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beckycloonan:

tatterhood:

Save the viking goats!!!

Johanna Thorvaldsdóttir’s Icelandic goat farm (Háafell) is facing foreclosure in September, resulting in the entire goat flock being butchered - unless enough funds are raised to save it!

There are less than 820 Icelandic goats in the entire world - they are an endangered species. Almost half of them will be lost if this farm is not saved. I visited Háafell 2 years ago and every goat I draw is rooted in this place. Any little bit helps :)

Some pretty cool perks (that tote bag, adorable!) but more than that there is a good cause behind all this. How many videos of screaming goats have I lost my shit over? The Icelandic Goat is a very cool breed. Time to give a little back I think.

Several things near and dear to my heart here: goats, saving endangered species, and small farmers trying to make a difference.  Please donate a little if you are able!

Also, for you Game of Thrones fans, this is the farm and these are the goats that apparently were menaced by Drogon the dragon.  I’ve never seen Game of Thrones, but still, that’s pretty cool!

OK, I’m going to bed now, but I wanted to post the super-rough sketches of Donatello and Raphael.  Mikey is to the left of Raph, but he’s not cooperating and I’m too tired to keep trying tonight.  

Donatello’s banner says: "Question: Do You Like Penicillin On Your Pizza?"

And Raphael’s says: "You Gotta Know What a Crumpet Is To Understand Cricket."

And Michelangelo’s banner will say (of course): "Wise Man Say, ‘Forgiveness Is Divine, But Never Pay Full Price For Late Pizza’"

These are way too much fun!  :D

Sketches of Leonardo!  Super rough, because I am lacking my light box and scanner, so I took these pictures with my webcam.  I’ll get my light box tomorrow and try to put this together nicely.

His banner is going to say "They were many, but we kicked… we fought well.”

The other three Turtles are on their way!

Tee you are tee el ee Power!

All my art stuff is packed up, but guess who’s drawing TMNT fan art anyway?  Thank goodness I always keep a pencil and computer paper around… but it’s a real pain not having my light box or scanner.  Bah!  

But I can’t believe inspiration struck hard enough to make me draw, so it might be worth a trip to the storage unit to try and dig out my light box and pens….. I’ll try and post a sketch tonight.  Leonardo!  :D

Donatello does machines.

Donatello does machines.

queensofdragrace:

RuPaul.

So infuriating.

frienem:

tea time with Linda!

frienem:

tea time with Linda!

Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.

Pearl (via psych-facts)

This is seriously the most accurate description of depression. Wow.

(via fake-that-smile-babe)

Most girls are relentlessly told that we will be treated how we demand to be treated. If we want respect, we must respect ourselves.

This does three things. Firstly, it gets men off the hook for being held accountable for how they treat women. And secondly, it makes women feel that the mistreatment and sometimes outright violence they face due to their gender is primarily their fault. And thirdly, it positions women to be unable to speak out against sexism because we are made to believe any sexism we experience would not have happened if we had done something differently.

I cannot demand a man to respect me. No more than I can demand that anybody do anything. I can ask men to be nice to me. But chances are if I even have to ask he does not care to be nice. I can express displeasure when I’m not being respected. But that doesn’t solve the issue that I was disrespected in the first place.

I can choose to not deal with a man once he proves to be disrespectful and/or sexist. But even that does not solve the initial problem of the fact that I had to experience being disrespected in the first place.

As a young girl, I wish that instead of being told that I needed to demand respect from men that I had been told that when I am not respected by men that it’s his fault and not mine. But that would require that we quit having numerous arbitrary standards for what it means to be a “respectable” woman. It would mean that I am not judged as deserving violence based on how I speak, what I wear, what I do, and who I am.

Hey kids, so I have an extra poster of this image, if anyone wants it!  It’s 17 x 22 inches, and in awesome condition  - I just grabbed this image off the internet to show what the poster looks like, this is NOT an actual photo of the actual poster.  Actual poster is in MUCH better condition and is currently rolled in a tube.  No holes or tears or bends.
Maybe someone wants to trade for it?  Art trade, fic trade, other TMNT (or other fandom that I’m into) trade?  Or just pay the shipping?  Lemmie know!

Hey kids, so I have an extra poster of this image, if anyone wants it!  It’s 17 x 22 inches, and in awesome condition  - I just grabbed this image off the internet to show what the poster looks like, this is NOT an actual photo of the actual poster.  Actual poster is in MUCH better condition and is currently rolled in a tube.  No holes or tears or bends.

Maybe someone wants to trade for it?  Art trade, fic trade, other TMNT (or other fandom that I’m into) trade?  Or just pay the shipping?  Lemmie know!

ask-gallows-callibrator:

eatyourpie:

unicorn-ghost:

i’ve been waiting for this photoset my whole life

thank you

yesyes

i was legit about to get upset but as i scrolled i became happier 

Nice tribute to Robin Williams on Deviantart.  Some gorgeous work, but none from the two Robin Williams movies I have in my DVD collection: “The Birdcage” and “Death to Smoochy”, both of which I find hilaaaarious.  ”Death to Smoochy” is a film that I think doesn’t get nearly enough credit.  *shrug*

This fits me so much that it hurts.  Today I am particularly struggling with numbers 1, 4 and 6.  Ugh.

This fits me so much that it hurts.  Today I am particularly struggling with numbers 1, 4 and 6.  Ugh.