Between all the innocent, and not so innocent interactions between a guy and a girl nothing beats the Boob Graze. The boob graze is (if you don't already know) when a girl accidentally rubs her boob against an odd part of your body...like your shoulder....or your back. The thing that makes the boob graze special is that it is non threatening enough so it can keep on happening, and just the right amount of dirty to bring a smirk on any guys' face. And what can a guy do? it's not our fault...it's nature's fault because it equipped women with this clumsy marvelous things called breasts that keep rubbing on your shoulder, back, forearm or an ear (trust me...its happened).
Now, what's not cool are the guys that abuse the wonder of the boob graze. How can you abuse the boob graze you ask? why, by creating these scenarios where you keep on grazing the boob(s) of a hot chick almost every day by "accident"...yeah right. These Boob Grazer Posers...or Pseudo Grazers are just perverts in sheep's clothing...and they totally miss the point of the boob graze. What makes the boob graze so wonderful is that it happens by accident , it's so random it may happen; but it may not happen...it's much like eating a chocolate and when you're midway through it you find out it has delicious cream filling. Seriously it is the randomness of it that makes it hot...and the fact that the girl also knows she just grazed your back, arm, shoulder or the top of your head with her boob(s) but she's kinda afraid to mention it...and i guess she would get all defensive and would rationalize it as "well, what the hell can i do if these missiles are in the way?"...as i said...innocent;but with just the right amount of naughty
On a closing note: All you Pseudo Grazers should get a punishment fitting for your horrible HORRIBLE crime, and that would be, to be in the same room with the guy that is a Pseudo penis grazer...that is (if you don't already know) the guy that would find any excuse to graze his penis on some girl's back, shoulder or the top of her head...only to find out that the second time that this guy grazes you he's as hard as the iceberg that sunk the titanic...ooh better yet he's as hard as a diamond drill...with the iceberg that sunk the titanic on top...anyways that should be a great punishment.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Office Politiks
Sometimes you say all you want to say and if you're wise (usually...on most occasions im NOT) when you said your pice you shut up. Leave them wanting more. Talking and writing feels more like being a snake charmer, if you're good people will follow the sound (or the words, or the typed letters) if you fuck up...amazingly people will react like the snake and bite you in the ass...anyways i had reached a point where i had written enough. Another point of view...and a valid one is life got uninteresting...up until recently.
It never ceases to amaze me that everywhere you go there are a set of rules...society has rules, your home has rules, a MMORPG has rules and the group inside the MMORPG has rules...your job has rules. But rules aren't enough...to survive you have to use the politics. To survive everywhere; but more importantly your job. People will say all that matters is doing your job right, at the end of the day the people will notice. That's not true...if you dont play the intrigues and the politics someone will take your job and give it to the one person that is playing the game.
Even getting a job is a matter of politics...your resume isn't enough to even get your feet on the door. Ask anyone how they got their recent job, or the promotion and in most cases they will tell you someone that knows someone in upper management put the word in. Hell, to get my current job i had to kiss ass and more ass to get a miserable part-time.
My boss in a recent encounter with her feminist side has decided to burn the bra and in a holier than thou attitude told me women aren't as affected by office politiks as men (she says this of course because i had a disagreement with a co-worker, and it has turned into a delicious game of who said what?) but based on MY recent studies i have come to the conclusion that men and women play the office politics in a different way.
Men approach work as who does what better, who landed the fisher account (american psycho) or who sells the most, or...who is most dependable, once the role of alpha male is filled all the other guys will stare stupidly and worship their leader. Women...it's a whole different story...women are more sophisticated in their efforts, it's a longer proccess, but the payoff is BIG. women will cause the tides to shift, one day they will tell everyone who to adore, just so the next day they can be torn down. They will build intrigues, telling you who's sleeping with who, or who said what about you during lunch. They will create rifts and watch as it unfolds from afar and their involvement is never suspect. And we wonder how come the lioness is the better hunter of the felines...i bet you she applies the same tactics.
