Princess Peach X Hatsune Miku 🍑🎵

legit obsessed with ochan's tv why cant our technology resemble the imaginative futuristic whimsy astro boy 2003 had

Day 8: Food 🍜✨

Do y'all ever think about how cool it is that art inspires other art inspires other art inspires other art in an endless cycle

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to become an immortal dragon is to lose yourself

week 1: i love doing art

week 2: i am so burned out

week 3: we are so back

week 4: i am so burned out

etc

my father said to me once that one of the things he deeply regretted was not putting music on for his father while he was fading away. he told me that grandpa would just sit in his old armchair in the quiet, and not until after he’d passed did my dad think of how he could have played of his favorite classical music tapes for him so grandpa could listen to something while he still could. i was very young when this happened and not much older when my dad told me this, but it always stuck with me as something important.

my mother died at home in a hospice cot, slowly shutting down over the course of about a week. when she had stopped responding, i remembered what dad told me about wishing he’d played music for grandpa, and i put the radio on her favorite country music station and kept it on for her until she died.

daddy died in hospital. no cassette players, no decent radios. the day after he was brought in, i thought again of what he told me, and i bought a little portable bluetooth speaker. even though he never woke up, was never aware, i played music for him too.

there’s no real significance to sharing this, not really. my motivation is selfish, again: i just want to hope that someone might think of this when their loved one is stuck in silence somehow, and maybe they’ll play music for them, and they won’t have to regret not doing so. i want to hope it helps someone. and i want to hope that someone will remember my dad with me, even in just a “story i read on the internet” way.

Completely self-indulgent, but Chilchuck's ears reminded me of a certain pint-sized detective lol

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