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Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The Third Doctor
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] stratosmacca / The Art of Leanne Hannah

Why this piece is awesome: A great portrait of the Third Doctor in full Venusian Akido mode. I love his frilly cuffs and the dramatic flare of his red-lined cloak.

Link: Venusian Badass

Untitled by Cheesetalking(SFW)

24 November 2014 00:55
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Fandom: Person of Interest
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Sameen Shaw/Samantha(Root) Groves
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: digital
Artist on DW/LJ:n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: well she calls this practice but this is so well done, from the blurred background that directs your focus to lighting and the perfect body language
Link: Untitled
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It's time for our regular reccer recruiting post, and to look ahead to the next month. So far we have two volunteer reccers who signed up for December with these fandoms:

* Bandom ([personal profile] turlough)
* Batman ([personal profile] mific)

So we already have a few recs too look forward to in December, but it would of course be awesome if we had more recs. There is still plenty of opportunity for you to jump in and volunteer to rec next month (or to convince your friends to do some reccing). And many cheers for all of our members who volunteer to rec, especially if you rec regularly. Your valiant repeat efforts keep the comm alive.

Looking even further ahead so far only ONE reccer has volunteered for January, so that month definitely still needs some love (and recs! *g*) too. So please consider reccing in a fandom of your choice, whether small or huge, and comment on the sign-up post and volunteer for December, January or even further ahead if you are so well organized, that you know your fannish interests and time commitments in advance. It's only four recs as a minimum, and you can rec any genre or rating. Or promote us to your friends or in your favorite communities so others do the work.

Open Rec Posting

The monthly open reccing period for all members starts now and lasts until the end of November. If you are looking for something to inspire you, the prompt for this week is "Family", but that's totally optional for the recs. However they do still have to conform to the usual rec format and follow the rules for what is allowed to be recced here.

(Comments here are disabled, because I want to bundle volunteering in the sign-up post so that nothing gets lost, and you can see the list of claimed slots there too.)

Gladiator by Meglm (SFW)

23 November 2014 13:33
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Fandom: Bandom (Fall Out Boy)
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Patrick Stump, Pete Wentz, Andy Hurley, Joe Trohman
Content Notes/Warnings: None
Medium: Digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: None that I could find
Artist Website/Gallery: [tumblr.com profile] meglm / [deviantart.com profile] meglm52
Why this piece is awesome: It's a sweetly goofy rendering of FOB in their "Centuries" video. I love the attention to detail this artist has to everything from the guys' facial expressions to the tattoos 3/4 of the band has.
Link: Gladiator (Link goes to artist's tumblr)
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Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The Fifth Doctor & Adric, Nyssa, Tegan Jovanka, Vislor Turlough, and Peri Brown
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: coloured pencils
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] firefiriel

Why this piece is awesome: This is such a sweet portrait of the Fifth Doctor and all his Companions. I love the warm light inside the TARDIS and the way it contrasts with the dark blue of the outside.

Link: Five is for Riches
[personal profile] lnhammer posting in [community profile] poetry
A Valediction: Of Weeping

                Let me pour forth
My tears before thy face, whilst I stay here,
For thy face coins them, and thy stamp they bear,
And by this mintage they are something worth.
                For thus they be
                Pregnant of thee;
Fruits of much grief they are, emblems of more;
When a tear falls, that thou fall'st which it bore;
So thou and I are nothing then, when on a divers shore.

                On a round ball
A workman, that hath copies by, can lay
An Europe, Afric, and an Asia,
And quickly make that, which was nothing, all.
                So doth each tear,
                Which thee doth wear,
A globe, yea world, by that impression grow,
Till thy tears mix'd with mine do overflow
This world, by waters sent from thee, my heaven dissolvèd so.

                O! more than moon,
Draw not up seas to drown me in thy sphere;
Weep me not dead, in thine arms, but forbear
To teach the sea, what it may do too soon;
                Let not the wind
                Example find
To do me more harm than it purposeth:
Since thou and I sigh one another's breath,
Whoe'er sighs most is cruellest, and hastes the other's death.

The Sun Rising - John Donne

20 November 2014 07:56
[personal profile] lnhammer posting in [community profile] poetry
The Sun Rising

        Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
        Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?
        Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
        Late school-boys and sour prentices,
    Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,
    Call country ants to harvest offices;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

        Thy beams so reverend, and strong
        Why shouldst thou think?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that I would not lose her sight so long.
        If her eyes have not blinded thine,
        Look, and to-morrow late tell me,
    Whether both th' Indias of spice and mine
    Be where thou left'st them, or lie here with me.
Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,
And thou shalt hear, "All here in one bed lay."

