book!



And you can buy it, too.

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"In my life, I have seen things that are truly horrific," says the old bloke with the beard (Dumbledore?) at 1min 23sec, the camera zooming in on a small lad apparently farting acrid smoke, which seems a little harsh. It's "unpleasant", certainly, but I wouldn't go so far as "truly horrific".

LOL. At last, the Gruaniad is posting about something totally insignificant and funny, instead of reminding me of our Collective Impending Doom. The author referring to Hermione as a "young wizardette" is kind of galling, because "wizardette" sounds feeble and vapid and wannabe rather than the powerful-in-her-own-right "witch". On the other hand, movie!Hermione does kind of qualify as a "wizardette".

Anyway, I was thinking that the zillion trailers really are showing bits of the whole film pieced together (has anyone attempted it on youtube yet?), and as with most trailers (which are always too long nowadays: one reason I went to see "8 Mile" was because it had the best trailer), they are probably showing the best bits...

Which reminds me. I should do some more fan-art. (The girl I'm planning/hoping to go and see HBP with has demanded a tantrum!Harry.)

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So...(quoting from antoshevu) the first TEN (if I ever get to ten) people to comment in this post get to request a drabble or a sketch of any pairing/character (from one of my usual fandoms - which is Harry Potter, but I'll throw in Lord of the Rings too, as an alternative, because I know the book and the movie, if not the fandom). In return, those ten people have to post this in their journals, regardless of their ability level (oh yes).

( My drabble from antoshevu )

Yay! Over to you now.

OMG, while rooting through my old fanfic-files I found this old thing that I wrote together with Rhemus *waves* on FictionAlley, back in the age when I still was on Fictionalley. Oh, the heady days of discovering fandom and speculating about the next book.

Anyway, it grew out of the thread discussing similarities between HP and Lewis Carroll's work, and possible cross-overs etc.

( You Are Old, Professor Dumbledore )

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I'm so knackered! I was working 6 hours straight in the print studio without a break today! Too much to do for Beltane! I uploaded new/old pictures! And this is the best song for winding down at the end of the day!



There's a version with better sound here but OMG enjoy the 80's music video.

Why did I think of this? Oh yeah, my username. Tomcats are one of the reasons I called myself Tom. There are others, too.

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AINDERBY QUERNHOW (n.)

One who continually bemoans the 'loss' of the word 'gay' to the English language, even though they had never used the word in any context at all until they started complaining that they couldn't use it any more.

- from The Meaning of Liff by Douglas Adams

Well, I am going to be an Ainderby Quernhow and lament the loss of the word "gay" (meaning "homosexual") to the English language because now it apparently means "stupid and weak and effeminate and lame* etc. etc. etc."

And "worthy of horrendous senseless bullying".

Eleven years old. I don't think I had any real concept of my own actual sexual feelings when I was eleven. I don't think that's late, I think it's pretty normal, and therefore take it that children bullying another child with anti-gay language has little to do with their actual sexuality and more to do with any excuse of perceived otherness to gang up on someone. It's just like bullying someone for their skin or hair-colour, their faith, their economic status, their dis/ability, their nationality, their gender, their diet. And yet bullying with anti-LGBT language is widely ignored because people either don't care or simply don't know how to deal with it and are afraid to try.

Anyway. Next time think before you use the word "gay" as an insult, because I think the change from "gay" meaning "happy and frolicsome" to meaning "homosexual" is less cruel and difficult than the change from the meaning "homosexual" to the meaning "stupid and disgusting". You might as well use the word "black" or "female" as an insult.

* "effeminate" and "lame" are equally questionable insults, though the insulting meaning of "effeminate" goes back to... well I don't think "effeminate" was ever a good or neutral thing. The use of gendered insults is a whole other can of worms. I recently heard someone derisively refer to her father as "a woman" because he'd wept with emotion during his own wedding. Sheesh.



Thanks to celestialsoda for inspiring this rant. I could write more. But I won't, I need to sew fire-fingers.

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I am now going to embed a video of my marvellous old art tutor. LOL our work is so similar ;)



I think she's so awesome. Seriously, that thing about our work being similar was of course a joke, but she was a really great tutor in finding out what each of her students' individual style/theme/"thing" was, that was rare. Most tutors I had ended up suggesting I do sort of what they did: the guy who did big paintings said I should turn that funny book into big paintings, the etching dude said I should do etchings. But Frau Grosse (strange how she was always referred to as Frau Grosse or Katharina Grosse, never Grosse, or Katharina, or "the Grosse", like the other, male tutors were just referred to by their surnames. "Professor Grosse" was a bit of a tongue-twister though.) - as I was saying, Frau Grosse liked the weird conceptual shit I was doing to try and fit in, but encouraged me to pursue figurative drawing again and work with language and go to Vancouver and... in fact she was always subtly encouraging me to leave her class and in fact leave the art school and go somewhere else because she saw sooner than I did that I didn't fit in anymore. Ah, <3 <3 <3 I should have followed her advice.

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