The other night I was attending a classy cocktail sort of function, dressed in my best. Everything was going smoothly, I was entrancing some saucy babes with my patented routine about the undeniable misandry in our society when I was suddenly confronted by some fucking feminazis. How dare I infer that men are the most discriminated against in our society, she asks, and rattles off some bullshit rape statistics or whatever. I wasn’t really paying too much attention. I coolly riposte with some facts about circumcision that I’m assuming that you, my well read and intelligent readers, will already know about to the applause of those around me.
People around us are looking tense, as our voices become heated. We agree to take it outside at which point she unsheathes the oily black riding crop perennially attached to her vulpine, leather-clad thighs. Before I can blink, she slaps it across my cheek and orders me to my hands and knees in her rich Teutonic accent. I obey, upon which
‘rich Teutonic accent’ oh christ this is absolutely golden.
The Luzon Bleeding-heart (Gallicolumba luzonica) is one of a number of species of ground dove in the genusGallicolumba that are called “bleeding-hearts”. They get this name from a splash of vivid red colour at the centre of their white breasts. The Luzon Bleeding-heart is the species in which this feature is most pronounced, and on first sight it is hard to believe that the bird has not recently been wounded. This is also partially due to a reddish hue extending down the belly, providing the illusion of blood having run down the bird’s front.
Aren’t they beautiful? They really do look as if they’re bleeding.
Recently, I’ve become aware of my love affair with birds.
All you can do sometimes is just press harder on your pencil to try to make the drawing express what you’re feeling in your heart, and you hope that the audience can feel it as they’re looking at it.
— Glen Keane
The stunning animation of the characters in this video quickly make you forget that you’re watching pencil tests, scribbles of graphite on paper. And hearing Glenn Keane explain his process makes you realize why he is a master animator: there is thought and emotion behind every stroke of the pencil. There is nothing random about the work you see here.
There’s an interesting parallel between bringing animated characters to life and infusing characters on the page with spirit. Both mediums, even at their most simplistic, are capable of stirring emotion in an audience. A screenplay is a lot like a pencil test, in much the same way that a frame of film is like an animation cel. And yet both forms can affect us.
There should be thought and emotion behind every keystroke of our screenplays. That will give our characters shape and solidity, transforming them from vaporous imaginings into real people.
Gorgeous. Really interesting when they get to the 3D vine render that’s printed out for them to animate over.
This man comes into my job almost every day with a free frosty coupon. He’s homeless, and he’s also of the nicest homeless people that come here. He just made me want to hug him when I saw him mixing ice in what was left of his frosty, just to have a bit more. Smh, I’m giving him another free one. This is saddening me, seriously. I went up to him and offered him one, he smiled and said “naahh” I said you sure? Is there anything I can help you with? He laughed and shook his head in a polite way. One of the most humble people to come through here… Every other one is usually rude, and angry. But this man still keeps his joy. This tells me I should never have a reason to frown, if he can still manage to smile.
oh my god don’t cry don’t cry don’t fucking cry flkjd;lkja;lskj