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the thing is... nothing particularly worth telling about happened. no, really. any day now RL is gonna start kicking me, hard, for loitering with intent. ~ ( jasmine-flavoured tea session happened. )~ then I, uh... got sucked into another black hole fandom, against all odds -- yeah, there were days when I seriously thought I'd never read comics, too, -- and something strange happened. I read & watch canon in English only, but fanstuff? mostly in Russian. beats me why. maybe Russian ways of thinking are that bit closer to Japanese original? anyway. I've been spamming the web in my mother tongue. even wrote a classic romantic fic, Bummer: A Love Story [in Russian. I've also been translating *between* Russian, English & Romanian, but I don't think I'll ever do this one]. ~ then there's fooling around with a marker & a camera improvisation: ( not!cosplay )~ I owe so much to so many %( Tags: mine, pix, recs, rl mood: calm sound: Shiro Sagisu - Invasion
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turns out I strongly dislike vodka. I'm a rum girl '-) jasmine tea, on the other hand, is fragrant and gentle. mmm, yum. ~ turns out there was a festival in our town, and we somehow got there a couple of hours before it closed '-) there were... amazing machines, artistic improvisation, kleizmer bands, bubbles, fireworks..! and balloons #-) well, ever since DWCon 2004 I wanted a balloon sword, and 5 years later I got one. ( in black. )~ so there's that. also, I need a [friendly] kick to finish the only story that seems to have some plot. the Bleach one is a totally lost case of fanart writing #-) Tags: mine, pix, rl mood: amused sound: Bleach Beat Collection - Zan
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some time ago I have, ah, discovered Bleach. [why, YES, I am most unwise.] being a barbarian, I got it all wrong, of course #-) so... here's my OneWTF3. the text is original. vimeslady, Starrk is the one on the right '-) ~ ( ...nyargh. )~ really... ...and then there are Ultimate Avengers. words, anyone?! Tags: pix, wtf mood: accomplished sound: INXS - Never Tear Us Apart
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today I slept in, swept the flat, drank some cranberry Ocean Spray & took my loneliness for a walk by the sea. the breeze, the space, the quiet, and Leonard Cohen song collection do one much, much good. I tried to write, too, but it did not work as planned. still might, though. got home at about 4 p.m., finally ate something, and switched back to the unreal life, thank goodness for torrents '-) so, what happens when you put together me, Photoshop and seemingly endless comic archives? nothing good, apparently. ( for one )( a handful of starkisms )( odds & ends )there. normal functioning? never to be resumed. Tags: iconic, pix, tfs mood: accomplished
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yes, I ain't dead. no, I have not got my shit together yet. it's raining, autumn's come... ...and in the spirit of WTF, whatever have another picspam thingy. Cold & Dark ( fanservice inside )there is a kinky story in all that mess. self-gratification, do shut up! meep, like..? Tags: caps, pix, глюк mood: awake sound: VAST - The Last One Alive
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пока я думала, как добыть из сети видеоролик с близнецами (ибо мало что сравнится с эльфийским лордом в полной боевой раскраске, жующим жвачку, например, - не выходя из образа), ролик даже на посмотреть онлайн исчез, как не было. не судьба... ...зато! нашелся один кадр из вторых "Иксов", в котором Малдер - ну очень Малдер, с классическим выражением "шо, опять?!" вот.um. the link above leads to one of my favourite pictures from XF2, in which Mulder is being very Mulder, mind the Russian site not '-) I've been also looking for ways to dl the Royal Featurette for Hellboy-2, but now I can't find it even to watch online. if anyone knows where this sweet little thing disappeared to, pls tell? Tags: h2, pix, recs, xf mood: okay
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got PotC-3 in the mail, like, finally. gods, I sort of forgot [!] how wonderful and trippy and awesome it is. organic, sneaky and so thick with L it's leaking... am, of course, incoherent, so here's a[nother] picture from last summer in NYC, taken after the movie, featuring me all bliss'd out:  Tags: mine, pix, videogasm mood: content
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 this picture was taken last year at Star Wars Celebration IV in LA. this picture shows me sitting in a line, under a wall, in the sun in full blast mode for at least an hour - and still looking fcking happy. those were the times..! part of the happy was our waiting in line to meet Billy Dee Williams [Lando Calrissian in SW V & VI]. now, I rather like them both. and I have a difficulty explaining what the magic was to anyone who was not there [lame, aye], but... that big grin up there? totally justified. why today of all times? 'cause we remembered the occasion over some pasta carbonara, and we indeed can't take spaghetti seriously any more. so there's a perfect happy moment that will last us for years... inexplicable '-) and that is just the thing, because today I've been also reminded, though less happily, of my curse of wanting things that are not. they either do not exist, cannot exist, or are so far beyond my grasp they could just as easily be nonexistent. there. I find I do not want quite a lot of stuff I'm perhaps supposed to want. I can do without. material, sensible things... and then I crave to the point of starvation something pure, painful and well-written. *facepalm* yes, that'd be going back to XF, because there is this thing, poignant [all the way from profoundly moving to keenly distressing to the mind or feelings, right through agreeably intense or stimulating] and beautiful and crazy in the unique XF way... and I want to see it written down right. as many times as it takes. [oh, it's almost like looking for the right Vetinari portrait by Paul Kidby #-) everquest] as is, it remains an inexplicable wonder. hunger is a terrible thing. Tags: mine, pix, rl, sw, xf mood: contemplative sound: *stop* doing what you keep doing to me
