Oh. Wow)))
I can’t put it better, than this:
Click the image to follow to the actual, ahem, image. The answer’s there.
[Psst - that might not work from a dashboard, but I swear it works from my page]
And remember three things.
Oh. Wow)))
I can’t put it better, than this:
Damn, now I’ve seen proof: it’s true ;}
Dylan Moran had really signed my art of Dylan Moran.
Just… memorizing the moment)))
When you dance into the post office to something like this:
And get something like this delivered after, like, several months of silent patient waiting:
You start thinking in CAPS LOCK.
Like, you go OH MY DEAR GOD THIS HAS FINALLY HAPPENED A FULL CIRCLE OF POST PACKAGES WITH STRANGE T-SHIRTS I KIND OF FINALLY BELIEVE THIS IS REAL FOR NOW I HAVE THE PROOF I CAN TOUCH HOW ON EARTH I CAN THANK THIS PERSON A BIT MORE GOSH THERE IS ART FLOOD ON THE WAY I NEVER SUPPOSED I’D BE SUCH A FAN, while keeping the straight face.
That’s what son of Coul does to you, guys.
Trust me.
P.S.: The tricky thing is that post office in my town normally doesn’t deliver anything on Mondays. Coulson’s just broken the system)))
steel-heel said: y-your shirt ;A; WHERE DID YOU GET IT
Duuuude xDDD
I made it - ah, not the shirt itself, but the print design, naturally. It is the only one. As far as I can recall, there are seven similar ones in the world. Two of them are owned by the original of the painting))) And YES, I’m proud of this fact, I do admit frankly.
Also, for those who ask: no, there won’t be any reproductions of this very design. Different ones? Maybe. This one? I don’t think so. Single things must remain single, like they were supposed to be.
My dear friend Valentine (31, bachelor, smart, straight, über gentleman) and me (well, you know me). HAPPILY NOT MARRIED/ENGAGED/ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED IN SAECULA SAECULORUM. I really have no more comments on that.
Just this:
1. I’m 5’11” tall and dangerous. Even for men.
2. Yes, there IS a boat with cut branches on the background, and there’s no river or pool or even a navy shop anywhere around that place.
3. THIS IS WHAT ‘GOT A BIT CARRIED AWAY’ LOOKS LIKE IN SOVIET RUSSIA.
Welcome to my version of reality xD
SUMMARY: Let’s assume Hercule Poirot and other humble old-school gentlemen of his social circle exist in XXI century - and they somehow meet modern version of Sherlock Holmes. What would be the result?
Young genius vs. mature brilliance.
Nerdy chaos vs. geeky order.
The science of deduction vs. ze little grey cells…
Or does that really have to be “versus” between these detectives?))
WHAT: Gen, PG-13 because there’s a corpse (naturally) involved, lots of sick humour of a person who REALLY loves both canon universes (I prefer Christie, though, to be completely frank)), some French on the way, some intrigue and some plot hopefully will follow - yet I’m translating my fiction very slowly, because I’m not that free with words in English as with those in Russian.
WHY: BECAUSE I’VE BEEN ASKED TO TRANSLATE SOME OF MY TEXTS
Also, I’ve already mentioned I LOVE these characters.
And YES - this needs beta readers.
Also GUESS WHY MY NEIGHBOURS WILL SUFFER MOAR?!
I got this today. Thank God for music, my Grams for constant going like, “Y U NEVER SING FOR US”, Amanda Palmer for “Ukulele Anthem”, and Marilyn Monroe for, well, all that jazz. And special thanks go to Madderly for her harmonica practice, aye. My stubbornness also helps, I think))
Howling songs in da streets is about to happen.
SOON.
Moscow, beware.