Working on a sketch/picture. As is my custom, I draw the ken doll and put the clothes on afterwards, piece by piece, to try and do my best with folds (I suck at clothes so much) and how the pieces would interact with each other.
As a result I have, currently, what is essentially a picture of Brandon Boyd with no pants on.
YOU KIDS THESE DAYS AND YER FANCY “SPRINTING” AND “MOTION CONTROLS”
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE WE COULDN’T MAKE LINK RUN FASTER
NO, WE HAD TO ROLL ACROSS HYRULE FIELD TO MAKE IT TO KAKARIKO BY NIGHTFALL
BAREFOOT, IN THE SNOW, TAPPING THE A BUTTON REPEATEDLY FOR 10 MILES
KOKIRI FOREST TO CASTLE TOWN. YOU ALMOST NEVER MADE IT BEFORE NIGHTFALL. WORST ROLL IN YOUR LIFE. IF YOU MADE IT, YOU WERE A BAMF, AND IF YOU DIDN’T, YOU GOT TO FIGHT UNTIL DAWN
I was about to complain about coming from a time before Link even learned how to roll, and then I remembered when I was at full health my motherfucking sword shot lasers so ymmv.
Is it still okay to use the word ‘queer’ to mean ‘a bit odd’? I always kind of loved it on account of it being one of those words that I feel really fits, sound-wise, the meaning I was first taught it had. It’s kind of my favorite thing about the word, how unusual it sounds to my ear, but I don’t want to go around insulting anyone accidentally even if I didn’t mean to imply anything about gender identification, sexuality, or otherwise, by it. I mean, “That’s a bit queer.” isn’t very thick with context, is it?
Aw, thank you! Yes, I think I will, as I make them. The gifs take forever to make, editing a gif and making it look good enough to make me happy with it is hard work. D: I have a few photomanips, though, and I was thinking I’d actually do a separate tumblr for that kind of thing (if I do it, the URL I just picked is originalbamfster, don’t judge me ;_;)
I basically just spent the last two nights making gifs of Tom-Hiddleston-as-Nightcrawler instead of doing anything productive with my evenings. I have a problem.
On the other hand I think this came out pretty well, even after I had to resize it for Tumblr. I might have to do something with all these gifs I’m making.
Desktop: Incubus Laptop: OKgo Phone: Soundgarden Wireless Printer: Radiohead Media Server: RHCP Husband’s Desktop: Led Zeppelin Husband’s Laptop: Clapton …we have a bit of a theme I guess…
mine is Emmanuel
mine’s Miguel :3
It still is.
Laptop: HeavyArms ala Lappy
Desktop: Zero (wing Zero)
I think I must be the only person in the universe that actually thinks tongue kissing is kind of super gross.
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i really feel bad about you still following me, considering the copious amounts benedict i post. you must be like JESUS FUCK ENOUGH WITH THIS GUY.
BB i have a scroll wheel on my mouse. Besides it isn’t like he makes me want to vomit, he’s just not my thing.
Wow, I just realized that all you have to do on Tumblr to get like 3k notes is admit you don’t find Benedict Cumberbatch very attractive.
I am pretty sure that is like the only way to actually kill him, but good luck cutting through the adamantium in his spine or whatever.
What would happen if you cut off Wolverines head??
Presuming one could cut through the adamantium — would the head grow a new body and the body a new head?
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it is pretty amazing, man. you’ve gotten amazeballs since i’ve last seen your stuff ok so.
D’aww shucks, thank you! I need to finish the piece I’m working on, it’s so not topical any more.
Ali I literally have no little speech bubbles anywhere. :( Halp.
Wtf Missing E, why can’t I reply to this reply.
So some time ago I caught a little bit of flak for this piece of artwork I did (please don’t steal it):
I could have imagined a lot of reasons to take flak for my art. This particular commentor decided to try to take me to task for the “insult” of “choosing to portray a PoC but still making him light-skinned instead of a dark-skinned PoC.” I suppose this anon felt that dark-skinned PoCs are the only “true” kind of PoC or that I had somehow chosen the skin tone of the person in question out of a lack of courage or desire to draw someone with very dark skin.
Of all of the art I do, the fact that they picked out this piece to try to take me to task is very strange to me (there are a lot of other pieces I have done which are far more open to the question of ‘why aren’t there more PoC in your work?) because it isn’t just a random made-up person I pulled out of my ass to make a pretty picture. It’s a portrait.
The man in the painting, in case anyone was confused, is Ben Kenney. He’s the bassist for Incubus. He tends to jump a lot on stage and the reference pic I found for this one was so dynamic that I really wanted to give it the wings/fire treatment. I spent a lot of time trying meticulously to match the skin color in the painting to his actual skin color, and the fact of the matter is that he’s a black man but he isn’t that dark of a black man. Here’s a dead sexy picture of him for reference:
Now you’re welcome to tell me I didn’t match his skin color very well but I did my best and he isn’t Idris Elba. Nor should he ‘have’ to be to be “authentically” a PoC. You’re welcome to go ask him about whether or not he feels he’s “really” a PoC, anon. You can find him here on Tumblr and on Twitter as @vatoben. But watch yourself, he’s got a sharp tongue. You might want to avoid a battle of wits with him because you’re woefully unarmed.
