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Forgot I made these quick refs once!! It’s not that you should feel obligated to portray every part of an animal correctly, but in some cases these are very unique, interesting features that very few artists are ever utilizing creatively!

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The other outfits aren’t finished but have yerself some taako (you know, from tv?)

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[ID] Eight full color drawings of Taako, showing off different outfits for each Balance arc. Taako is a slender elf with medium complexion skin and long blond hair. The first drawing shows him from Here There Be Gerblins. He’s wearing a muted brown and tan outfits, with a large scarf covering the bottom half of his face, a long cape with patches, brown boots and a large brown wizard hat with a tear in its brim. Behind him is a wanted poster of him from Sizzle It Up, wearing a chef’s outfit.

The second drawing shows him from Murder On The Rockport Limited. He’s standing in profile, wearing a red pinstripe vest over a long sleeve white shirt and black pants. He has a long elegant blue cape and a large black wizard hat with a red band. His hand is held out in front of him and a long red umbrella is hanging from his wrist.

The third shows him in Crystal Kingdom. He’s wearing a full body red jumpsuit with a large glass dome around his head. His hair is worn up in a bun, and he’s smirking as he holds the umbrastaff behind his back with both hands.

The next two drawings show Taako from Petals to the Metal. In the first his arms are crossed, he’s wearing light grey shorts and a white tank top, with a black scarf and a large black wizard hat. He had tights on and is wearing black boots, the umbrastaff at his side. The next shows him wearing a mongoose mask, his scarf gone and his hair slightly mused. He’s holding the hat in one hand, and holding the umbrastaff over his shoulder.

The next shows him from Eleventh Hour. He’s wearing a black skirt with a crop top and a sheer black wrap around his shoulders. He has dark sunglasses on, a large black wizard hat and tall brown boots. He’s holding a large diamond in one hand.

The last two drawings show Taako from The Suffering Game. He’s in the same post in each, the second drawing done in sepia tones. He’s wearing a short black bodysuit with a sheer, shimmering blue cloak over top and a red boa around his shoulders. He has a black glove on, and his hair is worn loose with a small braid down the side. He has tall black boots with a red trim, and an intense look of concentration on his face. [end ID]

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I saw this text post and my brain immediately went: “Barold”

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The Measure of a Man (extended edition) 1/4

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IT’S THE SCENE <3

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an addition to this meme

I Fucking love these stupid alien things with my whole fucking heart

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happy 12th to meet the sandvich

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jaubaius

The curious dance moves of the Striped Cuckoo.

theraptorcage

I’m sorry???? Excuse me sir???? You have hands and are a bird please explain

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Digital and traditional paintings by SilviaBobekovaArt

maliciousindungeon

this joke made me laugh so hard the first time i heard it i almost threw up

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Fucking TEA RIGHT THERE

thehappinessmachine

god i can never stop thinking about certain sculptures used in modern art and how they can be used to elicit the beautiful and terrible feeling of true and genuine horror in ways that a lot of horror movies can never do

like when you ask people “what is horror?” they’ll tend to give examples of monsters, of killers, of dark places, of sharp teeth and too many legs and lots and lots of blood. which is true, that can be used as horror! but i’d like to call that “the horror of being eaten/hurt/killed” or more succinctly “the horror of vulnerability”. it’s a horror that something, whether it’s a killer or a monster or some phenomenon, has the ability to cause us harm. we see large amounts of teeth and we think “that thing is going to tear us to pieces with those teeth” or we see spilled blood and we think “someone has been hurt, there’s a chance we can be hurt too by whatever spilled this blood”.

but what certain modern sculptures can do is elicit a very physical visceral reaction of a completely different kind of horror.

it’s “the horror that something is a thing that SHOULD not exist, and you are absolutely powerless to understand what it is, but it is existing in your space, right now, it is real and you cannot make it unreal no matter what you do”

or perhaps, in a shorter fashion, it’s “the horror of wrongness”

like one of the sculptures that made me feel this way is this sculpture here, named “Monekana” located in the American Art Museum in Washington D.C:

“okay,” you say, with a shrug. “it’s a horse made of wood? what’s so scary about that?”. but this is the lie of the photograph! a photograph of a sculpture rarely grasps the experience of standing next to a sculpture. you have to picture yourself walking into this room, practically devoid of people, and coming face to face with this sculpture that is very large and very real.

