Children of the 80's, you deserve to see this →
Played my first gig with the full band tonight. AW...
We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder,...– Neil Young
Uni is done for the year. Assignments and all. Thank fuck for that… time to get back to the business of drawing and writing!
The hour was midnight. The witching hour. An overcast night, full moon run across with the darkest of clouds A car, red, a family sedan, sputters to a stop. Inside the driver, Phil exhales loudly. He looks pretty tired, slams his hand down on the steering wheel in frustration. “Fuck it!” Into the cold of the night he steps, pulling on his jacket. He shuts the car door and locks...
I thought I’d lost this file long ago, but it resurfaced today on an old flash card. Good times. I believe it’s directed by Yasuomi Umetsu whose art style graced such epic films as Mezzo Forte/DSA and Kite (a CLASSIC film). It’s a promo for some product in Japan and there was a live action version as well, starring some boy band… But Umetsu’s style and artwork make...
Got the first page of my next book back from the artist today and it’s so awesome. SO awesome. Can’t wait to start sharing it with everyone!
I fail to see the issue →
And as far as “gender parity” goes you can jam it up your ass lady. When the ‘feminist’ movement puts effort and money into the equality of women across all social classes, nations and races and stops being about earning that extra $5,000 in a managerial/leadership role (oh god no the fat bald guy earns more than you!), then I’ll take you seriously. Until then. Shut...
Let’s be super clear… the live action films SUCK. Not simply because they stray so far from canon, but because Paul Anderson is the single worst fucking director EVER. His writing also SUCKS and steals massively from other material. Mila Jovovich… the less I see of that filthy skank the better. On a brighter note, Resident Evil Degeneration was brilliantly done. Captured the...
And so I left him there ‘my friend’, at a McDonalds. A drunk. A shadow. He slumped there at the table, surrounded by children, bright and eager. Though they where not his, although one soon would be, even though I knew she already was and had been from the beginning. Meanwhile at home his wife, she cried and I? I turned my back and walked away toward another day.
Fuck normal.– (via sothenshe)