It's a fact, to stay a long time at your work you not only have to work well, be dependable and seem trodden down...kinda like life has run you over...but you have to play politics, but if you're gonna play them...be the best. Play both sides, competitive and devious at the same time. NEVER, EVER argue with your boss (unless you're fairly sure that your boss is an idiot, or you have all your bases covered). NEVER EVER talk smack about the most pupular guy at work (at least not at the beginning). NEVER EVER let people know what you really think about this or that. That way they will tell you what they think and if they try to play you you already are like 100 steps ahead.
Those are simple steps, after that is up to you. I hate the fact that i have to play these silly games to get ahead, that my work is not enough to get what i want, but hey...i did not write the rules and i sure as hell can't change them, so might as well do what everyone else does.
It never ceases to amaze me that everywhere you go there are a set of rules...society has rules, your home has rules, a MMORPG has rules and the group inside the MMORPG has rules...your job has rules. But rules aren't enough...to survive you have to use the politics. To survive everywhere; but more importantly your job. People will say all that matters is doing your job right, at the end of the day the people will notice. That's not true...if you dont play the intrigues and the politics someone will take your job and give it to the one person that is playing the game.
Even getting a job is a matter of politics...your resume isn't enough to even get your feet on the door. Ask anyone how they got their recent job, or the promotion and in most cases they will tell you someone that knows someone in upper management put the word in. Hell, to get my current job i had to kiss ass and more ass to get a miserable part-time.
My boss in a recent encounter with her feminist side has decided to burn the bra and in a holier than thou attitude told me women aren't as affected by office politiks as men (she says this of course because i had a disagreement with a co-worker, and it has turned into a delicious game of who said what?) but based on MY recent studies i have come to the conclusion that men and women play the office politics in a different way.
Men approach work as who does what better, who landed the fisher account (american psycho) or who sells the most, or...who is most dependable, once the role of alpha male is filled all the other guys will stare stupidly and worship their leader. Women...it's a whole different story...women are more sophisticated in their efforts, it's a longer proccess, but the payoff is BIG. women will cause the tides to shift, one day they will tell everyone who to adore, just so the next day they can be torn down. They will build intrigues, telling you who's sleeping with who, or who said what about you during lunch. They will create rifts and watch as it unfolds from afar and their involvement is never suspect. And we wonder how come the lioness is the better hunter of the felines...i bet you she applies the same tactics.
It's a fact, to stay a long time at your work you not only have to work well, be dependable and seem trodden down...kinda like life has run you over...but you have to play politics, but if you're gonna play them...be the best. Play both sides, competitive and devious at the same time. NEVER, EVER argue with your boss (unless you're fairly sure that your boss is an idiot, or you have all your bases covered). NEVER EVER talk smack about the most pupular guy at work (at least not at the beginning). NEVER EVER let people know what you really think about this or that. That way they will tell you what they think and if they try to play you you already are like 100 steps ahead.
Those are simple steps, after that is up to you. I hate the fact that i have to play these silly games to get ahead, that my work is not enough to get what i want, but hey...i did not write the rules and i sure as hell can't change them, so might as well do what everyone else does.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
What The Fuck?
Seriously, you stop watching Mtv for a couple of months and you miss on brand new stupidity. Mtv being the stupidest channel on tv is no news, it really has no content, nothing you can learn from...or nothing worthwhile, the days of Beavis and Butthead, Aeon Flux and Unplugged are gone, all we have left is the minimal effort of what they call reality tv... The Music TeleVision channel is now trying to create hype to....MENUDO in a show aptly...(or ineptly) called....Making Menudo....basically its a making the band where all the cast are latino kids, and they are all...latino looking, and mix spanish with english...but more to the point....in this generation where pop stars fade like a dream in naptime WHO THE FUCK CARES ABOUT MENUDO? God, i think i was 5 when they were ending their careers...and the only song i know my mom used to sing to me it went something like..."subete a mi moto..." and then i added "comete los mocos"...after that the powers that be have continued to try to recreate menudo, even calling it MDO but it never sticks....like grase on tefflon, so now we have another bad "reality" (and yes you can picture me doing the hand gestures) show.
