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and when she sighs – somewhere in Central Park
where my immense bronze statue looms – “Oh, Clark …
Isn’t he wonderful!?!”, I stare ahead
and long to be a normal guy instead.

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at eight, he’d ruin the longest railway line
by playing trains with real ones; and at nine,
release all my old enemies from jail,
and then I’d try to break his head – and fail.
 
So this is why, no matter where I fly,
red-cloaked, blue-hosed, across the yellow sky,
I feel no thrill in chasing thugs and thieves –
and gloomily broad-shouldered Kent retrieves
his coat and trousers from the garbage can
and tucks away the cloak of Superman;

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But even if that blast of love should spare
her fragile frame – what children would she bear?
What monstrous babe, knocking the surgeon down,
would waddle out into the awestruck town?
When two years old he’d break the strongest chairs,
fall through the floor and terrorize the stairs;
at four, he’d dive into a well; at five,
explore a roaring furnace – and survive;

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I’m young and bursting with prodigious sap,
and I’m in love like any healthy chap –
and I must throttle my dynamic heart
for marriage would be murder on my part,
an earthquake, wrecking on the night of nights
a woman’s life, some palmtrees, all the lights,
the big hotel, a smaller one next door
and half a dozen army trucks – or more.

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the heavy jaw; for I shall tell you now
my fatal limitation … not the pact
between the worlds of Fantasy and Fact
which makes me shun such an attractive spot
as Berchtesgaden, say; and also not
that little business of my draft; but worse:
a tragic misadjustment and a curse.

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Vladimir Nabokov

The Man of To-morrow’s Lament

(1942)
 
I have to wear these glasses – otherwise,
when I caress her with my super-eyes,
her lungs and liver are too plainly seen
throbbing, like deep-sea creatures, in between
dim bones. Oh, I am sick of loitering here,
a banished trunk (like my namesake in “Lear”),
but when I switch to tights, still less I prize
my splendid torso, my tremendous thighs,
the dark-blue forelock on my narrow brow,

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Present from a daughter to her cis-male dad on , cherishing the empathetic, caring, and glamorous „woman“ inside.
Just wow 😊​

A self-portrait I had to submit for an article.

Sweet dreams, Mastodon!

Session messenger / lewd /sexism 

To all who thought that the alt-right messenger is just a neutral piece of software without repercussions for your personal life, think again!

The just unrolled its latest feature: digital conversion therapy!

Yes, fellow fags and fairies*, just use and finally become that hero-jawed, cishet, “totally alpha” bully, right out of a closeted right-winger’s wet fever dream 🤮️

Stumbled upon this motif I did ages ago for Berlin’s great comic shop .

IIRC the only requirement was: “Draw a figure that reads something”.

The lines are a bit clunky, but I still like this surreal idea of some sort of -esque mining bot “reading” an ancient laptop – a tip of the hat to ⚙️​

Please support your local comic shops in this time of crisis, especially those like MG, which always supported local artists!

modern-graphics.de

Currently re-reading ’s and planning on posting this panel every time expert Matthew Green laments a new misdeed by , , and the like.

Wonder Woman 1984 spoilers 

Still can't get over the fact that there is absolutely *no* connection to Orwell's #1984 in .

(Granted, she whips two CCTV cameras to shreds in the early mall scene, but she lassoes a lot of stuff before and after.)

Why would you cite such an iconic year when it could just as well have been 1983 or '87?

Mind-boggling :blobthinkingeyes:

Pristine winter landscape, drawn with black, white and red ink and some white acrylic snow. ❄️

The main news about heavily trending on Twitter this weekend was *not* that revealed his signature role to be /#pan, nor that people were now wondering how the actor, who used to frequent an anti-LGBTQIA* church, would react.

The scandal is that silenced these queer voices and deliberately twisted the facts to:
“Chris Pratt is trending because he had a nice birthday tribute to his lovely wifey”. 🤮​

You know It had to happen:
reCAPTCH-Ads!

Next up: “Please select all images with crunchy bacon and free parking.”

Aaand the final incarnation of my mountains:

removed all paper and rubber cement and used fine brushes for outlines, rocks and structures. White ink for rivers in the valley.

Usually, this stage ruins everything, so although it doesn't capture the essence of this place, it's no disaster, either.

(I think I will add some digital structures later on in the computer phase, to make it a bit more iridescent...)

But for the moment, that's it!
Whew!

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Phase 4 of my mountain range:

Peeled off the rubber cement here and there, applied it in other places in hope of getting more shades and nuances.

Then sprayed ink again - it's so important to know when to stop.

(I can always make it darker in the ink stage, but making it lighter needs white ink and destroys the sprayed base.)

I must say I like it so far! Surprised I didn't ruin it yet.

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