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I did catch the Phantom. and then I could not stop, for my ideas of beautiful are odd. ( but look. isn't he..? )[aye, that version of Phantom as an interpretation of Leroux's story sucketh with the rest of them, but it - alas? - does have its magic moments. soul music, for one.] and as the Independence Day is upon us, ( my patriotic kusudamas, let me show you them! )and then I had to watch Poltergeist: The Legacy 1.6, Man in the Mist, and... guh. wrong move, Elfie. wrong, wrong move. also, kind of this. hit me '-) Tags: caps, pix mood: accomplished
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too lazy & tired to run a decent picspam, but a bit... and the bit is golden. ( lookit )hellp... I've been hit hard #-) aw, the sweetest exasperation! ~ speaking of golden, the Yozayan reading & research paid off in a weird, weird way: I dreamt of... a robot spy. imagine C3PO, polished to his best, lurking in the halls and galleries of a palace decorated excessively, all but built of gold bullion. two men pass by, tall, clad in black with gold filigree & traces of scarlet. their footfalls are silent, their talk is soft, only heavy fabrics whisper silkily... they pass, and a portion of a wall steps up & opens its round electric eyes. sneaky... Tags: caps, dream, pix mood: accomplished sound: When I Go
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мозг, правда, был вынесен вчера... А Вот! плюс комментарии, конечно. вот, например, почему русскоязычный фэндом - это ахххх. знание + воображение + талант + небелый нуменорский юмор. ...а у меня лопата наперевес и мысль почему-то о... волосах Боромира. которые сначала относительно коротко подстрижены (Совет Элронда) , несмотря на месяцы путешествия из Гондора и поисков Ривенделла, а вот в этой самой главе уже ощутимо длинны. либо путешествие в компании стимулирует, либо по выезде из Рохана его еще и постригли? ну, глючит меня... и вообще, просыпаться и в путь! потому что оригами-экстрим в полночь под Призрак дома на холме хорошо, а в Реховоте лучше #-) Tags: jrrt, lotr, pix, recs mood: awake
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...though it did NOT help, as the evening was almost unbearably beautiful & gentle, what with ebb-tide and not twilight but soft light diffused under translucent clouds. ( look! )~ then the sun suddenly went away, only spilling brilliant white in the far west, ( like this. )~ and then the battery in our camera died. so we did not get to take pictures of purple-grey cloud dragons coiling about the gorgeous crimson disc of the rapidly setting sun and so forth. but before that, before the sun sunk into the sea, we went to dine at a place on the shore. which place commanded a most beautiful & serene view of pearl grey and sand brown and perfect celadon of gently rolling sea... which, alas, palette-wise at the very least, reminded me of ( this. )so there I was, shielded by strong wood, glass & sandstone imprinted with seas past, looking through the great windows, looking till the sun went down and all was grey. blast? blast '-) Tags: pix mood: high sound: Classical Guitar - Asturias
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tonight is the night when fandoms collide. one: PotC2 soundtrack is awesome. not same awesome as PotC1 OST, but... okay, it's opera. it deserves a prize for the titles alone, and the best parts are the new ones, not theme inserts from the first part. there is organ music in it, so guess who is in love with the sound! two: speaking of sounds. by a wicked coincidence I have read the train scene from The Book of the Dead to the sound of vocalise from The Ninth Gate. oh good Lord. the beauty and infernal calm, the power and passion, the inevitable, unstoppable light tread of doom? perfect. three: the upcoming Discworld Convention programme is ... well, wow. I won't be able to believe all that till I end up in the second row & such #-) with generous amount of cider to keep my feet on the ground '-) four: the sad reason for my craving a tablet & display combo is my fucked up coordination. [and some people suggest I try driving!] anyway... besides hand-shaking-creepy, ( Elfie fools around with airbrushes. )Tags: mine, p&c, pix mood: excited sound: He's A PirateTiesto Remix
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it's so easy to blame things on the music. the sounds. aural pleasure, phonetic associations, vibrations divine... and it's so unfair for someone who constantly denies home-like affection for any place she's been to to blame anything on roots and history and such. and yet... I cannot hear a good violin and not cry. I do not know what part of it is Jewish, what is Romanian, and what is just bad wiring in my head, but somewhere inside there are strings. I'm so deeply, terribly musically ignorant and inept I ought to be ashamed of such state of matters. I'm not, though, just teary-eyed, sad and hungry, and [gentle hills, red leaves, crisp air, the wind blowing a tune laced with smoke...] [old wood, limestone, red wine] [and thou] ~ ahem. I know. wasting space & time. I have, however, unearthed my copy of Brimstone. be wary. ~ I am, therefore I spam. cat-spam. because the more cats the better, and did you know that Siamese cats come in ( red and blue? )Tags: pix mood: cynical sound: dio - shame on the night
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am alive, more or less. maybe will live to see 28 Days Later on TV tonight #-) still, all I can do is lie semiconscious, switch channels, and click on links. cannot even read, so no CoC for poor E #-( [it's black and red and gold, and though I love crimson & silver of Still Life... better, it's still delectable. and proper. the gold slightly smudged, too... perfect. I cannot read it right now, but I remember] the would've-been-boyfriend's mother says she trusts my taste in reading. I wonder... ~ sometimes I feel like a bridge. a traffic bridge in a rush hour. that's the drawback of being omnivorous, of having too many obsessions and never falling out of love. sometimes I wonder... if I stood up & spoke out in all my fandoms, what kind of natural disaster that would be #-) *lurks, having the best of both worlds... and a monster headache* ~ oh, another thing I can do while sick, for reasons unknown: sketch in PainterClassic. behold, then, Elfie the Corpse Child:  ~ meep... Tags: mine, p&c, pix mood: blah sound: My Chemical Romance - I Never Told You What I Do For Living
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