Charcoal Feathers

6 Feb

setoukaiba:

I have no words.

Here’s the link to the original artist http://lerms.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d55elsv

Always love

26 Jan

chirart:

chonklatime:

thisisthinprivilege:

obesitynightmare:

therotund:

lavishness:

therotund:

drst:

alithea:

julounge:

Abandoned Velma by ~nebriniel

i saw this earlier and LOVED IT but then the person posted the artist’s motivation/inspiration and it filled me with such intense rage.
from their diviantart, emphasis mine:

I’ve seen numerous fanarts of Velma, depicting her as some über curvy and sexy and geeky fantasy material… and for some reason, I wanted to draw the opposite - a tubby Velma, an out of shape Velma, a having-finished-with-the-mystery-squad-letting-herself-go Velma… I mean, that happens, right? People get done with what they think are their glory days and kind of just… exist instead of living.So here we have Velma that’s been stood up on a date. I picture this being her first date with that particular guy, but not the first time she’s been abandoned like that.Instead of distress, I wanted to show her as being used to this sort of thing by now - she’s gotten into a habit of bringing a book along with her, even. I would say she never held out much hope for succeeding with the date tonight, but, nevertheless, tried to make herself look nice. She’s not grieving much, as her outlook on the whole situation is rather removed and philosophical after so many failures.I wonder why she keeps trying?

when i saw this, i was like “oh man! this is awesome! look at velma looking a-may-zing in that great dress, drinking a glass of wine, reading a book. looks like paradise!”
but the artist made this thinking “velma lets her self go, gets fat, and then gets stood up on dates. and she is so used to being treated like garbage, that she just assumes it will happen, and brings a book” because that’s totally what happens, right? you get fat and nobody wants to hang out with you or date you or be seen with you??
this artist is a fucking dumb-ass.
“I’ve seen numerous fanarts of Velma, depicting her as some über curvy and sexy and geeky fantasy material… and for some reason, I wanted to draw the opposite.” well BUMMER DUDE because that is actually exactly what you did.

What an asshole (the artist, not the commenters). She looks fabulous.

I wonder if the artist has any idea what they’ve created here - which is actually a pretty apt commentary in that, hey, here’s this woman who a lot of people think is totally awesome, who is completely attractive, who seems pretty self-sufficient and has had a lot of interesting things going on in her life - but, oh, man, she’s “used to” being stood up so she just takes it like it’s her due and doesn’t ever question why it’s supposed to be her fault. This artist has created a portrait of so many fat people that I know who are AWESOME and who genuinely believe that there is something wrong with them morally and socially because they’ve been told time and again that being fat is some kind of mortal sin.
And, yeah, we get all up in arms about “confidence is sexy” because, hey, it’s a fucking cliche. But there really are self-fulfilling prophecies; we learn not to see people flirt with us because we don’t believe anyone could possibly flirt with us. We hate our own bodies because, hey, we’re supposed to, right?
And meanwhile, to some objective observer, this fat woman in this picture is just hanging out, looking fly, reading a book and drinking some wine.
One of the most effective tools of oppression is to make the oppressed believe it is their fault, that they deserve it. And fat people are really fucking good at hating ourselves.
tl;dr: love the picture, think the artist is probs a fat-hating douche who has helped perpetuate the loathing so many fat people feel for themselves. Good times.

Bolding in the above commentary is mine, because a) that is probably true most of the time, which makes my heart hurt (for how much self-hate I still have sometimes) and b) except when she’s being viewed by the person who drew this picture, who clearly sees fat girls drinking wine and reading and can only think “she’s clearly been stood up again, poor fat slob” which makes my heart hurt more because maybe she’s just had a bad day and wants a glass of wine and some goddamned peace and quiet.
Fat politics is hard, you guys.

Love this additional commentary.
And but so maybe she also just likes going out and having a glass of wine and reading a book. The things that people read into strangers without any knowledge of that person whatsoever are sometimes astonishing. And the way that lots of people look at fatties and see sad folks no matter what the fat person is actually doing really IS something that kills me.

Being fat means that we can be happily reading a book with a glass of wine & others may see us as ….. A LONELY NIGHTMARE.

Thin privilege is being a before and not a ‘nightmarish, lonely’ after by virtue of weight gain and NOTHING ELSE.