I still dont get what all the fuzz is about with this completely mindfuck of a shoe "The Hills", im sorry but if you watch the hills you deserve to be called a complete idiot, i dont know who the fuck would watch like a zillion seasons of the same shit. I personally think that after like 5 seasons those bitches would get tired of talking about cars, hairdo's restaurants and clubs and start talking about life, politics, religion and philosophy. But it serves me right for believing the world's a good place.
Mtv should just cease to exist.(period) really, with all the fake reality tv shows and "the real world" thats just as tired as my great, great grandmother carlotta, and dont even get me started on the dating shows "next" "parental control" "room raiders" and the other show where the guy is being tested with a lie detector...if you believe thats real as you watch it...then you're stupider than i thought. I really do think that mtv is whats wrong with this generation...Mtv has been putting shit into america's youth and put it into a state of deep thought lethargy...and taught us that all that really matters is the stuff thats on the outside...money, houses, hairdo's, fitness etc.
I still dont get what all the fuzz is about with this completely mindfuck of a shoe "The Hills", im sorry but if you watch the hills you deserve to be called a complete idiot, i dont know who the fuck would watch like a zillion seasons of the same shit. I personally think that after like 5 seasons those bitches would get tired of talking about cars, hairdo's restaurants and clubs and start talking about life, politics, religion and philosophy. But it serves me right for believing the world's a good place.
Mtv should just cease to exist.(period) really, with all the fake reality tv shows and "the real world" thats just as tired as my great, great grandmother carlotta, and dont even get me started on the dating shows "next" "parental control" "room raiders" and the other show where the guy is being tested with a lie detector...if you believe thats real as you watch it...then you're stupider than i thought. I really do think that mtv is whats wrong with this generation...Mtv has been putting shit into america's youth and put it into a state of deep thought lethargy...and taught us that all that really matters is the stuff thats on the outside...money, houses, hairdo's, fitness etc.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Jai Guru Deva Om
It's October, we're already 3 episodes deep into heroes and its starting to pick up, House is kicking so much ass its impossible and last friday i saw perhaps the most beautiful and visually engaging movie i have seen in a while: Across The Universe.
Across the universe is this musical about the lives of a group of friends during the '60s...their loves, their triumphs and losses, all with kickass songs by the beatles. This movie is about love, love above all things and overcoming seemingly impossible obstacles, yes its not the type of movie a very cynical and jaded S.O.B. like me would watch, but once i saw the trailer for the movie and all that beautiful psychodelia i knew i had to go watch it. I was very surprised by it.
Now, when watching a musical one has to analyze the acting or should i say the singing? because what these characters say when they're not singing is just...stuff thats between the lines, the message is conveyed always in the song (to my opinion), but just the characters singing is part of it, for the message to be fully conveyed and interpreted by me (or the audience) i have to look closely to the dance scenes...yes the coreography...its amazing how interpretative this dance moves can be...and last but not least...the props, the stage everything...its all part of the magic...and this movie had it in spades. I think Julie Taymor is indeed a visionary, she brings the best elements of theatre to movies...and she brings stuff that was cool in FRIDA to this movie. Across the universe is a visual orgy of tantalizing wonders (my critic's word for this movie) and i wouldnt be surprised if i see it again
Across the universe is this musical about the lives of a group of friends during the '60s...their loves, their triumphs and losses, all with kickass songs by the beatles. This movie is about love, love above all things and overcoming seemingly impossible obstacles, yes its not the type of movie a very cynical and jaded S.O.B. like me would watch, but once i saw the trailer for the movie and all that beautiful psychodelia i knew i had to go watch it. I was very surprised by it.
