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Good morning! Perspective: first you have to get above the air - then your ship can go fast enough to stay in orbit.
Hollywood ‘67
The 27 club starts to take on a new significance when you’re a twenty-something year old child and you realise that some of the most important figures in pop-culture, that you’d previously considered adults, were only a few years older than you. I imagine when I hit 27 it’ll be even worse.
What have we done with our lives…
If you’ve never seen Villafane Studio's Pumpkin carvings before, here you go.
YOU PUT SO MUCH TIME AND ENERGY INTO SOMETHING THAT WILL BE DESTROYED IN LIKE A FEW WEEKS.
fuck that dude, as an artist i understand whether it lasts a few days, weeks, months, years, there is not satisfaction better than doing your artwork. not to mention 3-dimensional artwork being a large difficulty in its own. this work is fucking phenomenal, and it is so amazing to see an artist spend their time and effort on something that can be captured in a photograph and then disappears. much like existence in itself, you are here for a season and then decay.
The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it’s only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.
Chuck Palahniuk, Choke (via jackthecb)
*`~`*Junji Ito - Horror Manga - Masterpost*`~`*
Full Length Stories:
(Multiple volumes, chapters, etc.)
Uzumaki
Gyo
Mimi’s Ghost Stories
Black Paradox
Tomie
Lovesick Dead/Undying Love
Hellstar Remina
Souchi’s Diary of Fun
Voices in the Dark / New Voices in the Dark / The Long Hair in the Attack (Collections of short stories)
Short Stories:
Long Dream
The Sad Tale of the Principal Post
The Enigma of Amigara Fault
The Licking Woman
Mystery Pavilion
The Face Burglar
Scarecrows
Falling
Red String
My Dear Ancestors
Hanging Balloons
Glyceride
Army of One
Memory
The Back Alley
Town Without Streets
House of Puppets
The Window Next Door
The Thing That Drifted Ashore
The Gift Bearer
Blood Sickness of the White Sands Village
Slug Girl
The Human Chair
In The Soil
Blood Bubble Bushes
The Bridge
The Groaning Drain
*these are all scanned and online
**i might have missed some so if you wanna add somethin tell me or add it yourself ( ´‿ゝ`)
For volumes/stories that weren’t covered here (like Cat Diary and Souichi’s Diary of Curses), please visit our affiliate, junji-ito-index!
Ah! Lovely list, they are great to read while under the covers with tea and stuffed animals
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The Enigma of Amigara Fault is SO FREAKY. That’s one that sticks with you. I get shivers just thinking about it.
thank you so much! i will be reading today!
Best TV Halloween costume … ever.
for christmas my mom got me a shirt with something i said to her when i was really hungover once.
Anonymous wrote:
Do you really think all men are exercising alpha male tendencies? A classic public assertion? Are you kidding?
I get it — guys can be dicks. I mean, we’re not the only ones, but you seem to focus on guys. So I’d like to point out that it’s natural to open your legs because…
He makes a very good point, without context (a load of the pics have plenty of spare seats around), most of the photos are just trivial and the way the blog is presented - case in point the response to his comment - is pretty saaad.
As a 6’ 3” male who has arthritis in my ankle, it bugs me that jumped-up people (on this blog pre-dominantly women) make assumptions like this. Standing up isn’t always an option and it can be very difficult for someone who is disabled and/or tall to get comfortable.
But regardless of specific cases, passing judgement without having gonads to deal with yourselves is as dumb as a male saying child-birth isn’t painless because it isn’t problem for him.
If they at least selected pictures where the male in question is clearly doing it and has a lack of self-awareness/consideration for others, but the majority of the photos are just a male without his knees together/a rucksack between his feet.
Plus: http://s3-ec.buzzfed.com/static/2013-10/enhanced/webdr06/8/12/enhanced-buzz-19723-1381249016-14.jpg
Ooh, sexist.
Fuck. Stanley Kubrick, your words echo my inner thought.
Fear can make you do more wrong than hate or jealousy. If you’re afraid you don’t commit yourself to life completely; fear makes you always, always hold something back.
Philip K. Dick, Flow my Tears, the Policeman said. (via jackthecb)
likeafieldmouse:
Vincent van Gogh - A Pair of Shoes (1886-8)
The first piece of the series was “painted from a pair of boots Van Gogh purchased at a flea market. He wore the boots on an extended rainy walk to create the effect he wanted, which may have been a tribute to the working man. The Van Gogh Museum speculates that they may also be symbolic for Van Gogh of his difficult passage through life.
