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Hello I am Cat. These are things I want to show you. Some of them I drew. If I did I will say so.

September 27, 2014 at 4:10am
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iguanamouth:

she just stood there doing this little dance until we got up

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September 25, 2014 at 10:24pm
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thecheshirekitteh:

what it’s like to be an artist, writer, musician, ….

thecheshirekitteh:

what it’s like to be an artist, writer, musician, ….

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September 24, 2014 at 3:20pm
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Three little exes

10:40am
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Drawings with clouds of smoke/breath/thought/spirit

12:46am
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archinqs said: hey I was just wondering could I use your weenie roast flyer to analyse for my english language class? it's really awesome btw

Sure! Thanks! Go for it! 

September 23, 2014 at 3:20pm
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Two hands. Real big ones — 8x10 illustrations. 

2:15pm
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Hands I drew yesterday. Getting them framed up and listed on Etsy today. 

11:48am
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Reblogged from nayyirahwaheed

Art is giving yourself permission to translate life. Exactly the way you feel. See. And hear it. Be the artist you are. Give yourself permission to speak your own language.

— 

Nayyirah Waheed

I hope I add something in my translations. 

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September 21, 2014 at 10:26pm
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angelicaalzona:

your eggs went bad

angelicaalzona:

your eggs went bad

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September 20, 2014 at 2:01pm
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amuseoffyre:

linzeestyle:

mishasminions:

FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT STEVE TRIED TO TRIGGER BUCKY’S MEMORIES BY WEARING HIS LESS DURABLE RETRO!UNIFORM (aka the not-so-bulletproof outfit he wore the last time Bucky saw him) AND BY QUOTING SOMETHING BUCKY SAID TO HIM 70-SOMETHING YEARS AGO

Okay okay but can we just talk about this?  The entire movie Steve’s worth is defined by what Captain America has become.  He goes to the Smithsonian to see Captain America’s life projected back at him — the boy he was before a footnote, the sickly waif who wasn’t good enough until the army (literally) made him A Man — while he’s there he walks around unrecognized; the entire gag at the mall is based on the idea that this is a 6’2” hulking muscled mass of a guy who absolutely no one recognizes unless he has that star on his chest, because it’s the suit, not the person, who’s been given worth.  And when Steve thinks about the most memorable thing about himself — when he thinks about how to get Bucky back — he goes for that.  He goes for Captain America.  And it doesn’t work; Bucky doesn’t react at all.  Because Bucky always saw through that.  He didn’t give a shit about Captain America.  That “little guy from Brooklyn,” that’s the kid he loved, that’s the one he was following when he died, the one who’s scared voice knocked the memories out of him earlier in the movie.  And it’s only when Steve drops the shield, and the helmet — all of the things that make him Captain America, that make him immediately recognizable to the rest of the country, to the world — when he calls on this one, rogue memory from when they were just kids, from before he was the national ideal of manhood he’s been made out to be since his death…  That’s when Bucky sees him.  Because Bucky doesn’t remember, or care about Captain America: Captain America is just a target.  But Steve Rogers, that little kid from Brooklyn?  Is under him, and dying, and scared…and the impulse to protect is so much stronger than anything else that’s been done to Bucky since then.

Fun fact. The two times Bucky remembers Steve are when Steve is half-beaten-up and scared and calling his name, and when Steve is bleeding and almost dead beneath him. Bucky sees Steve when he looks the most like the Steve he was in childhood, the one Bucky protected and fought for long before that costume and that mask and that shield.

This is the kid who he pulled up from the playground after the bullies knocked him down. This is the kid who got into fights with people much bigger than him and knocked him flat. This is the kid needed him to watch his back. And that’s when he remembers.

😨

1:27pm
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raptorific:

I hit words at random on iOS 8’s new predictive text feature so I could see what type of sentence my phone thinks I’m likely to say, and

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September 19, 2014 at 3:20pm
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Ignition
A talisman for starting a project or renewing faith. Lighting up. Inspiration and expiration. Gathering kindling and making something out of nothing. Original 3x5 painting in a vintage frame

Ignition

A talisman for starting a project or renewing faith. Lighting up. Inspiration and expiration. Gathering kindling and making something out of nothing. 

Original 3x5 painting in a vintage frame

10:40am
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A talisman to draw like people together, or to help you recognize your similarities.  We Are More Alike, 2.75x2.5” drawing in a vintage brass frame, on Etsy

A talisman to draw like people together, or to help you recognize your similarities.

We Are More Alike, 2.75x2.5” drawing in a vintage brass frame, on Etsy

September 18, 2014 at 8:25pm
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Reblogged from catrocketship

catrocketship:

Hands I drew yesterday. They actually have the right number of fingers! Not planned. 

Whoops no they don’t

I am broken

6:46pm
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Labels in the studio today.

Labels in the studio today.