I know that other people have probably done all these before a dozen times over, but this is how I indulge myself during coffee breaks these days. Anyone is welcome to these, etc etc.
Ye gods, I think I'm going to have to actually *watch* this movie!
(DH looks really good with a little scruffiness. Now I wanna see the SG-A ep where Shep and MacKay get stranded somewhere together, having to survive with only their wits and minimal clothing. And nothing to shave with. Or, they can't shave because they can't risk dulling their one blade. And Shep contracts an alien virus from which only sexin' with MacKay can save him.)(Or did I read that one already?)
Oh god, I know. It was a dark cap at first, but playing around with the constrast etc lightened it up, and then the details really showed and I was like: ghhhhhhhh.... Something about the background in close-up too, just that tiny bit on the right, makes it look like he's in a landscape or something. Like a hyperreal Renaissance oil painting.
Nestra keeps tempting me to this fandom. I'm gonna cave. Soon. I'm also taking the icon for that eventuality.
namastenancy on September 27th, 2005 01:50 am (UTC)
This fandom has the best writers AND the best icon makers. I'm snagging all four icons just for my personal use. Because one cannot have too many DH icons. I'm sure that there is a church somewhere with that motto.
Goes back to day dream of DH as a rent boy in Carravagio's 17th Century Rome - all red lips and lush poses. With maybe JF as a buyer of his services? Or a painter who uses DH as a model?
This fandom has the best writers AND the best icon makers.
The sheer splendid plenitude of gorgeous SGA icons on my flist (and the sga newsletter, and flist of flist, and son of flist, etc etc) just keeps me in a perpetual squeeful state. It's like fannish priapism.
I'm snagging all four icons just for my personal use. Because one cannot have too many DH icons. I'm sure that there is a church somewhere with that motto.
The Church of Latter-Day Slopey Nose Worshippers
Goes back to day dream of DH as a rent boy in Carravagio's 17th Century Rome - all red lips and lush poses. With maybe JF as a buyer of his services? Or a painter who uses DH as a model?
Now you're just teasing me, like dangling a nippy string over a quivering cat....