Something Wicked This Way Comes

Taako and Lup both wear those half heart “Best Friend” necklaces, but they’re them, so each has a half that says “Best.”

Hello! Hope you’re well - just wanted to drop you a quick message to say that I absolutely love your art and art style! I was wondering if it might be possible for me to use your lovely drawings of taako as inspiration for a cosplay of him that I’m hoping to do (fully crediting you of course)? I completely understand if you’d not be comfortable with that and very much respect your decision! Either way, I’m very inspired by your art, and hope you’re having a great holiday season! All the best ♥️

One of my favorite animation stories is when Disney hired a group of female animators to work on Snow White and like this was a huge deal, it was Snow White, it was going to be the very first full-length American animated movie, it would go on to win a special Oscar designed just for it (they didn’t know that at the time of production, obviously, but this is how groundbreaking the movie was). And obviously this was back in the 1930s so everything was hand-drawn and hand-inked but…because they had the actual physical cels right there in front of them, they could put whatever they wanted to on the paper, I don’t know about you all, but I feel like I definitely take that for granted. You think ‘pencil, ink, paints’ and that’s it. And apparently Walt Disney had that mindset too because he was confused by the texture of the makeup on Snow White’s face and so he asked his female animators and they were just like, “Sir, we used our actual makeup” like these animators actually did Snow White’s makeup which is mind-blowing enough but then you realize that there were over 250,000 cels in Snow White and okay, sure, only a fraction of those cels actually featured a closeup of Snow but it’s still insane to think that we’re looking at somebody’s real blush here (once you see it, you can’t un-see it):

so my english teacher put up new posters in her class and

“Both a little drunk in the middle afternoon / with the forgotten smart of August on our skin / we hold hands as if we still were children…”

places that exude magic

“[W]e melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territory.”