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okay, i'm curious about your stretching post. are you talking about feeling the slight pain that comes with stretching correctly or actually managing to position you body in a "stretch"?
(Aw I’m glad you asked!) I mean both really, but the thing I was most excited about was finding a position I could actually stretch in!
I’m hyperextenable, which means that my tendons (and all other sorts of connective tissue) are very loose, long, and flexible.Because of this I cannot stretch to get rid of cramps or aches.
Today was the first time in my life that I managed to “feel the burn” of stretching when I found a position that worked (for a short time) to let me do so.
The best example I can offer is with arms:For most folks their arm can only go as far as their tendons (etc) will allow them to, and once their tendons are at their limit they can’t extend their elbow any further. Extending it any more would at first lead to stretching, and then to serious tears in their tissue.For me, my tendons don’t restrict my movement at all because they’re so loose. When I extend my arm it only stops when the joint in my elbow cannot move any more because the bones are pressed up against one another. This makes it look like my arm is ‘backwards’ when it’s fully extended.I can’t stretch because it is physically impossible for me to get into poses that allow my tendons to extend to their full length unless I break my bones. The pose I found this morning that stretched my shoulder for a few moments was extremely difficult to get in to, and put enough pressure on the area that I was worried about dislocating something as it was.
(The angle I’ve shown for my arm below is very accurate. I won’t be posting actual pictures of my arm like that.)
[I’m using ‘tendons’ as an umbrella term to save space, but this applies to all of my various connective tissues.]
My connective tissues are so loose that my joints can become misaligned, or in some cases dislocated or broken, incredibly easily.
[This section contains descriptions of body horror.]I’ve had many, many problems because of this, and it’s gotten worse over the years. When I was younger I was trying to do a handstand and, rather than keeping my elbows out, I locked my arms with my elbows extended as shown above. Because all my weight was resting on my elbows, and that weight was being pulled straight down, and my elbows were so seriously angled, my left elbow broke and snapped completely backwards.The strangest thing was the sensation and sound beforehand: I heard a crack like a tree being suddenly split, and then a moment later I felt the upper section of my elbow joint shift in a collapse down beside the lower section, and then suddenly I was on the floor and the back of my hand was touching my shoulderblade. That was actually the third time I broke that arm, but the other times weren’t so related to my hyperextendability. By then the nerves in my elbow were pretty numb to that kind of pain, though it still definitely hurt. [End of body horror section.]
I’ve had to become my own expert at realigning my elbows and knees so that I don’t injure myself going about my day to day activities.In fact, because of this problem, I spent the last six or seven years of my life with one side of my jaw dislocated and in constant pain because of it.I wasn’t able to put it back in place myself, and didn’t recognize how serious it was since I was used to constant aching in my joints. I even went to see a joint specialist about it and they weren’t able to set it right. They eased it temporarily, but I would be in pain again the day after the appointment. It was only recently that I was able to see a jaw specialist who finally relocated it for me.
But I wouldn’t actually put that high on my list of things that bother me about being hyperextendable. It’s annoying to have to be so careful about how I position my limbs when doing mundane things like walking, lifting something, sitting, and so on. Annoying definitely, frustrating for sure, but not the worst.
The worst thing is not being able to stretch, which is why I was so excited earlier. If I spend time moving furniture, exercising, or even a good portion of the day walking around, I get sore the next day. I get aches and pains just as most people do after exerting myself, except I can’t do anything about it. Generally speaking I’m in pain for three full days after doing anything strenuous, and I just have to wait it out.Since all my connective tissue is so loose, any attempts to ease my pains with stretching are met with exactly no results. All it does is tap my bones together at their joints.
My ligaments and tendons, muscles and sinews, are all too stretchy, too flexible, too long. I’ve spoken with my doctor about this and have received the advice to “not do yoga or gymnastics”.As for what I can do to fix it, there’s nothing. I can’t shorten my connective tissues. I’ve just been getting looser as I’ve grown, more strain is put on my joints as my tendons become more lax and do less of their intended purpose.
This applies to absolutely all of my joints. My elbows, wrists, knuckles, shoulders, hips, knees, ankles, back, neck, jaw. Everything. It’s as if I’m held together by little strings, like a model skeleton. Just rattling around.
I’m glad you asked this, I’ve been meaning to put this all in one place for some time.
PFFT, every time I see Gon being afraid of Killua's flexibility I can't help but imagine him having walked in on Killua practicing and being scarred for life XD. He probably saw Killua walking down the stairs in the spider pose one night. Poor Gon. Killua looks like he has fun teasing him though.