This was EXACTLY why I didn’t reblog this the first time I saw it.
When I looked at this image, I saw Velma, looking stunning, taking some time out to relax between solving mysteries.
When the artist looks at this image, they see someone who should be considered pathetic.
Consider the disconnect. Consider why we think that weight implies something, implies anything, about someone’s personality, about their life, about happiness.
And lay the fuck off Velma, because I will throw the fuck down in her defence.

I think what gets me is how it’s SUCH AN IMPOSSIBILITY!!!!! for overweight girls to be seen as attractive? Like…
idk man, I’m got curves to spare, and I’ve come across a lot of eager men who really want to appreciate my badonka-donk. I’ve met many strangers who beeline toward me when I’m hanging around friends who happen to be thinner than me. Went on a date with a guy once who really couldn’t stop telling me how gorgeous I looked.
Like, don’t get me wrong, a lot of these situations are just as problematic and skeevy as any street harassment out there (except for that last example), and this doesn’t dismiss that fat-shaming is a really angering, frustrating reality (of which I have also experienced)… but this idea that being overweight is the same thing as being an unholy leper in your sex life is kind of one of the biggest lies being told today.
Ever since I was a kid and I started getting static over my weight, I’ve always thought the people who dish it are incredibly small-minded and shallow, and not people I have any interest in knowing. I’ve yet to be proven wrong.

Not to dogpile on the artist, but I didn’t see this as Velma being lonely, or sad, or forgotten.

To the artist: I am personally not seeing a lot of hints to the viewer towards the interpretation you wanted to paint. Velma is supposedly waiting for someone, but there is no empty chair. We do not see her surrounded by empty space or other dispassionate patrons. She only has the one glass and she seems comfortable, having removed her shoes. She does not give the impression of idle boredom or killing time, she seems quite engrossed in her book. And she is lit up like nobody’s business. Compare the values of Velma to those of the area surrounding her. She stands out as the one bright source and has no heavy shadowing, but the light doesn’t seem sharp or dehumanizing. It is warm.
I don’t feel that there is anything wrong with wanting to portray a character who feels lonely or forgotten, but making them fat just isn’t enough to express those concepts to the viewer. Because as people above me have mentioned, being overweight isn’t an automatic cue for being unloved
I hope you don’t mind all this unsolicited advice. Your DA page mentioned that you were having trouble bringing across your idea so I thought I would mention some things that did not cause it to read as intended for me.

chonklatime:

thisisthinprivilege:

obesitynightmare:

therotund:

lavishness:

therotund:

drst:

alithea:

julounge:

Abandoned Velma by ~nebriniel

i saw this earlier and LOVED IT but then the person posted the artist’s motivation/inspiration and it filled me with such intense rage.

from their diviantart, emphasis mine:

I’ve seen numerous fanarts of Velma, depicting her as some über curvy and sexy and geeky fantasy material… and for some reason, I wanted to draw the opposite - a tubby Velma, an out of shape Velma, a having-finished-with-the-mystery-squad-letting-herself-go Velma… I mean, that happens, right? People get done with what they think are their glory days and kind of just… exist instead of living.

So here we have Velma that’s been stood up on a date. I picture this being her first date with that particular guy, but not the first time she’s been abandoned like that.

Instead of distress, I wanted to show her as being used to this sort of thing by now - she’s gotten into a habit of bringing a book along with her, even. I would say she never held out much hope for succeeding with the date tonight, but, nevertheless, tried to make herself look nice. She’s not grieving much, as her outlook on the whole situation is rather removed and philosophical after so many failures.

I wonder why she keeps trying?

when i saw this, i was like “oh man! this is awesome! look at velma looking a-may-zing in that great dress, drinking a glass of wine, reading a book. looks like paradise!”

but the artist made this thinking “velma lets her self go, gets fat, and then gets stood up on dates. and she is so used to being treated like garbage, that she just assumes it will happen, and brings a book” because that’s totally what happens, right? you get fat and nobody wants to hang out with you or date you or be seen with you??

this artist is a fucking dumb-ass.

“I’ve seen numerous fanarts of Velma, depicting her as some über curvy and sexy and geeky fantasy material… and for some reason, I wanted to draw the opposite.” well BUMMER DUDE because that is actually exactly what you did.

What an asshole (the artist, not the commenters). She looks fabulous.

