Traditional Art
From dabblers to masters, obscure to popular and ancient to futuristic, this is an inclusive community dedicated to showcasing all types of art by all kinds of artists, as long as they're made in a traditional medium
'Traditional' here means 'Physical', as in artworks which are NON-DIGITAL in nature.
What's allowed: Acrylic, Pastel, Encaustic, Gouache, Oil and Watercolor Paintings; Ink Illustrations; Manga Panels; Pencil and Charcoal sketches; Collages; Etchings; Lithographs; Wood Prints; Pottery; Ceramics; Metal, Wire and paper sculptures; Tapestry; weaving; Qulting; Wood carvings, Armor Crafting and more.
What's not allowed: Digital art (anything made with Photoshop, Clip Studio Paint, Krita, Blender, GIMP or other art programs) or AI art (anything made with Stable Diffusion, Midjourney or other models)
make sure to check the rules stickied to the top of the community before posting.
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Nobody here seems like they're in the mood for more of my takes on art, which doesn't pain me, but I'll try to be clearer about where I've been coming from since you made some interesting points.
Part of what motivated me here is that I see art as fundamentally "the study of choice". I like the piece in question because it seems to be choosing to demonstrate the absurd cruelty of the situation (because cruelty is absurd, don't you find?), and making absolutely no bones about it. It's a six panel horror show that is poignant because of how little sense SA makes, and it is trenchant in its overall effect without resorting to humor, which would be cowardly (speaking from experience - I do that too often).
Perhaps what I've failed to articulate is that I'm irked that this very overt, brave, and thoughtful piece of art can be so clear and powerful a message, and yet my fellow humans are conditioned by (or perhaps utterly failed by) society to be so insensate that it does not immediately produce the intended understanding. I'm not frustrated with anyone in particular, I'm frustrated with the cruelly absurd world we live in.
:3 Can I have a cookie too? I also possess a prefrontal lobe.
Do I not even merit the sarcasm of an adult in your eyes, after backflipping from blithering rage into humbly urbane art critique? I thought it worth at least a snarky golf clap.