Time Travel Shenanigans!

Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.

Huge mycelium network that has attained limited sentience and uses spores to communicate to people through dreams but because it’s mind is so Eldritch they’re more like nightmares

The Wandering Vine. Anyone who’s ever had to deal with a rogue Morning Glory or Mint knows that some plants are more, um, mobile, than others. Make one that just up and wanders off when your back is turned.

The Infinite Canebrake. Bamboo Forest as Eldritch Location a la The Backrooms or The Lot.

The Unmeasurably Old. So, this one is real. Some plants can reproduce vegetatively. Some of them are really good at this. There’s a Quaking Aspen up in Utah called Pando that’s got so many separate stalks that to the untrained eye it appears to be an entire forest. 100+ acres of trees. The individual stalks live for ~100 years, but the root network is the real organism, and that thing might be older than writing. We’ll never know. We can’t date the thing itself, it keeps moving itself around through and under the earth, redistributing Mass according to its own internal logic of rainfall and sunlight and organic chemistry. Rings? From which part? A stalk?

A living god. Flowing slowly about under the floor of a forest that is also a part of it.

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As if I haven't been writing for years. As if Black women and women of color haven't been saying what is wrong with this country for centuries. And right now, we have women of color- strong, capable women of color- in congress with solid progressive ideals and good ideas, and they are being lambasted as "too radical" and "too divisive".

Right now we have women of color who are writing about what is needed to move this country forward, and they are being dismissed as "race-baiting" and "antiwhite". And chances are, in future elections, we will again be reaching out to them and asking "What do we do now?" "How can we fix this?"

Studies have shown that pretty much anytime a white man talks about equality and justice, he is praised. It is seen as proof of his broad leadership abilities and his magnanimousness. But women of color are never praised. They are seen as bitter, devices, vindictive, and self-serving. This view hurts women of color and politics, in the office, and in academia.

We are often the most harmed by the failures of our systems to address structural inequality; we are often the first sacrifice to political compromise; we are the vote taken for granted in every single election; we are often the only group standing between an electorate and the next white supremacist representative-

and yet when we try to advocate for policies that won't have us scrambling to save everyone's asses in the eleventh hour, we are ignored or attacked."

Brother Murphy about to head down to the fishin' hole

I think of the first draft as an armature.

If I was making a beautiful bronze statue, I would need to make a clay model first. And, depending on the shape, before I even got out my clay I would need to get some good thick wire and create a basic shape for the clay to adhere to, so it doesn't all fall down. Once I have this essential 3D wire frame, I can start building and subtracting and refining.

But if I try to refine on just clay, it won't have enough of a core to hold it up. I'll sculpt a beautiful hand only to have the whole arm fall off and go smush.

The armature isn't the sculpture. It is the frame you build the sculpture around.

The first draft isn't the novel, it's a sort-of-novel-shaped thing that will hold up everything you build and beautify later.