There has been an influx of repost bots on the sub recently. So far the filters and myself have been catching all of them. But if you see one seemingly sneak through (like it is up for more than a day) shoot me a modmail.
Happy Friday, Inkers-
Yes, I’m a day late and yes, it’s entirely my fault. For those of you who base your weekly flow on a timely Inktober prompt, I’m so very sorry!
This week, the prompt is BALD, and of course, the first thing I think of is a gentleman with no hair, but let’s see if your imagination can take you any farther than that.
Best wishes for all you draw today!
-Alison
Good morning, Inky friends-
Your posture pictures were so good! I especially loved to see those that were woven together with artwork about your moms for Mother’s Day. We celebrated with a strawberry cake that was so delicious, I may have been loudly singing my own praises for longer than necessary. Jake might have had to remind me that “pride goeth before the fall.” (No more cake for him.)
Besides my rather brilliant cake, we had a great week over here, with my oldest son and his wife welcoming their first baby. They are bursting with pride (and rightfully so) while Jake and I are over here tearing up with every photo they send and wishing we were there. I’m half expecting to see Tate reenacting that Rafiki and Simba scene from The Lion King, holding his little guy up for all their neighbors to admire and singing “Nants ingonyama bagithi baba!” (I know you’re singing it in your head right now.) We might have jumped into that proud-grandparent territory too, as I’ve shown his photo to anyone I encounter, including our poor mailman and the dentist.
For the prompt this week, show me what PROUD brings to mind, good or bad. And if you’ve got a second, stop on by for some strawberry cake and baby pictures.
Love,
Alison
So on the art sub I moderate there have been a lot of repost bots appearing as of late. Even if they get by the filters, it is really easy to catch them (I won't say how I know, I think at least one of them is following me around).
Last night I had a repost, followed by three new accounts commenting approval, followed with a DM to the mod team (which is in fact just me). The modmail was offering a brand new moderation tool. And that would be a hijack attempt for sure.
Reposter that caught my eye: https://old.reddit.com/user/fickereljeecje2
Commenters:
https://old.reddit.com/user/fatteredluncqtured
https://old.reddit.com/user/Sselmaxx
https://old.reddit.com/user/goibledswopcorn6
Wording of the DM: Hey mods! I'm building a mod tool and wanted your opinion on it! Could I have a lil chat with someone?
I'm leaving out the user account of the DM for now.
Just wanted to get the info out there so someone smarter than me can give it a look.
Good morning, Inklers!
It was a good airplane week over here thanks to your drawings which were fantastically inspiring (and almost enough to convince me to fly somewhere.)
Coincidentally, we were at the airport this week, waiting for my son’s plane to land and I got a chance to people-watch a bit; a favorite hobby of mine. I’m always amazed at the many different shapes and sizes of humans that fill the spectrum of lanky, muscly, curvy, stocky, willowy, soft, angular or sturdy. Not just that, but also how their faces are arranged and how they carry themselves. The variety is beautiful!
When I was in high school, I grew 8 inches taller in one year, and mind you, this was before being tall was “cool.” I thought if I hunched over when I walked, that somehow nobody would notice that I was towering over all my friends, so I spent many years purposely trying to shrink and appear cute and dainty, but instead looking like some sort of upright awkward lizard-person. I look back at photos now, and wish I knew to stand up straight and own it!
This week, try and capture in your art one of the many unique postures you see around you. I can’t wait to see the tapestry of humans! (or whatever you choose to portray)
Until next time, be good, be kind, and don’t slouch!
Good morning, Inkanaters!
All your fabulous greasy french fry drawings certainly made me want to pick less-healthy food choices this week. Nicely done. Now I’m sitting here, not only wishing I had a big greasy bag of fries, but also wishing I was on a beach somewhere with that bag of fries. The problem? I’m ridiculously afraid of flying and only my love of my family will convince me to get on a plane. Visit my parents? Sure thing. Go see a new grandbaby? Yes, obviously. Travel to see my adult kids? Not even a question. Go somewhere fun just to go? Ehhhh….
You see, I’m the crazy lady gripping the arm rest with every turbulence bump and squeezing my eyes shut on both takeoff AND landing. One time I fell sound asleep mid-flight and didn’t wake up in time to realize the flight was nearly over. When we finally touch down, we have a really hard landing and I’m jolted awake while my just-unconscious-two-seconds-ago brain thinks we’re crashing. So of course I start screaming. Loudly. I look over to my youngest two kids and they have these terrified looks on their faces (cuz I’m screaming but yeah I didn’t think that at the time), so now I’m SURE we’re crashing and I scream LOUDER. It takes a couple of seconds of looking around at other passengers and seeing buildings out the windows to realize we are indeed safe and I’m now the biggest lunatic on the plane.
Don’t get me wrong, I think airplanes are amazing inventions. I love the old propeller biplanes and really big chunky cargo planes. I get teary every time jets fly close overhead like they did every once in a while when we lived in the desert, and I’ve rewatched so many scenes from the new(ish) Top Gun movie just because the flying is so dang awesome.
So, yeah. If I have a REALLY good reason to fly, I’ll do it but if you see me at the airport, please know I’m a mess and don’t judge me for my jitters. Maybe just distract me with some french fries.
Love you lots,
Alison