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A 24 year old human who likes to draw stuff, especially comics. This is my personal artblog where I will post doodles, WIPs and finished artwork and also text posts with ignorant opinions. I'm doing my best. Enjoy your stay!
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Not Safe for Work - literally speaking(tw: accidents/injuries)

During weekdays I work as a painter at my father’s carpentry. I mostly paint window frames, doors etc and help restore old wooden furniture etc.

My dad is a carpenter, so he’s the one who mostly prepares and fix the wooden planks along with his co-worker.

So you can imagine how the carpentry looks like; a big bunch of noisy machines that he use to cut through the wood. Lots of sharp objects; tools, chainsaws, drills, axes, knives - basically everything that could kill you if you’re careless.

Of course, my dad and his coworker have worked with carpentry their whole life. They know how the machines work and they know what to think about.

Today we had to drill away old nails from a big bunch of old wooden planks from a church (they’re srsly over 300 years old so we had to be very careful not to screw things up).

To keep the story short; our co-worker George were trying out the drill to see if it would work well on the planks. And without second thinking, he tried to wipe away some dust close to the drill with his finger - while the drill was still spinning.

Thank God he wore a glove, because his finger got caught around the drill and pulled the whole glove off from his hand. So he didn’t get injured.

But omg that was so careless of him.

The whole scene were a grim reminder about how dangerous it is to work in this industry - especially when you get too confident. And to my own surprise I got really scared and anxious to think about what could have happened, to the point were I had to go outside and cry a little.

If anyone of you have seen the movie “The Machinist" you can probably understand what I mean. If something happens while you work with a giant drill or a saw machine, you can lose a limb or die in the blink of an eye.

And I am definitely never going to touch any of those machines. I’d rather paint window frames.

queersherlockian replied to your post: Bastille’s song “Pompeji”…

I hope in a good way…I loooove that song!

Nah not really in a “good” way. More like they sing about the last minutes of the lives that were lost in Pompeii due to a volcano eruption.

Because all I see are those plaster casts you know:

How Doctors Die

A very interesting, informative and somehow… comforting article about a dying of a illness in peace.

eatsleepdraw:

Title: Goodbye & Welcome
Medium: Pencil & Digital
http://www.charlessantoso.com/
Original Post

This picture touched me so much when I saw it on dA some months ago, I’ve never started crying because of a picture. But this one is very special, it brings up a subject we all will encounter sooner or later in life.
And yes, it was actually the ghosts of the cat and the dog that made me burst into tears. I will always remember my cat Misse and the day when dad found him dead on the road - hit by a car of course. This also reminds me of my older relatives when they left our world, one day we will join them and I sure hope they make a big welcome-party for me when I die as well.
This is probably one of the most touching pictures I’ve ever seen.

eatsleepdraw:

Title: Goodbye & Welcome

Medium: Pencil & Digital

http://www.charlessantoso.com/

Original Post

This picture touched me so much when I saw it on dA some months ago, I’ve never started crying because of a picture. But this one is very special, it brings up a subject we all will encounter sooner or later in life.

And yes, it was actually the ghosts of the cat and the dog that made me burst into tears. I will always remember my cat Misse and the day when dad found him dead on the road - hit by a car of course. This also reminds me of my older relatives when they left our world, one day we will join them and I sure hope they make a big welcome-party for me when I die as well.

This is probably one of the most touching pictures I’ve ever seen.