I march second bass for Spring Valley (Huntington, WV), play percussion in our jazz groups, wind ensemble, a youth orchestra, and suck ass at learning trombone. I'm Montana, one in fifty, and that makes me one cool cat. West Virginia's a state, too, just so you know; and I live there. I also really want to make Bluecoats and/or Glassmen.
By Tessa Farmer, simply stunning and magical tiny sculptures, each almost too small to have been crafted by a human, they simply have to be real fairies. Made from desiccated insect remains and other organic materials, poised in battle with a garden beastie, each around 1cm tall.
“Exchanging Victorian romanticism for the darker pragmatism of science, Farmer evidences her specimens as fearsome skeletal fiends, plausible “hell’s angels” of a microscopic apocalypse.”
just a friendly reminder that you don’t have to justify your taste in music, movies, or books to anyone and if certain people make you feel bad or ashamed over stuff you like you should probably just tell them to fuck off