Now, when watching a musical one has to analyze the acting or should i say the singing? because what these characters say when they're not singing is just...stuff thats between the lines, the message is conveyed always in the song (to my opinion), but just the characters singing is part of it, for the message to be fully conveyed and interpreted by me (or the audience) i have to look closely to the dance scenes...yes the coreography...its amazing how interpretative this dance moves can be...and last but not least...the props, the stage everything...its all part of the magic...and this movie had it in spades. I think Julie Taymor is indeed a visionary, she brings the best elements of theatre to movies...and she brings stuff that was cool in FRIDA to this movie. Across the universe is a visual orgy of tantalizing wonders (my critic's word for this movie) and i wouldnt be surprised if i see it again
Friday, September 14, 2007
Altered Perceptions
Every so often i talk about drawing. Why? im not that good at it. I can't reach out to people...there are so many things my drawings don't do...kinda like that hot chick (or guy) you wanted, and he(she) ends up being the worst sex in your life. Well, the why is...there is no why (smashing pumpkins)...actually there is, the why is i love the challenge, and more than the challenge i love creating without responsibility or impunity, creating shit that makes no sense (to anyone but me), tenderly hurting and loving mercilessly what i create. Little despot me, ruling over a world of cartoons, and making backsotries that will never be.
This entry is not an incursion into why i draw what i draw. My drawings are not complex enough for that;though if i were to think about it, i'd say there is a certain kind of Modernism that borders on mad Dadaism with just a little hint of the impressionists of old...or you could say and i would consider it a very accurate answer that my drawings, even superheroes or cartoons are an expression of our times, this whole POP frenzy that has dumbed us down. This entry is more directed to me (or any fellow artist, if any stumble into my blog). My most recent reflections on creating is...do we have to...or more accurately, do i have to stick to just one style one way of seeing things? or can i (more likely) dare i? try and change shit around. All this while ive worked on creating this super cool-looking faces, powerful expressions...chick guys wanna fuck, and guys chicks think of marrying and taking home to mom (after he saves or destroy the world)...im still up for that lord knows im a vain motherfucker...i just wonder can i get the same values i try to attain from one style to the other? the sexyness, the tenderness or vulnerability...can i convey the same message even if its a whole different proccess?
Upon trying something new (i hate the word changing my style, because i can do different things) i have been critiqued (as opposed to criticized) by a jury of my peers and recieved mixed reviews, some like the new stuff and welcome it, others say its cool...but weird, and some people tell me i should not sacrifice details like that...its not about the people that see the art (though i love being critiqued or criticized) its about the level of catharsis, of release i feel when i think outside the box. When i approach something in a different manner. What i say is if it doesnt frustrate you or if it you sometimes dont hate it enough to change what you're doing then maybe...just maybe is not worth it.
...Art...or maybe drawing or doodling is painful bitch!
This entry is not an incursion into why i draw what i draw. My drawings are not complex enough for that;though if i were to think about it, i'd say there is a certain kind of Modernism that borders on mad Dadaism with just a little hint of the impressionists of old...or you could say and i would consider it a very accurate answer that my drawings, even superheroes or cartoons are an expression of our times, this whole POP frenzy that has dumbed us down. This entry is more directed to me (or any fellow artist, if any stumble into my blog). My most recent reflections on creating is...do we have to...or more accurately, do i have to stick to just one style one way of seeing things? or can i (more likely) dare i? try and change shit around. All this while ive worked on creating this super cool-looking faces, powerful expressions...chick guys wanna fuck, and guys chicks think of marrying and taking home to mom (after he saves or destroy the world)...im still up for that lord knows im a vain motherfucker...i just wonder can i get the same values i try to attain from one style to the other? the sexyness, the tenderness or vulnerability...can i convey the same message even if its a whole different proccess?
Upon trying something new (i hate the word changing my style, because i can do different things) i have been critiqued (as opposed to criticized) by a jury of my peers and recieved mixed reviews, some like the new stuff and welcome it, others say its cool...but weird, and some people tell me i should not sacrifice details like that...its not about the people that see the art (though i love being critiqued or criticized) its about the level of catharsis, of release i feel when i think outside the box. When i approach something in a different manner. What i say is if it doesnt frustrate you or if it you sometimes dont hate it enough to change what you're doing then maybe...just maybe is not worth it.
