ladyyatexel:
Garak/Bashir lemonade seemed appropriate!
here is Lemon’s blog, go tell her nice things
allamaraine:
You know, I was going to post some intelligent commentary on Cardassians and the fascinating lies of one Elim Garak and interspecies friendship but looking through the screencaps for “The Wire” I just got entirely too distracted by
the faces
of these two
little shits
stop…
ladyyatexel:
Let’s be honest, this was the most important part of that comic.
jossujb:
Posing for a photo? I don’t know, I just imagine Garak insisting on having cute little formal pictures to keep at his shop in a very pompous way on the wall or something and make customers just tad uncomfortable.
Or whatever.
ladyyatexel:
sunshine-y snuggle nonsense
yay, Deep Dish Nine
ladyyatexel:
More Dream Box thinking.
I imagined the possibility of something like a dream box being a reflection of the person who opens it. So if you open a box, it contains a copy of your mind. It knows and remembers what you do. And no one can use it to look into your mind, because when they open it, they see their own mind.
So you have to open the box and invite someone to look inside.
While the other box I drew was more mutual sharing just by being in contact with this, this one is a more deliberate action of sharing.
painted on a small bit of paper 4 by ‘not quite 6’ inches
allthoseotherworlds:
This is a yin-yang representing Bashir and Garak from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. The one with the Starfleet insignia is actually Garak, and the one with the Cardassian emblem is Bashir, since traditionally each section contains a piece of the other. Garak’s section shows the scales and stuff found on Cardassians, as well as leaves (for his gardening), a needle and thread (for the tailoring) and drops of blood (for the Obsidian Order). Bashir’s section is brown (because he’s human), and blue and black (Starfleet Medical colours). The pink represents his compassion as a Doctor, as does the Starfleet Medical symbol. The bit behind the Starfleet Medical symbol is a piece of DNA.
ladyyatexel:
“so how do you portray the sentiment?”
I could not stop thinking (and being upset) about “The Dream Box”, today. It was a play that was only shown to a convention audience and involved Garak and Bashir coming across something that translated every nuance of meaning between them, so they could finally *really* understand each other, rather than relying on the Universal Translator. According to someone who saw it, Garak had Bashir say ‘I love you’ to himover and over, in as many ways as he could think of - to a lover, a child, a friend, etc - just so Garak could relish actually being able to detect the differences.
I don’t know what the thing they found to do that looked like, or even was, but I was so wrapped up in how *close* an experience that would be, and with it being called Dream *Box*, I ended up with some obvious imagery that was perfect to try my new liquid frisket on.
my usual MO of naming my G/B paintings after a lyric in The Birthday Massacre’s “Pale” continues here. I couldn’t believe I found something to paint to this lyric, it’s wonderful~
ladyyatexel:
Deep Dish Nine!Garak/Bashir pixels??
whatever could i be doing with this stuff??
it is a mystery~~
