Remembering the one Hades and Persephone fanfic retelling I read where the author had clearly never eaten a pomegranate in their life and just had the character in the Persephone role take a bite out of the side like an apple
The pattern is Neat Ripple. I used Knit Picks Mighty Stitch in lots of various colors. If you’d like specific color names, let me know. I’m fairly certain the lighter orange is discontinued, named “Conch”.
I knew a comic artist once who said he never looked at art and tried to avoid looking at created images entirely, because he only wanted to take inspiration from the real world. I’ve heard some pretentious things before and since then but nothing has ever topped that one.
“Tagging my art with your ocs is a form of art theft” is somewhere in this zone too, tbh.
“There are many days when all the awful things that happen make you sick at heart, when the path before you is so steep you can’t bear to look. Not even love can rescue a person from that.”
I’m obsessed with this chair. The artist takes a flimsy hunk of injection-molded plastic that’s been cost-cut to hell and back, and insists that we look at it with fresh eyes and understand its beauty. And they went about it in the most labor-intensive way I can think of.
Absolutely nothing about this design is convenient to execute in wood. Every piece is curved, most have compound curves. This is artisan craftsmanship: it’s inherently slow, manual, and skilled. Notice, also, that most features of this chair must be thicker and heavier than on the plastic chairs being imitated. Injection-molded chairs can be produced in this shape in a matter of minutes with far less material at very low cost.
If these flowing, organic curves are so beautiful in polished wood, perhaps they are also beautiful in the mass-produced chairs that are far more accessible. Perhaps we should remember to admire designs that succeed enough to become ubiquitous. I don’t know about you, but I’ll never see injection-molded chairs the same way again.
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