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August Pierce

@August.P | Followers: 8,114

About Me

Painter. Medical student. Pierce.

As the Windermere Student Council president, if you have any issues with the academic, or need a helping hand, reach out and we’ll do our best. I specialize in biopsychology with a research focus on liminal anatomy and tresholds of consciousness. Neuron stuff, but I’m tired of explaining it.

Outside the lab and lecture halls, I paint. I exhibit locally through my gallery, The Cadaverine, and sometimes internationally by accident when social media gets a hold of my work. Never ends well. My preferred medium is oil, though I experiment with unconventional materials when the subject demands it. If you’re an artist, reach out.

I’m usually buried under papers or paint, and when I’m not, I’m probably catching up on sleep I don’t have time for. If you need me, make it matter. If it matters, you’ll know how to reach me.

Quote

“We do not see things as they are, we see them as we are.” – Anais Nin.

Joke

An art critic once told me, my work gave them nightmares. Good. At least someone’s sleeping.

_____________________________________________________________________________ | A backdrop of a sizable crowd looks the other way while the man in question | | takes a not-so-discreet selfie. One hand up to catch the crowd, the other | | throws a lazy peace-sign, while he only wears a liddled look and a lazy | | smile. | | It’s Orientation day, with people gathered along the Ancient Central Plaza | | fountain of the Windemere University. Circa, who cares? | | This is a dark-haired, lean drifter with tired green eyes in his | | mid-twenties. | | You would judge him to be a 8.8 out of 10. | | He is 6’1″ and has a faint, pale complexion, black hair, and green eyes. | | You can see his face, neck, arms, and hands. | | | | Tall and lean, solid in frame, with a slight forward tilt – relaxed but far | | from a slouch. He looms within a quiet balance of strength and stillness, | | rigid but never careless, wrapped up in a pale canvas of constant, quiet | | indifference. Thick black hair falls in unkempt waves, cut just short | | enough to keep out of his eyes but long enough to remain in disarray. It | | grows slightly uneven, especially near the nape, as if trimmed without | | concern for symmetry. His eyes are pale green, rimmed in dull grey like a | | faint haze. They appear unfocused at times, distant, where beneath each eye | | are sunken hollows shaded with the subtle purple of sleepless nights. | | His face is sharply cut, with high cheekbones and a jawline that’s clean | | and unsoftened. A straight-lipped mouth bereft of the casual lines that | | come from expressive features bears canids that are just slightly | | pronounced, more noticable when he speaks, as if there’s a forgotten, | | primal edge to him, while his nose is straight and narrow with a fine | | bridge, balanced and unremarkable. A long neck and a defined laryngeal | | prominence hammered in with corded muscle leads to a prominently accented | | collarbone, clean in line with just a hint of tautness when he turns his | | head. | | Muscles of his upper arms are lean, visibly defined without exaggeration, | | developed into strong biceps and broad shoulders. Black script in an | | archaic, looping language traces in fine lines from the shoulder to tricep | | on each side of his arms, subtly leading as extensions of something that | | continues down his back. His forearms are lean and clearly defined, muscle | | and tendon visible beneath the skin. Each arm bears half of a tattoo, a | | black sigil that completes into a full circle when aligned; a central black | | sun ringed with twelve rune-tipped rays, surrounded by glyph-etched bands | | and four cardinal symbols. | | Long-fingered and calloused at the pads and fingertips, made steady with | | the rough texture of plucked strings. His hands bear small scars along the | | knuckles and sides, as well as faint paint stains sometimes lingering | | beneath trimmed nails, evidence of past work and constant motion. | | He is using: | | (E) a Galaxy A56 smartphone in a red-streaked, stark-white case | | a black tank top with howling wolves beside full-moon print | | (D) a rough, burnished black ring, dominated by an agleam sigil | | (D) a pair of stone-washed black jeans, slim taper and low rise | | (D) a pair of gray-black low-top converses with ripped insignia | | a charred, black set of iron and bone studs on the left ear | |_____________________________________________________________________________|