What a gorgeous species. I love the starlike effect from those lighter reflective scales.
MIT’s Tangible Media is coming along nicely,
"Almost like a table of living clay, the inFORM is a surface that three-dimensionally changes shape, allowing users to not only interact with digital content in meatspace, but even hold hands with a person hundreds of miles away. And that’s only the beginning."
handjobs of the future
HOLY SHIT ARE YOU KIDDING ME
THIS IS THE KIND OF CRAZY COOL-ASS SHIT THAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR MY WHOLE GODDAMN LIFE
IN THOSE MOVIES AND GAMES AND SHIT WHERE PEOPLE HAVE THOSE CRAZY HIGH-TECH TABLES AND SUCH WHERE THEY MANIPULATE DATA AND VIRTUAL OBJECTS AND STUFF WITH THE WAVE OF A HAND AND SHIT
EVERY TIME I’M LIKE “…i want one”
AND WE’RE GETTING THERE
I always wanted the spike table from Myst Riven, Now it’s habbeding!
fuck regular q-tips i need some masculinity-tips
whgat… do you build.. with a qtip…
The Kattenstoet (lit. “Festival of the Cats”) is a parade in Ypres, Belgium, devoted to the cat. It has been held regularly on the second Sunday of May since 1955.
Source art http://brechtvandenbroucke.blogspot.no/
My friend Phenom requested a Windfish from Zelda: Link’s awakening during one of my open requests hours, and I drew it on stream. I take requests during stream sometimes, here on www.twitch.tv/skyfishart
This is not a tasty gummy sweet but a Jewel Caterpillar found in Amazon Rainforest. They are covered with sticky goo-like, gellatinous tubercles that provides protection from its predator like ants until they metamorphosise into winged moths.
HAVE YOU SEEN IT GROWN UP THOUGH
have you seen the cocoon it makes though?
it’s so pretty as a baby, it looks like an actual gem. then suddenly it pupates into a net thing and when it comes out it looks like the fucking Lorax
Ah, the sweet little Nintendo game Mother 3 about fairy transvestites, acid trips, and the dangers of capitalism.
It’s like Nintendo progressed backwards when it comes to meaningful and inclusive games, especially considering that the earthbound/mother series were the supposed precursor to pokemon.
There’s a lot to like about these great new character posters from Fox’s upcoming Batman prequel TV series Gotham. The ridiculous new name of the girl who will grow up to be Poison Ivy, however, is not one of them.
DC isn’t my jam, but you know what is my jam? Lackadaisy. A pretty damn well known webcomic. What with the webcomics awards and the nomination for that Eisner and all.
You know who else is named Ivy Pepper? A major character in Lackadaisy.
And you know, names can be pretty common. Duplications happen! But if you were renaming a major character in a major franchise, wouldn’t you, I don’t know, GOOGLE the name to see if someone else had used it somewhere, to avoid confusion, lawsuits, or at least a crippling case of side-eye from the internet? And since a quick google of “ivy pepper” brings up a page-full of art, cosplay, character bios, and everything else, it’s not what I call obscure. It is, however, something I’d either call an embarrassing oversight, or (if I was little less generous with my benefit of the doubt) an outright ripoff.
tl;dr: GOTHAM, you didn’t need to rename Pamela Isley anyway, but you could at least have renamed her something original.
Well…that kind of makes me sad, however irrational that is. =/
Sometimes it’s hard not to feel overwhelmed, cowed and immobilized by all the media out there. So many things are shinier and bigger and louder than what you can do as an individual; there’s so much material, so much overlap of theme, time, place and story, it’s hard to conceive of how you could approach anything from a new or refreshing angle, or how you could say anything without unintentionally parroting everything around you. You grow secretly resentful toward things that seem to encroach…and secretly embarrassed at yourself for reacting that way. Meanwhile, someone somewhere is stealing your work outright, repurposing it and selling it while you gape uselessly, knowing you have little or no recourse (except perhaps to berate yourself for your naivete and to grow ever more resentful). And things come and go so fast, it’s like a stampede - if you stumble creatively, you fall into the dust cloud and get kicked to the wayside. Even if you were able to keep pace with demand, the labor would ultimately be lost and forgotten amid a morass of other similar things.
I guess, though, that’s why it’s best when your primary motivation is a smaller, quieter thing unto yourself - a source of personal gratification…and a place you can disappear into sometimes, where all the rest is just noise.
Ugh. Sorry for all the angst lately. It’s difficult to rein it in some days when things like this crop up….and most especially when other things are holding me back from doing what I really want to do.
Hopefully this will give you more hits thanks to people googling that name. Hopefully they won’t make you change it.
it’s a fucking sculpture I almost shat a goddamn cathedral I thought the serpent lords had come to reclaim the fucking earth