        She's all states, and all princes I;
        Nothing else is;
Princes do but play us; compared to this,
All honour's mimic, all wealth alchemy.
        Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we,
        In that the world's contracted thus;
    Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
    To warm the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;
This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.
[personal profile] lnhammer posting in [community profile] poetry
To Mr. Christopher Brooke: The Storm

From the Island Voyage with the Earl of Essex

Thou which art I—’tis nothing to be so—
Thou which art still thyself, by these shalt know
Part of our passage; and a hand or eye
By Hilliard drawn is worth a history
By a worse painter made; and, without pride,
When by thy judgment they are dignified,
My lines are such. ’Tis the pre-eminence
Of friendship only to impute excellence.
England, to whom we owe what we be and have,
Sad that her sons did seek a foreign grave
—For Fate’s or Fortune’s drifts none can soothsay;
Honour and misery have one face, and way—
From out her pregnant entrails sigh’d a wind,
Which at th’ air’s middle marble room did find
Such strong resistance, that itself it threw
Downward again; and so when it did view
How in the port our fleet dear time did leese,
Withering like prisoners, which lie but for fees,
Mildly it kiss’d our sails, and fresh and sweet
—As to a stomach starved, whose insides meet,
Meat comes—it came; and swole our sails, when we
So joy’d, as Sarah her swelling joy’d to see.
But ’twas but so kind as our countrymen,
Which bring friends one day’s way, and leave them then.
Then like two mighty kings, which dwelling far
Asunder, meet against a third to war,
The south and west winds join’d, and, as they blew,
Waves like a rolling trench before them threw.
Sooner than you read this line, did the gale,
Like shot, not fear’d till felt, our sails assail;
And what at first was call’d a gust, the same
Hath now a storm’s, anon a tempest’s name.
Jonas, I pity thee, and curse those men
Who, when the storm raged most, did wake thee then.
Sleep is pain’s easiest salve, and doth fulfil
All offices of death, except to kill.
But when I waked, I saw that I saw not;
I, and the sun, which should teach me, had forgot
East, west, day, night; and I could only say,
If th’ world had lasted, now it had been day.
Thousands our noises were, yet we ’mongst all
Could none by his right name, but thunder, call.
Lightning was all our light, and it rain’d more
Than if the sun had drunk the sea before.
Some coffin’d in their cabins lie, equally
Grieved that they are not dead, and yet must die;
And as sin-burden’d souls from grave will creep
At the last day, some forth their cabins peep,
And trembling ask, “What news?” and do hear so
As jealous husbands, what they would not know.
Some sitting on the hatches would seem there
With hideous gazing to fear away fear.
Then note they the ship’s sicknesses, the mast
Shaked with an ague, and the hold and waist
With a salt dropsy clogg’d, and all our tacklings
Snapping, like too-too-high-stretch’d treble strings.
And from our tatter’d sails rags drop down so,
As from one hang’d in chains a year ago.
Even our ordnance, placed for our defence,
Strives to break loose, and ’scape away from thence.
Pumping hath tired our men, and what’s the gain?
Seas into seas thrown, we suck in again;
Hearing hath deaf’d our sailors, and if they
Knew how to hear, there’s none knows what to say.
Compared to these storms, death is but a qualm,
Hell somewhat lightsome, the Bermudas calm.
Darkness, light’s eldest brother, his birthright
Claims o’er the world, and to heaven hath chasèd light.
All things are one, and that one none can be,
Since all forms uniform deformity
Doth cover; so that we, except God say
Another Fiat, shall have no more day.
So violent, yet long, these furies be,
That though thine absence starve me, I wish not thee.


(Donne also wrote a sequel letter, The Calm. For the Islands Voyage, see Wikipedia.)
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Fandom: Star Trek TOS
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Lt. Uhura
Content Notes/Warnings: None. (The artist does sell some of these paintings but is a tattooist rather than a full-time professional artist, and this one is tagged as fanart, so I'm hoping it's okay to rec it here.)
Medium: Acrylic on stretched black velvet
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: gallery on DA
Why this piece is awesome: It's Lt. Uhura on black velvet! If anyone can carry that off it's Uhura, and the lushness does suit her coloring. Very nicely done, and I like her expression a lot. 
Link: Lt. Uhura on black velvet

Carl Elias by charlieburtons(SFW)

19 November 2014 02:05
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Fandom: Person of Interest
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Carl Elias
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: traditional-water color and ink?
Artist on DW/LJ:n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: DA tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: this is a beautiful piece(seriously love the technique)that captures the calm benevolence that covers the extremely dangerous man underneath.
Link: Carl Elias
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Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The First Doctor & Susan
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: oil on canvas
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] draculasaurus

Why this piece is awesome: This is such a great work. I love it both as a Van Gogh pastiche and as a portrait of the First Doctor and Susan. The colouring, brushwork, and overall style is all Van Gogh but the First Doctor's direct stare and the way Susan clings to her grandfather's arm could be taken straight from An Unearthly Child.

It's worth noting that this work was posted over a year before the New Doctor Who episode Vincent and the Doctor was broadcast.