...Art...or maybe drawing or doodling is painful bitch!
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Regarding X-Men
It comes as no surprise, but im one of the biggest X-Geeks, or X-nerds out there. I love the book and i love the cast of bizarre characters and their interactions and convoluted storylines and their passions. I loved this book ever since i was 12 and i spent money that should have been spent on John Livingston Seagull on 4 different X-books: X-Men Classics, Uncanny X-Men, X-Men and the way popular (back then) X-Factor. Who could resist a cover of some guy in a yellow and tan uniform coming straight at you with claws in his hands???...could you?, or when you open a page and see a guy with a cool uniform shooting laser beams out of his eyes. Or my favorite image, a black woman with white hair, almost naked with impossible proportions and startling beauty commanding the elements? it was too much coolness for my 12 year old brain to proccess.
Aside from its coolness, i distinctively remember reading the comic with a english/spanish dictionary by my side and trembling at the introductory line "Sworn to protect a world that hates them and fear them, they are the Children Of The Atom..Stan Lee Presents...the X-Men" i recall being bothered by it. No one is that good, and that is why i kept reading, because for these characters it was tough to go on protecting and dreaming for a better world, and in the end all they had is each other to get through the hard times. Even if they are always fighting and bickering amongst themselves. X-Men is about beautiful people spouting ideologies, fighting naked (with a suspicious cast shadow on their genitalia) on some futuristic landscape you never thought existed until a writer put THAT disturbing idea in your head (i mean, the Savage Land? the Shi'ar Empire? the Astral Plane? different planes of realities? Citadels?, Genosha?...i concur), people making love, being married, facing being different and a very recurring theme in X-Men...the loss of people they love. Death. The title has it all.
I think the genius behind marvel titles, X-Men in particular (that is to say the genius behind Stan Lee...who ironically x-men is his least favored creation) is that they feel like real people, them having powers is just a diversion. A way to make something already interesting...irresistible. Upon reading other marvel titles i have noticed the toughest challenges these heroes face is themselves. Peter Parker struggles with his life, he's middle class american, trying to keep a steady job and be there for his wife and aunt while also protecting the innocent. The Fantastic Four, is another perfect example, Dr. Doom is a window to a world of action and unprecedented technological vistas, where Galactus hungers forever and the Silver Surfer spouts nihilism on the Milky Way; the real treat of the F4 is the family interaction. Coming together as a family to save the world. The X-men encompasses all these topics and includes more (that was mainly thanks to Chris Claremont that re-defined the X-Men). X-men plays with racism, with multi-cultural exchanges, religion etc. always in a new and interesting way.
During my 14 year love affair with X-men i have seen the title change, go to new heights and dismal lows while writers come and go and breathe new life into the title, unafraid (or maybe too afraid) to change the status quo. My favorite X-Men Story is, and will always be "Fatal Attractions" that starts in X-Men 303 perhaps the best written story out there, the team is lost, the dream is shattered and xavier is defeated by his own grief over his impotence to save Illyana Rasputin from death. And Magneto resurfaces again as a fiery messiah announcing a new dream for mutants. After that there have been other great stories, "Phalanx Covenant" (though it felt like a sixteen part hype story to introduce generation x, that at the time was Marvel's best response to Gen13), and of course, the unforgettable Age Of Apocalypse, a look at a world without dreams or hope, a dystopian landscape where only the strong can hope to survive. After that X-Men became dull and boring, the writer of that time Scott Lobdell was dragging (and continued to do so for more years, i mean...Joseph? Bastion?, the 12?). so X-men kinda died for a copule of years...until Grant Morrison re-enviosioned, Re-vitalized, and of course re-hyped the franchise along with Frank Quitely. Only Morrison could do something so different yet stay true to what the Children Of The Atom are all about, this brings to my mind the second best written story of the X-Men Out there: the second part of the "Imperial" story-line, where Jean Grey Opens the school to the human media, and shows them the Xavier Institute Of Higher Learning as a place of hope, of undistilled wonders, a paradise for raw talent to be exploited. After Grant Morrison's departure the title fell into murky territory again. Chuck Austen came on board and did some very horrible stories, and Chris Claremont brought the worst aspects of his run on x-men to the new run (jamie braddock, psylocke, the fury...eeewww). The only thing that kept me going was Wheddon/Cassaday's Astonishing X-Men, that felt like a homage to the now nearly legendary 2-year Morrison run.
