I saw this guy on the bus and he had these bright brown eyes and I was about to say to him "You have really pretty eyes." but then I stopped and imagined the sort of response that might illicit, and thought it was best to keep that to myself.
I’m a straight/hetero/cis dude or whatever other terminology you’d like to use, but I guess I don’t have a lot of the same sort of hang ups that the average dude has. I don’t consider it an odd thing to appreciate the aesthetic qualities of another male individual. Unfortunately, me complimenting this guy’s eyes could’ve been a potentially hostile situation, or at the very least a super awkward situation, which is absurd and a bummer. It’s so incredibly unlikely that he would’ve just been like “Thanks.”
Oh well. He was a handsome dude, with dreamy eyes, and I’m not ashamed to say that (on my blog), but I was afraid to say it to him, cause ya know, society and stuff.
So if you haven’t heard there’s a new TMNT movie in the works, being produced by Michael Bay, who’s said that in this new incarnation the turtles will come from an alien race, instead of being mutants. So it’s TANT rather than TMNT. Obviously nerds everywhere, myself included, are like “wtf?”
Don’t worry, I’m not going to angry nerd rant about the ninja turtle movies, I just wanted to talk about how it kind of bothers me how decisions like this are usually justified with “it’s more realistic”. I just feel like… ugh, fuck realism. It’s overrated. That seems to be the trend when adapting things to film, to try to make it as realistic and believable as possible, but I feel like if you’re dealing with something that is inherently far-fetched, why not play to that?
Viewing audiences have watched, accepted and embraced any far-fetched way out there unrealistic concept you can think of. Marty McFly traveled back in time in a DeLorean powered by a flux capacitor. There’s no such thing scientifically as a “flux capacitor”, but nobody gave two shits, because you know… it’s all made up anyway. You suspend your disbelief because it’s FUN!
The push for everything to be more real is kind of cynical, it’s saying that filmmakers don’t trust their audience to have an imagination, they need to be tricked into thinking everything is plausible. I personally think people will be okay with anything you throw at them as long as it plays by it’s own internal rules. Furthermore, people are going to be more inclined to complain about how unrealistic something is if it’s presented as something that intends to be realistic. That concern is immediately thrown out that window if the movie makes no illusion that it’s trying to be realistic. If you watch Ghostbusters, or Charlie and the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, or Groundhog Day, or Peewee’s Big Adventure, or Bill & Ted, or any other far-fetched or high concept classic, you typically don’t sit there nitpicking the realism of it because you accept that this is a world unto itself with it’s own reality.
I think in general the realism fixation is just so inhibiting, it stops Hollywood from exploring more creative and interesting possibilities. It’s fiction, anything can be real, stop breaking your neck to sell us a premise, you can literally make anything up, it doesn’t matter. There’s only so much you can do if you’re married to the idea that it has to be realistic.
I hope this isn’t too long. I cut out like 4 paragraphs, haha.
If you’re male, don’t worry about it too much dude, just dress nice, be nice-smelling and well groomed, and just have some personality and not be a total douche, you’ll be alright.
If you’re a lady, WHAAAT? You are NOT ugly! You’re beautiful just the way you are! Everyone is a precious snowflake! It’s the inside the counts! Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder! Love yourself! Etc! Etc! Etc!
No but in all seriousness, don’t feel like you’re “ugly” just because you don’t fit the image that’s marketed as “beautiful”. No matter who you are there are people dying to put their private business where your private business is. A lot of the things that are marketed to us are just straight up bogus. For instance, you should’ve seen my dismay when I learned how lackluster a real punch to the face sounds, and how hard it is to knock someone unconscious. I’m just saying, don’t try to live up to other people’s expectations.
p.s. I mean, unless you’re like really REALLY ugly, then just hide in a closet forever you hideous creature.
Good to hear! No need to thank me. See, I told you it’d be alright.
Oh… to anyone who’s a bit confused, this is the cat from last week just writing in to say that he took my advice about that Vampire and everything worked out and the Vampire is gone. Oh, and he can somehow type out cat noises and make me telepathically understand it, because cats are mystical creatures of course, along with being living Vampire alarm systems.
Really glad I could help, nice hear from you again, cat.