For the record, I’ve shown the piece to Ben. Ben loved it. The first thing out of his mouth was very definitely not, “Bitch, why’d you make me look so pale-skinned?”
In summation: Ben’s fucking awesome, get off his nuts.
(especially you Tumblr)
Just because someone isn’t sexually attracted to you does not mean that they’re (necessarily) not sexually attracted to your gender.
It is perfectly possible for that guy you’re crushing on to not want to bone you and still be straight.
Sorry to break your hearts. Or, you know, raging libidos.
(Especially you, Tumblr)
Get your shit together. This is getting ridiculous. Not in the funny Yakkity-Sax kind of way, but the this is just pathetic and disheartening to me regarding the state of humanity kind of way. We will have no more of the following:
* Hating on people for having different opinions than ourselves.
* Hating on people for making different life choices than ourselves.
* Hating on people for being different than ourselves.
* Hating on people for being happy.
* Hating on people for being miserable.
* Hating on people for being in a relationship we don’t approve of (unless we are literally part of that relationship. Wait, no, not even then—then we must empower ourselves to get out of that relationship.)
* Hating on people whom we have never met or at least interacted directly with.
* Judging people based on second, third, or further-hand information.
* In fact, judging people at all.
* Or hating at all.
* Assuming we know the true desires, feeling, or motivations of someone whom we have never spoken directly to.
The human capacity for negativity, especially when protected by a screen, be it a computer’s or the screen of not being actually directly in front of a person, astounds me. If you wouldn’t want to say something to someone’s face, maybe you should sit yourself down and re-evaluate why you were going to say it at all, because it probably wasn’t necessary and it probably was you being a judgmental jackass.
If it is along the lines of “I don’t approve of you moving to Philly and/or hanging out with Turd McDoucheface and drawing pictures of unicorn seahorses having tea” and you’re not their mother? It’s probably still you being a judgmental jackass. Even if you are their mother, it’s probably still you being a judgmental jackass.
That’s the funny thing about life, very rarely does one human being need another’s approval to be who they are. The funny thing about psychology is that if you get shat on with that kind of crap long enough, you start thinking you do need to OK it with everyone around you before you are yourself. Which is tragic, and heartbreaking, and, take it from me, a very painful way to live your life.
Some of us have had enough of that for several lifetimes, thank you.
If you think this post is about you…well, it probably isn’t, but you can probably take a lesson away from it anyway.
when you know about a musician so much that you can tell what year it was in a photo just by looking at their hair
Is there a way to not see certain tags? Because ladies sucking on other ladies’ titties are not pictures I need to pop up on my dash while I’m visiting with my father-in-law and grandparents-in-law….
Ali I am looking at you here.
Well, I guess it was inevitable, but I finally found that place where I feel more guilty for listening to music than comforted by it. :/
I’m not even this far in the series, but OP, let me tell you something: As the victim of extensive emotional abuse when I was a child, that continues from the same (parental) source to this day: This is exactly the kind of shit an abuser tells you to try and get you to forgive them, to reinforce to you that it’s your fault, that you made them do it, that they really mean to change this time honest And you want to believe them so badly because you’re ten, and they’re your parent, and you need their love and approval like you need to breathe. But they never change. They’re just saying it to put you in your place, one more broken promise in a long line of things meant to crush your spirits. And it works, because you’re ten, and they’re your parent, and you need their love and approval like you need to breathe. So no. Henry doesn’t owe her a goddamn thing until she starts acting like she loves him instead of like she needs him for her own ego, for the definition of her own story. “I don’t know how to love very well” is a badly veiled code for “I am going to use this to excuse everything horrible I do to you because I don’t know any better and can’t be arsed to learn or break my habits.” Trust me. I heard it far too much as a child.
When your mother gives you that speech and spills her heart out to you YOU HUG HER!
and when she says this
You don’t just stand there you tell her “I know but we will show you” and you hug her ok! and then if you’re still gonna go and be an ungrateful a-hole you at least look back at her! but just walk out of her house like that noooo no no
(gifs not mine)
Thanks to everyone who got out there and voted their little hearts out! We made it happen!
In case this hasn’t hit the Tumblr tumblings yet, here we go. Brandon is going to be a speaker on a panel about creativity at Chicago Ideas week on Sunday, October 14th. More details here: http://incubushq.com/profiles/blogs/brandon-to-speak-at-chicago-ideas-week
I am going to be so happy when the election season is over and I can stop wanting to strangle family members and friends I am otherwise able to peacefully co-exist with.
And i thought my bb solo photos was niptick by being organized by era since his early ages till his first wrinkles and greys and now, old dirty greyed hipster but HAIR LENGHT? KUDOS, Lauren. That’s what I call organization and patient :)
Haha! Well, that’s how I know what time in the timeline it is. “Oh, his hair is long but not quite to his shoulders, and his plugs are out. Clearly this is around 2007/the end of the Light Grenades Tour Cycle.”