Of his walking through mud to make the shoes look more worn and dirty, Van Gogh was known to say ‘Dirty shoes and roses can both be good in the same way.’”
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These guys can no longer claim, women don’t know true pain.
I enjoy this post WAY too much
Call me malicious but I want every male politician who’s against birth control and abortion to get hooked up to one of these.
A+ gif usage
Omg this was on tv in Holland. OMG.
Those aren’t the correct muscles, and those men don’t have the benefit of 8-9 months of hormones preparing their body for it. Even if this somehow managed to target the proper muscles, it could very well be argued that these men are experiencing more pain than the average woman giving childbirth.
On top of that there are worse pains. My mom told me, because she’s lived it. Slipped lumbar disk pressing her sciatic nerve. Sent the ghost signal that every nerve in her leg was screaming in pain. It was somewhere between giving birth to a bowling ball inside her thigh and having a bowling ball-sized solid mass in a cyst going further into the leg as the cyst is popped in the wrong direction.
My dad experienced something similar, slipped cervical disk. Twice. I cant compare notes on the pain they experienced because my dad didn’t talk about it, he just got neck surgery. Twice.
Seriously though, this serves nothing more than the sadism of whomever thought up the entire endeavor.
What would they say about one that simulates being kicked hard in the balls? Some people teach their daughters to do that from about 5 or 6, an age where they’ll just go round doing it for fun. Which can cause some nasty injuries or require surgery.
I believe being kicked in the nuts repeatedly throughout the years is why I’m having trouble conceiving children now
Even as a kid it was the one thing I refused to do when kids ganged up on me. It’s an unfair advantage, I’d never know what it was like but I’d seen boys react to it, and thought it even more cruel and unfair that girls did it for fun and laughed at the result. We don’t really have an equivalent vulnerability, (and size doesn’t really count since I was bigger than half the boys and had been practising to join the army from about 6), some grown women do it if the man says something she doesn’t like or look at her in the wrong tone of voice. If it’s during the commission of a crime then fair enough but otherwise, there’s no honour in it. It’s like bringing a gun to a wrestling match.
in case anyone is interested, in order:
afternoon mcdonalds utility vehicle brisbane full barbeque avocado biscuits bottle shop bundaberg rum cabernet sauvignon chocolate breakfast compensation methylated spirits sandwich sausage spaghetti bolognaise cigarette football garbage collector boxed wine kindergarten kiss politician poker machine registration service station (gas station) sick day cigarette break bottle of beer can of beer sweatpants/tracksuit pants Volkswagen vegetarian u-turn
There it is folks
(I told you it was english)
Marvel Graphic Novel. Dracula: A Symphony On Moonlight And Nightmares (1987). Cover and interior pages by Jon J. Muth.
A story for you.
My very first big comic convention was the big New York Comicon at the Javitz Center in January of 1993. I was 20 yrs old (and a very young 20, I probably looked 15). I had only attended a few conventions as a professional, and this was by far the largest convention for me.
(Btw, I was in a night class at university the night before, when a friend called me at the dial up phone at the school and said they had a tiny spot in the back of their car, if I wanted to join them for the 12 hour drive to New York to attend this comic show, that very night. I immediately left straight from class to crouch into their car for the all night drive. It was my very first trip to New York, and I went there with the clothes on my back and $20 in my pocket).
I had done a few small projects for Caliber Comics, and the publisher let me sit at the Caliber table to sign my books for readers, and to do drawings for them and sell my art. They had already registered me as a guest for the show, with my own name tag, in hopes that I could come, but I thought I did not have a ride there, until I was invited the night before.
As luck would have it, I happened to be seated right next to Jon J. Muth. (and Colleen Doran was seated right across from me. This is where I met them both).
Jon was signing to promote this very book above, the new NBM Hardcover version of it. And he was very kind to me as we sat next to each other throughout the entire convention.
His publisher, NBM was kind to me too, and they were offering a raffle to win an edition of Jon’s new book, the book that you see images of right here. Signed by Jon. They encouraged me to enter the raffle for their promotion of the book. I did.
And guess what? I won the raffle of the book, the book imaged above. Jon kindly signed it for me, and I took it as a very auspicious turn of events.
It was quite a formative experience for 20 year old me that weekend, meeting so many interesting creators, and being so inspired from the energy of the large convention. And though I went to New York with $20 in my pocket, I left with $150 in my pocket from the drawings I did for people.
Most importantly, I met so many inspiring creators who I am still friends with to this day.
On the all night drive home from that New York convention, I created the rough ideas for KABUKI. I began drawing and writing it the following week. January of 1993.
20 years ago.