It’s kinda impossible to call one artist my favorite because I love so many of them equally, but the first name that popped into my brain this time was Mike Mignola
I just love his style. The color palettes he uses, the use of negative space, how unique and interesting the creatures he creates are, his stuff to me always really stands out on a comic book stand. He’s definitely one of the people I feel really elevates the medium of sequential art.
It’s quiet, nobody bothers me, I can sit and draw, or write, or read a book, or learn about virtually anything, they have free wifi if I need to bring my laptop, and a computer lab if I don’t bring my laptop. And there’s one directly across the street from me!
The only way it could get any better is if it had one of those sexy librarians from pornographic movies that I’ve never seen.
I really can’t decide on like an all-time favorite. But a recent favorite:
Jack Handey is one of my comedic heroes, you may remember him from the Deep Thoughts segments on SNL back in the day, and the writer of such sketches as Unrozen Caveman Lawyer. Huge influence on my sense of humor.
(this isn’t a doodle, or my face, so I already messed up)
Hello! Your blog is very fun and interesting. Can we be tumblr friends please?! :D
WHY DON’T YOU JUST GO TO HELL YOU PIECE OF SHHWwwait a minute you’re being nice. Whoa, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean that, I’m taking this prescription for my chronic handsomeness and it gives me crazy random mood swings. Thank you for the kind words and yes, we can be friends. NOW GET LOST YOU DUMMYyyyohgodi’msosorryididitagain!
I went to one of the infamous Art Institute schools, and majored in “media arts and animation” there.
I think if you’re a person who knows exactly what you want to do, and have access to the knowledge and resources to teach yourself, then you don’t need school. But I don’t think I personally could’ve learned all the things I learned without school, some things I didn’t even know I needed to learn. I had some really good teachers, and also lots of expensive equipment and software at my disposal. I learned a lot there, and met the majority of my closest friends (and future collaborators). So yeah, despite the massive debt I think it was worth it. I haven’t really made anything of myself since, but that’s kinda my fault, haha.
During my last year of art school I suddenly got this eye condition called blepharitis. It lasted for a couple weeks and it was torture. My eyelids felt like sandpaper, my eyes were always dry, and this gross discharged would build up. That stuff was so gross that some mornings I’d wake up and I literally could not open my eyes without prying them open with my fingers because it was like they were glued shut by that icky crust. It was just the absolute worst. I had to wear sunglasses all day and night. Plus I had to go to classes and try to pay attention, and you know, as an artist let alone a person your eyes are pretty goddam important. Luckily it went away eventually, but supposedly it’s often chronic and can return so any time my eyes start feeling irritated a part of me is about to freak out, then I realize I just got an eyelash stuck on my eyeball.
I remember during this Batman Begins came out, and my friends and I went to go see with a large group. One of the girls in the group who was a friend of a friend asked me why I was wearing sunglasses at night. I told her that I had an eye condition. She just went “No really, why are you wearing sunglasses? To look cool.” and I’m like “I’m serious, I have this thing called blepharitis, and…” and then she turns to one of my friends and asks him “Why does he wear sunglasses.” I hated that girl.
This definitely makes Stray’s Top 10 worst times of my life.
I’m sorry, this is probably as raunchy as my blog will ever get, I feel awkward even posting this, haha. “Raunchy”, is it just me or is that a really weird sounding word? It doesn’t sound sexual to me, it always reminds me of like a cross between ranch and crunchy, like… that’s how I’d describe a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. "Mmm, these Cool Ranch Doritos are so raunchy!"
Anyway, the point of this confession is not that I’m some aloof dummy that doesn’t know what’s what. It’s just that I am an “anti-flirt”. Any time a lady person has said anything flirty or sexual to me I will play it off or make some kind of joke about it. It’s almost kind of a fun game to play dumb as long as possible to see how a lady person responds. Usually it just forces them to be more and more forward, which only makes me want to be more and more absurd. In a way it’s kind of a role reversal, where the girl is being the aggressive one and I’m playing coy, tee-hee. Also, it’s just super hard for me to take anything seriously, my impulse is always to say the dumbest thing that pops into my head. I feel like if I ever tried to sincerely flirt back with someone or talk dirty I would just sound like an idiot like “Yeah girl, I’m so gonna do some stuff to you. All kinds of cool… sexual… hot cool stuff. To you. Wait, let me start over, I messed up.”
By the way, a photo of Mila Kunis was used as reference for the girl drawing. If SHE ever said something like that to me my reply would probably just simply be “Okay!”