@cellaira asked who would be more flexible.. I think Killua! But with his help, Gon wouldn’t be too far behind ФvФ
OH MY GOD IM DYING WITH YOUR ART, BALLET AU IS MY FAVORITE AU IN THE WORLD!!!!, your art is so fricking beautiful OMG!!! I'm in love with everything!! I love killua doing contorsion thats my favorite one!!, omg thank you for such beautiful work. <3333
Thank you…! Here’s more contortionist Killua (and Gon who is scared of those poses) … Gon is flexible too, but I imagine Killua had specialized training from an early age… ((Stop scaring Gon, Killua))
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Five animated shorts for five female animation pioneers
For this year’s Annency animation festival, the students at Gobelins made five 1-minute animations to honor five female animation pioneers.
They’re all phenomenal. If you have five minutes, please watch each of them. Warning: some hit HARD.
Mary Blair (1911-1978)
Worked for Ub Iwerks, MGM, and eventually Disney. Known for creating incredibly vibrant watercolors, which clashed with the studio aesthetic at the time. Disney eventually let her loose, and her aesthetic can be strongly seen in Cinderella, Peter Pan, and especially Alice in Wonderland.
Evelyn Lambart (1914-1999)
Hearing-impaired Canadian animator who worked with Norman McLaren on several pieces that the Canadian government would later declare masterworks. She directed her own films, making her one of the first women in animation to take the director’s chair. She was known for scratching up film stock to create “jazz” like patterns, the sort of thing you’d later see in Fantasia, Donald in Mathmagic Land, and the like.
Lotte Reininger (1899-1981)
German director who created the technique of silhouette animation, preceding Disney by 10 years. Started out making titles for movies and moved on to make her own animated feature, The Adventures of Prince Achmed, in 1926! As for the rest of her career, well - watch the short.
Claire Parker (1906-1981)
Created the “pinscreen” animation technique, where 240,000 tiny metal rods were manually manipulated in and out of a board in order to create an animation – think tweaking pixels by hand. She and she alone owned the patent on it.
Alison de Vere (1927-2001)
One of the first women to work in British animation, and was design director for The Yellow Submarine. She went on to create many animated shorts at a commercial studio, winning prizes for virtually almost every single one of them. She is often credited as Britain’s first female animation auteur.
(much credit must go to cartoonbrew for posting about this in the first place - thanks, y’all!)
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You need to tell that story immediately.
The Colin Mochrie story? Gladly. This is a good story.
So I go to this college, and it can best be described as a little weird. It desperately wants to be Cambridge, but it’s not Cambridge, so it takes out its frustration with not being Cambridge on weird collective mockeries of Cambridge stuff. So far so good.
One of these weird mockeries is the debate club.
It’s hard to even properly call the Literary Institute a debate club - it is a club, and it does debates, but the debates are 100% stand-up comedy in a parliamentary format and the other half is bullshit pantomiming. For instance, every year at matriculation, the club drunkenly rushes the stage, interrupts the ceremony, and calls everyone in the audience a horse’s ass (occasionally while quoting Dune). It also puts on a yearly event called ‘Tuck-Ins’, in which people in the dorms can sign up (or sign their friends up) to have the entire LIT burst into their room, give them bedtime snacks, give them bedtime beer, sing some bedtime songs, and tell them a bedtime story. Except, the LIT never does anything seriously, so the bedtime song was always Barrett’s Privateers and the bedtime story was almost always something we called ‘The Rat Story’. Let me tell you about the Rat Story.
The Rat Story was a piece of… literature… that a LIT member dragged out of the dregs of the internet many years ago. Nobody knows where it came from, and my efforts to find it again were unsuccessful, but good lord, it was bad. It was a page-and-a-half-long Hermione/Wormtail (rat form) smut fic and it was awful. So awful. I’m cringing just thinking about it. It’s the worst thing I’ve ever read, and at this point I basically know it by heart. We read it aloud, from the poorly worded introduction to its horrible closing line (AND HE SCAMPERED AWAY WET! STUNNED! AND THRILLED!) dozens of times in a single night to unsuspecting students. It was an experience.
Now you might be wondering how Colin Mochrie fits into this.
So, one of the other things my college does powerfully and often is pretension. We are the most pretentious college you will ever see, and our college clubs are proof positive of this. Every year, various college clubs send out dozens of official-sounding letters inviting our various favourite well-known-people to attend our meagre college events (I, as president of the James Bond Society, personally invited Barack Obama, Sean Connery, and the Queen to our AGM). However, this year the Comedy Club was riding particularly high, and it sent out quasi-sincere invitations to speak to a variety of Canadian comedians.
And Colin Mochrie showed up, one fateful Tuck-Ins night.
He gave a talk, which was very good, but noticed as the talk finished that many students were rushing away to something in an awful hurry. We explained that it was the night of Tuck Ins, an important and sacred college tradition and that
We would be delighted if he would join us.
And that, my friends, is the story of how I found myself crammed in a dorm room with 20 other people, listening to Colin Mochrie describe Peter Pettigrew’s rat boner to a couple of second years who had no idea what they were getting into.
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