It used to be that people wanted a house with a little property.
Now they just want house.
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Shit, we’ve reached that part where fifteen year olds tell us how much they liked this trilogy.
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A rather sketchy page of Tomine’s Optic Nerve
Tomines cover for the New Yorker. A writer stares out at a movie being made in the street in front of her.
For cartoonists feeling a bit low on their well—we all start somewhere. Here are two pages from Adrian Tomine thirty years apart.
30.11.2024 21:01 — 👍 9 🔁 3 💬 0 📌 0
Nothing I hate more than features I’ll never use.
That and companies telling me my intellectual property is actually theirs.
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COMING SOON: AI + Guy™
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They give and they taketh away (reference to the market on the cover).
01.12.2025 01:40 — 👍 2 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
IF YOU ARE TRYING TO MAKE A COMIC...
Please talk about it on this thread! I would love to hear what stage you are at, what is working well, and what has proven more difficult than you thought.
Share a bit of art, if you can!
Sing your own praises, if you like!
30.11.2025 16:17 — 👍 974 🔁 313 💬 322 📌 36
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but ‘remember when streamers used to drop the whole season’ is now an indicator for age.
You say this, you’re old.
30.11.2025 20:03 — 👍 2 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
I think this might be my favourite.
30.11.2025 07:41 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
Aerosmith>Guns and Roses.
29.11.2025 19:36 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
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29.11.2025 19:17 — 👍 23 🔁 9 💬 1 📌 3
No one saw him disembark in the unanimous night, no one saw the bamboo canoe sink into the
sacred mud, but in a few days there was no one who did not know that the taciturn man came from the
South and that his home had been one of those numberless villages upstream in the deeply cleft side of
the mountain, where the Zend language has not been contaminated by Greek and where leprosy is
infrequent. What is certain is that the grey man kissed the mud, climbed up the bank with pushing aside
(probably, without feeling) the blades which were lacerating his flesh, and crawled, nauseated and
bloodstained, up to the circular enclosure crowned with a stone tiger or horse, which sometimes was the
color of flame and now was that of ashes. This circle was a temple which had been devoured by ancient
fires, profaned by the miasmal jungle, and whose god no longer received the homage of men. The
stranger stretched himself out beneath the pedestal. He was awakened by the sun high overhead. He was
not astonished to find that his wounds had healed; he closed his pallid eyes and slept, not through
weakness of flesh but through determination of will. He knew that this temple was the place required for
his invincible intent; he knew that the incessant trees had not succeeded in strangling the ruins of another
propitious temple downstream which had once belonged to gods now burned and dead; he knew that his
immediate obligation was to dream. Toward midnight he was awakened by the inconsolable shriek of a
bird. Tracks of bare feet, some figs and a jug warned him that the men of the region had been spying
respectfully on his sleep, soliciting his protection or afraid of his magic. He felt a chill of fear, and sought
out a sepulchral niche in the dilapidated wall where he concealed himself among unfamiliar leaves.
The Circular Ruins by Borges. It’s a good read.
28.11.2025 20:32 — 👍 1 🔁 1 💬 0 📌 0
No one saw him disembark in the unanimous night, no one saw the bamboo canoe sink into the
sacred mud, but in a few days there was no one who did not know that the taciturn man came from the
South and that his home had been one of those numberless villages upstream in the deeply cleft side of
the mountain, where the Zend language has not been contaminated by Greek and where leprosy is
infrequent. What is certain is that the grey man kissed the mud, climbed up the bank with pushing aside
(probably, without feeling) the blades which were lacerating his flesh, and crawled, nauseated and
bloodstained, up to the circular enclosure crowned with a stone tiger or horse, which sometimes was the
color of flame and now was that of ashes. This circle was a temple which had been devoured by ancient
fires, profaned by the miasmal jungle, and whose god no longer received the homage of men. The
stranger stretched himself out beneath the pedestal. He was awakened by the sun high overhead. He was
not astonished to find that his wounds had healed; he closed his pallid eyes and slept, not through
weakness of flesh but through determination of will. He knew that this temple was the place required for
his invincible intent; he knew that the incessant trees had not succeeded in strangling the ruins of another
propitious temple downstream which had once belonged to gods now burned and dead; he knew that his
immediate obligation was to dream. Toward midnight he was awakened by the inconsolable shriek of a
bird. Tracks of bare feet, some figs and a jug warned him that the men of the region had been spying
respectfully on his sleep, soliciting his protection or afraid of his magic. He felt a chill of fear, and sought
out a sepulchral niche in the dilapidated wall where he concealed himself among unfamiliar leaves.
The Circular Ruins by Borges. It’s a good read.
28.11.2025 20:32 — 👍 1 🔁 1 💬 0 📌 0
Yup. 20 bucks usd.
28.11.2025 19:14 — 👍 1 🔁 1 💬 0 📌 0
5 animals I've seen in the wild.
Octopus.
Sockeye Salmon.
Dungeness Crab.
Moose.
Barn Owl.
28.11.2025 16:14 — 👍 6 🔁 1 💬 1 📌 4
This season feels rough and ready—like they’re back to the pre-covid era of getting er’ done and out. A lot of the plot points seem fetch quest-y, but there are little moments of neat-o plunked in there that make it worthwhile.
28.11.2025 15:34 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
I think it’s been that way for awhile. Like, let’s go watch the sharks in the tank. Maybe they’ll eat a fish or something.
I remember people talking about it like that in the 2005-ish.
28.11.2025 15:31 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
Woman in a black dress with a scythe
Woman with a crow skull as a head
Frankenstein
Skeleton man in a tree
Who’s been keeping Jeff Jones from? Because I’m angry that you’ve been withholding these gorgeous paintings.
28.11.2025 05:40 — 👍 5 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
Just watched Stranger Things, and I gots to say, I really wish we could get a good live action Akira.
28.11.2025 05:13 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1
Remember: what they do to Indigenous people they will eventually do to everyone.
This is infuriating.
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Little baby justice league
Deep down the rabbit hole of nostalgia. The cutest version of this team ever,
27.11.2025 06:36 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
DuckDuckGo is the best Google alternative out there. I'd switch if I were you.
26.11.2025 18:53 — 👍 4 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
The "Where's My Wife" Fit
Featuring 4 protaganists all wearing Jeans, A green / dark shirt, and bomber overcoat.
James Sunderland
Sebastian Castellanos
Alan Wake
Ethan Winters
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First in Fright: The FANGORIA Compendium
The Complete History of Horror from the Pages of the #1 Horror Magazine
I mean, no one posted this on my feed. So, I guess I'll have to do it myself.
26.11.2025 01:16 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
I think that been outlawed in writing schools across the country.
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Sex appeal of a used condom found inside a rotting moose carcass.
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Barf.
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