And now, the title is yet again soaring sky high thanks to the new messiah of x-scribes, Mike Carey, that started writing out for Vertigo's "Lucifer". The guy is a genius , the "Endangered Species: one shot is truly a wonder, in this title the X-Men face not only their own mortality, but thanks to M-Day, they face the prospect of extinction as a species, the title has that certain despair of fighting a hopeless battle, and he's continued with his stories on X-Men, digging into the characters as best he can, and so far succeeding...to see beast bargaining his wonderful intellect with Marvel U's prominent baddies (Dr.Doom, Red Skull, Arnim Zola, Mr. Sinister, Sugar Man, and the unethical Dark Beast) all just for a glimmer of hope to prevent the imminent extinction of mutantkind has become a rare gift for me. Again, this is a character so ethical and so correct forced to betray his own morality for what he thinks is the greater cause...excellent.
All right, so my little uuhhh...introspect view of x-men is out of the way, i can rest easy now, knowing i expressed my wonder to the title.
Aside from its coolness, i distinctively remember reading the comic with a english/spanish dictionary by my side and trembling at the introductory line "Sworn to protect a world that hates them and fear them, they are the Children Of The Atom..Stan Lee Presents...the X-Men" i recall being bothered by it. No one is that good, and that is why i kept reading, because for these characters it was tough to go on protecting and dreaming for a better world, and in the end all they had is each other to get through the hard times. Even if they are always fighting and bickering amongst themselves. X-Men is about beautiful people spouting ideologies, fighting naked (with a suspicious cast shadow on their genitalia) on some futuristic landscape you never thought existed until a writer put THAT disturbing idea in your head (i mean, the Savage Land? the Shi'ar Empire? the Astral Plane? different planes of realities? Citadels?, Genosha?...i concur), people making love, being married, facing being different and a very recurring theme in X-Men...the loss of people they love. Death. The title has it all.
I think the genius behind marvel titles, X-Men in particular (that is to say the genius behind Stan Lee...who ironically x-men is his least favored creation) is that they feel like real people, them having powers is just a diversion. A way to make something already interesting...irresistible. Upon reading other marvel titles i have noticed the toughest challenges these heroes face is themselves. Peter Parker struggles with his life, he's middle class american, trying to keep a steady job and be there for his wife and aunt while also protecting the innocent. The Fantastic Four, is another perfect example, Dr. Doom is a window to a world of action and unprecedented technological vistas, where Galactus hungers forever and the Silver Surfer spouts nihilism on the Milky Way; the real treat of the F4 is the family interaction. Coming together as a family to save the world. The X-men encompasses all these topics and includes more (that was mainly thanks to Chris Claremont that re-defined the X-Men). X-men plays with racism, with multi-cultural exchanges, religion etc. always in a new and interesting way.