I wonder if the artist has any idea what they’ve created here - which is actually a pretty apt commentary in that, hey, here’s this woman who a lot of people think is totally awesome, who is completely attractive, who seems pretty self-sufficient and has had a lot of interesting things going on in her life - but, oh, man, she’s “used to” being stood up so she just takes it like it’s her due and doesn’t ever question why it’s supposed to be her fault. This artist has created a portrait of so many fat people that I know who are AWESOME and who genuinely believe that there is something wrong with them morally and socially because they’ve been told time and again that being fat is some kind of mortal sin.

And, yeah, we get all up in arms about “confidence is sexy” because, hey, it’s a fucking cliche. But there really are self-fulfilling prophecies; we learn not to see people flirt with us because we don’t believe anyone could possibly flirt with us. We hate our own bodies because, hey, we’re supposed to, right?

And meanwhile, to some objective observer, this fat woman in this picture is just hanging out, looking fly, reading a book and drinking some wine.

One of the most effective tools of oppression is to make the oppressed believe it is their fault, that they deserve it. And fat people are really fucking good at hating ourselves.

tl;dr: love the picture, think the artist is probs a fat-hating douche who has helped perpetuate the loathing so many fat people feel for themselves. Good times.

Bolding in the above commentary is mine, because a) that is probably true most of the time, which makes my heart hurt (for how much self-hate I still have sometimes) and b) except when she’s being viewed by the person who drew this picture, who clearly sees fat girls drinking wine and reading and can only think “she’s clearly been stood up again, poor fat slob” which makes my heart hurt more because maybe she’s just had a bad day and wants a glass of wine and some goddamned peace and quiet.

Fat politics is hard, you guys.

Love this additional commentary.

And but so maybe she also just likes going out and having a glass of wine and reading a book. The things that people read into strangers without any knowledge of that person whatsoever are sometimes astonishing. And the way that lots of people look at fatties and see sad folks no matter what the fat person is actually doing really IS something that kills me.

Being fat means that we can be happily reading a book with a glass of wine & others may see us as ….. A LONELY NIGHTMARE.

Thin privilege is being a before and not a ‘nightmarish, lonely’ after by virtue of weight gain and NOTHING ELSE.

This was EXACTLY why I didn’t reblog this the first time I saw it.

When I looked at this image, I saw Velma, looking stunning, taking some time out to relax between solving mysteries.

When the artist looks at this image, they see someone who should be considered pathetic.

Consider the disconnect. Consider why we think that weight implies something, implies anything, about someone’s personality, about their life, about happiness.

And lay the fuck off Velma, because I will throw the fuck down in her defence.

I think what gets me is how it’s SUCH AN IMPOSSIBILITY!!!!! for overweight girls to be seen as attractive? Like…

idk man, I’m got curves to spare, and I’ve come across a lot of eager men who really want to appreciate my badonka-donk. I’ve met many strangers who beeline toward me when I’m hanging around friends who happen to be thinner than me. Went on a date with a guy once who really couldn’t stop telling me how gorgeous I looked.

Like, don’t get me wrong, a lot of these situations are just as problematic and skeevy as any street harassment out there (except for that last example), and this doesn’t dismiss that fat-shaming is a really angering, frustrating reality (of which I have also experienced)… but this idea that being overweight is the same thing as being an unholy leper in your sex life is kind of one of the biggest lies being told today.

Ever since I was a kid and I started getting static over my weight, I’ve always thought the people who dish it are incredibly small-minded and shallow, and not people I have any interest in knowing. I’ve yet to be proven wrong.

Not to dogpile on the artist, but I didn’t see this as Velma being lonely, or sad, or forgotten.

Flaming June

To the artist: I am personally not seeing a lot of hints to the viewer towards the interpretation you wanted to paint. Velma is supposedly waiting for someone, but there is no empty chair. We do not see her surrounded by empty space or other dispassionate patrons. She only has the one glass and she seems comfortable, having removed her shoes. She does not give the impression of idle boredom or killing time, she seems quite engrossed in her book. And she is lit up like nobody’s business. Compare the values of Velma to those of the area surrounding her. She stands out as the one bright source and has no heavy shadowing, but the light doesn’t seem sharp or dehumanizing. It is warm.

I don’t feel that there is anything wrong with wanting to portray a character who feels lonely or forgotten, but making them fat just isn’t enough to express those concepts to the viewer. Because as people above me have mentioned, being overweight isn’t an automatic cue for being unloved

I hope you don’t mind all this unsolicited advice. Your DA page mentioned that you were having trouble bringing across your idea so I thought I would mention some things that did not cause it to read as intended for me.