and your brain screams that “THIS IS WRONG. MAKE IT GO AWAY. THIS IS WRONG”, like at any moment you expect it to move, to twist its head, to follow you with eyes that aren’t simply there. it looks like a horse but it is no horse. you could almost argue that maybe it isn’t even an art piece at all, but it wandered in from god knows what kind of world and it’s blending in with everything else. maybe it’s fooling you. maybe it isn’t.

anyways, i’m not trying to say that this sculpture in particular is SUPPOSED to be scary, it may make other people feel nothing at all (or even positive feelings!), but what i’m trying to say is that feeling i had that day, when i saw this thing, when i felt this fearful instinct to stay away and not stare, it’s THAT feeling that i feel so many writers and makers of horror don’t completely understand. you don’t need teeth. you don’t need blood. you don’t need to make Spooky Scary Skeletons or chainsaw-wielding villains. all you need is to create something wrong in its existence, something to make parts of us fear the fact that we can’t entirely rationalize what we’re seeing.

that’s horror, to me.

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@admiraloblivious

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This is amazing

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This post makes me think of Klaus Pinter’s work:

The experience of sculpture absolutely gets lost in images. I’ve walked into museums and been like WOW THE FUCK even when I knew it was coming.

I love this subject, though. I love “implication horror.” You see something, and the realization of what it means, which often comes a few moments later, is where the real horror lies—not in how splattery or gratuitously shocking it is. The wrongness of a thing in fiction, when done well, is the best. I was watching Melancholia the other day, and what a terrifying example of wrongness horror.

Anyway this is such a great post thanks for putting the whole idea into words so well. <3

alex-plante

This is how I feel about wind turbines (I tried to walk up to one once and felt the most inexplicable terror I’ve ever felt in my life), or most things that are ridiculously large, for that matter. Ships fascinate me but make me feel very uneasy. Certain buildings, especially if they look old-timey in any way kind of freak me out.

Examples: The Halifax shipyard building made me feel almost nauseous, and I have to drive past this cold storage building in Winnipeg every time I go to visit my boyfriend’s parents. I do not like it one bit. Also, I got to see that sculpture of a giant newborn baby last year. That was very surreal in the way that is described here.

thehappinessmachine

WHAT AMAZING ADDITIONS TO THIS POST, thank you! I didn’t know of Kalus Pinter’s work and now I REALLY want to see it for myself, goodness.

Honestly, I’m so glad so many people have responded and reblogged this post with examples and stories of their own!! It’s so cool to see just what people think and perceive as this horror of “wrongness”. I also see some people saying that this is essentially the uncanny valley effect, which is only an aspect of this kind of horror - the uncanny valley primarily deals with something we perceive that looks close to human and yet doesn’t quite make it there. It’s just one subset of a really uneasy sort of horror that can be found in so many forms, which may really honestly differ from person to person.

Overall, THIS HORROR IS WIDELY UNDERUSED IN FICTION and I’m so glad to see so many examples of it posted here!!

cadimonsignal

I feel this way about kangaroos. If you really look at a kangaroo for a minute it’s deeply unsettling, they’re bipedal and they have insane abs and they move wrong, it’s too human and I get that creeping horror that this thing exists. If I look at kangaroos too long I feel like I’m going insane

aworldfullyalive

Louise Bourgeois’s spider sculptures did this to me, a bit. It was less the shape than the form–the lumpiness, the uneven shine–but mostly it was the scale. Most of these examples of horror don’t feel quite so wrong when they’re at a scale we can look “down” on. But when they overshadow us, or at least when they overshadow our general certainty of control, even for just a moment, the disorientation can slip suddenly into horror.

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consider the Gelitin collective’s enormous pink rabbit left to rot in the Italian alps for the next 10 years

tyrelpinnegar

Eoin Mc Hugh - The Ground Itself is Kind, Black Butter, 2014

salticid

Kiki Smith’s lilith sculpture is more humanoid but i feel like it belongs on this post because walking into the stairwell in the met and seeing this fucking thing was one of the most unnerving experiences in my life

funereal-disease

If “the horror of wrongness” makes your soul sing as it does mine, read literally anything by Robert Aickman. My favorite is “The Hospice”.

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People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter

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[The artist, putting a simple cake next to a much fancier one: “Aw man, that guy’s cake is way better than mine.” The Audience, gleefully holding up a knife and fork “HOLY SHIT! TWO CAKES!”]