During my 14 year love affair with X-men i have seen the title change, go to new heights and dismal lows while writers come and go and breathe new life into the title, unafraid (or maybe too afraid) to change the status quo. My favorite X-Men Story is, and will always be "Fatal Attractions" that starts in X-Men 303 perhaps the best written story out there, the team is lost, the dream is shattered and xavier is defeated by his own grief over his impotence to save Illyana Rasputin from death. And Magneto resurfaces again as a fiery messiah announcing a new dream for mutants. After that there have been other great stories, "Phalanx Covenant" (though it felt like a sixteen part hype story to introduce generation x, that at the time was Marvel's best response to Gen13), and of course, the unforgettable Age Of Apocalypse, a look at a world without dreams or hope, a dystopian landscape where only the strong can hope to survive. After that X-Men became dull and boring, the writer of that time Scott Lobdell was dragging (and continued to do so for more years, i mean...Joseph? Bastion?, the 12?). so X-men kinda died for a copule of years...until Grant Morrison re-enviosioned, Re-vitalized, and of course re-hyped the franchise along with Frank Quitely. Only Morrison could do something so different yet stay true to what the Children Of The Atom are all about, this brings to my mind the second best written story of the X-Men Out there: the second part of the "Imperial" story-line, where Jean Grey Opens the school to the human media, and shows them the Xavier Institute Of Higher Learning as a place of hope, of undistilled wonders, a paradise for raw talent to be exploited. After Grant Morrison's departure the title fell into murky territory again. Chuck Austen came on board and did some very horrible stories, and Chris Claremont brought the worst aspects of his run on x-men to the new run (jamie braddock, psylocke, the fury...eeewww). The only thing that kept me going was Wheddon/Cassaday's Astonishing X-Men, that felt like a homage to the now nearly legendary 2-year Morrison run.
And now, the title is yet again soaring sky high thanks to the new messiah of x-scribes, Mike Carey, that started writing out for Vertigo's "Lucifer". The guy is a genius , the "Endangered Species: one shot is truly a wonder, in this title the X-Men face not only their own mortality, but thanks to M-Day, they face the prospect of extinction as a species, the title has that certain despair of fighting a hopeless battle, and he's continued with his stories on X-Men, digging into the characters as best he can, and so far succeeding...to see beast bargaining his wonderful intellect with Marvel U's prominent baddies (Dr.Doom, Red Skull, Arnim Zola, Mr. Sinister, Sugar Man, and the unethical Dark Beast) all just for a glimmer of hope to prevent the imminent extinction of mutantkind has become a rare gift for me. Again, this is a character so ethical and so correct forced to betray his own morality for what he thinks is the greater cause...excellent.
All right, so my little uuhhh...introspect view of x-men is out of the way, i can rest easy now, knowing i expressed my wonder to the title.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Of The Unknown
All my life i've been drawing in black and white. First it was pencil only, because i thought i really excelled at it, so i never ventured outside of what i've known. Always sticking to what i thought was my strenghts,God forbid i try something new, or i fuck up a drawing (as if i have a deadline). This i dont know what to call it, reasoning, logic, whatever it was kept me from discovering other things in drawing, or art in general, so i never gave a chance to some other things, until i started thinking, "well...it's flat, it doesn't stand out". That's when i started trying new things.
Now, now im not afraid of fucking up for the sake of something new, that's how i gave inking a chance. I wanted my shit to stand out, and have that kind of marvel comics look, or those heaviliy hatched Jim Lee look. Sometimes trying new things is the way to improve, like looking at the world with an altered perception of realism, or switching from quill pen to brush, or using both to get what you want. Anyways, my inking still sucks...but it can only get better...right?
And after a while of just inking, i see my drawings lacking, they dont look lively, they need something else, so i started reading tutorials online and dusted off my trusty old pal photoshop cs2. To say it was uncomfortable is an understatement, after all, we will always be wary of stuff that we are unfamiliar with, so at first i treated Photoshop like that friend of a friend that hangs out in a different social circle, and quite probably i wanted to leave my project half-way and say to myself "thats what you get for thinking you can do this"; but my father's voice came into my head, nagging and always comparing and findind my defects and somehow magnifying them so i look and feel vile. That's when i decided to stick with it, to have one over the old man. So it was still tough to go on, but i like to think it's not Photoshop's fault, but my own demands of what i'd like to see, and i somehow can't get it out of Photoshop. When it was finished i felt satisfied that i finished, and i liked how it looked, but im still pissed that i couldnt do some of the other stuff i had enviosioned.
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