…will be the death of me. Legit, the level of detailing is POSITIVELY fatal.
As many of my recent posts have been very light, whimsical, girlie and somewhat … nerdesque in spirit – I thought I’d conjure something a little bit darker and get back my my Goth roots. A little spooky.
I have always had an acute fascination (not terminal) with the anatomical tableau’s from visionaries like Leonardo Da Vinci, Andreas Vesalius and Galen. From a period of time, where they were literally, taking a stab in the dark to better understand the physicality of humanity. Overcoming many social norms to study, understand and attempt to decode aspects of our physiology – that even now are still being unravelled.
So *phew* Nerd-Crush-Rant-Over and Out! Can’t help it; all the early scientific minds were so thorough with their documentation, that they were works of art. SO BEAUTIFUL.
Back when I was in High-school – some years ago (I shall not confirm how long ago) – I wasn’t particularly good at maths or science. I barely passed that hard, if I did any worse… they would of put me down. But at least with mathematics their was no issues with flammable substances or risks of acid burns. Remember my Darlings, acid is bad.
Being somewhat of an easy distracted pupil (is a distraction/distracts peers – paraphrasing my Report Cards yadda yadda); I was never that far away from my diary, pencils, charcoal and felt tip markers – it kept me quite. When I was removed from those items, sh!t got real… hard for my
victims teachers. Between the frog doodles and frog doodles, there was barely any time to really listen to the pointed/eyeroll inducing instruction of my most favourite victim least favourite teacher. On an unrelated note: She ended up retiring the end of that very year. Very, very long year. For Her.
So back to my story; this member of staff, really liked acting like a Real Member (as in the dangly variety) and was quite cruel to a quite Mormon girl in my year. So having had enough – I then began ignoring any and all instruction during all her classes. “Hmm… what was that Miss?”
Long story short – during Chemistry, I put more effort into writing Yoda-speech-patterned Methods/Hypotheses and making my illustrations as “Kinder-Chic/Sh!t” as possible… to really cap it off… I didn’t correctly dispose of my acid compounds after class (in the specially designed acid waste jugs) and spaced out – had a new illustration I was being kept from – and then poured it down the sink. My bad.
So a lack of communication by the Member was found to be at fault, as there was maybe 5 students that day, WHO DID THE EXACT SAME THING! She never once mentioned those stupid jugs, and I think everyone was just happy not to have her wobbly ones brushing/resting on their shoulders as our work was being reviewed. *shudder* I wasn’t a shallow teen, per-say, I was just a wee angry – I am, however,
full-blown semi stubborn as a fully developed Raptor.
Get the look – I wish I could say. Start with the image outlines -I chose a Skeletal Unicorn stretching over my middle and index, Sugar Skull Woman with Flower Crown from my index and thumb, Ribcage/Shoulder Joint for my thumb, a Skull head for my Ring and a Skeletal Hand to finish the pinky. Fill in the features with white and then cover with glow in the dark – top by overtracing your original outlines. Fill in the background with blood red, than layer on a shimmery teal. Donzo, and it looks maze.
I have no words for how much I enjoyed this look – to me it’s just too beautiful. Between the detailing, colours and blow… I’m so Dyslexic. I. Can’t. Even. Lots of comments, about how unsettling it is – the glow just makes it that touch more creepier. Compliments by other Nerds/former Goths, which is always fun.
So what you think, Darling?
What’s your experiences with scientific breakthroughs? Any life affirming discoveries… like when I found $5 floating in the Ocean earlier this year – and was like: Whoa,- this is gonna be the Year of Raptor