Link: doctor who meets van gogh
[personal profile] lnhammer posting in [community profile] poetry
Elegy: To His Mistress Going to Bed

Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy;
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe ofttimes, having the foe in sight,
Is tired with standing, though he never fight.
Off with that girdle, like heaven's zone glittering,
But a far fairer world encompassing.
Unpin that spangled breast-plate, which you wear,
That th' eyes of busy fools may be stopp'd there.
Unlace yourself, for that harmonious chime
Tells me from you that now it is bed-time.
Off with that happy busk, which I envy,
That still can be, and still can stand so nigh.
Your gown going off such beauteous state reveals,
As when from flowery meads th' hill's shadow steals.
Off with your wiry coronet, and show
The hairy diadems which on you do grow.
Off with your hose and shoes; then softly tread
In this love's hallow'd temple, this soft bed.
In such white robes heaven's angels used to be
Revealed to men; thou, angel, bring'st with thee
A heaven-like Mahomet's paradise; and though
Ill spirits walk in white, we easily know
By this these angels from an evil sprite;
Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.
    Licence my roving hands, and let them go
Before, behind, between, above, below.
O, my America, my Newfoundland,
My kingdom, safest when with one man mann'd,
My mine of precious stones, my empery;
How am I blest in thus discovering thee!
To enter in these bonds, is to be free;
Then, where my hand is set, my soul shall be.
    Full nakedness!  All joys are due to thee;
As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be
To taste whole joys.   Gems which you women use
Are like Atlanta's ball cast in men's views;
That, when a fool's eye lighteth on a gem,
His earthly soul might court that, not them.
Like pictures, or like books' gay coverings made
For laymen, are all women thus array'd.
Themselves are only mystic books, which we
—Whom their imputed grace will dignify—
Must see reveal'd.   Then, since that I may know,
As liberally as to thy midwife show
Thyself; cast all, yea, this white linen hence;
There is no penance due to innocence :
    To teach thee, I am naked first; why then,
What needst thou have more covering than a man?

The Canonization - John Donne

17 November 2014 07:59
[personal profile] lnhammer posting in [community profile] poetry
I just noticed that this comm has not a single poem tagged as author: john donne. So I'm going to spend this week rectifying this serious deficiency.


The Canonization

For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love;
    Or chide my palsy, or my gout;
    My five gray hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout;
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve;
        Take you a course, get you a place,
        Observe his Honour, or his Grace;
Or the king's real, or his stamp'd face
    Contemplate; what you will, approve,
    So you will let me love.

Alas! alas! who's injured by my love?
    What merchant's ships have my sighs drown'd?
    Who says my tears have overflow'd his ground?
When did my colds a forward spring remove?
        When did the heats which my veins fill
        Add one more to the plaguy bill?
Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still
    Litigious men, which quarrels move,
    Though she and I do love.

Call's what you will, we are made such by love;
    Call her one, me another fly,
    We're tapers too, and at our own cost die,
And we in us find th' eagle and the dove.
        The phoenix riddle hath more wit
        By us; we two being one, are it;
So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit.
    We die and rise the same, and prove
    Mysterious by this love.

We can die by it, if not live by love,
    And if unfit for tomb or hearse
    Our legend be, it will be fit for verse;
And if no piece of chronicle we prove,
        We'll build in sonnets pretty rooms;
        As well a well-wrought urn becomes
The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,
    And by these hymns, all shall approve
    Us canonized for love;

And thus invoke us, "You, whom reverend love
    Made one another's hermitage;
    You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage;
Who did the whole world's soul contract, and drove
        Into the glasses of your eyes;
        So made such mirrors, and such spies,
That they did all to you epitomize—
    Countries, towns, courts beg from above
    A pattern of your love."
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Fandom: Bandom (My Chemical Romance)
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Gerard Way
Content Notes/Warnings: None
Medium: Digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: None that I could find
Artist Website/Gallery: [tumblr.com profile] deadcrowcomics
Why this piece is awesome: It's a very striking portrait of Gerard circa 2005. There's a kind of feral intensity in Gerard's eyes. I also like how, with a few strokes, the artist captured the messiness of Gerard's hair.

Link: 2005 Gerard Way (Link goes to artist's Tumblr

October newsletter & editing chat

16 November 2014 02:09
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Better late than never, here is what the Wiki committee did in October:

From October 19 to October 26, the OTW held an amazingly successful membership drive! An incredible US$164,625.58 was raised, far outstripping the US$70,000 goal. You can read more about the drive at transformativeworks.org. Thank you to everyone who donated!

We held an editing chat on October 11, which had a great turnout! Some topics we discussed are summarized below:
October 11th chat summary )

We also addressed our usual outside requests, including an identity protection case. In November, we will continue to work on finishing a request for Legal and are awaiting final confirmation about another exciting announcement. We are also beginning to plan some exciting projects for the new year and will continue to improve our internal documentation.

Doctor Whoo by lenneth (SFW)

14 November 2014 22:28
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Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The Fourth Doctor & Leela & K9
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] lenneth

Why this piece is awesome: This is such a fun work. I love Leela's disgruntled face and K9's metaphorical facepalm.

Link: Doctor Whoo
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[personal profile] mific posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Star Trek TOS
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Spock/Kirk (mirror-universe)
Content Notes/Warnings: NSFW due to groping
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: on DA
Why this piece is awesome: Because evil-goateed!Spock is being restrained and felt up by evil-bare-armed!Kirk which is hilarious and hot. Great scene, nice Spock likeness and goateed Spock is simply gorgeous - who wouldn't want to molest him? Also featuring: classy uniforms with ridiculous sashes!
Link: Captured Mr. Spock

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