Glitter, candy, and perfume Bubble bath of entropy And what a lovely day What a lovely feeling

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A pair of collab pieces I did with @scallysdomain, characters and their art are mine, and scally did the backgrounds! (thank you again dude, they turned out so cool [:)

Feat. a sock puppet vers. of @lyrebirdreams Agaricus Morie again since this is sorta a re-upload lol

I suppose I’m saying that Mass 3, like all of them, is exactly what it looks like: an iceberg. No more, no less. Cold, austere, barren. Awesome, of course, because since when were icebergs not? But, and bear with me with this, except for the fact that it’s levitating above London, it seems no more nor less awesome than its cousins in the sea.

There were, though, two exceptional images from that expedition. The first is the iconic shot of the team crossing an ice bridge between two forbidding white crags, with the slates and aerials of Wandsworth far below. The second is the selfie of Dr Joanna Lund, taken close to the iceberg’s summit.

Dr Lund looks unhappily at the camera. She’s slight, with squinting eyes circled in dark, her hat pulled down hard over her ears. Behind her is the pinnacle. You can just see the rest of the team at its base, looking up at the white blocks. There’s the usual hard beauty of such landscapes. The city is not visible. The ice could be any ice. But there’s a flat quality to the light and something in Lund’s expression that makes the picture profoundly unsettling.