I think there’s something so inherently human about the reaction to Techno’s death. We cried, we sat in disbelief, and then we created. There’s so much art already out there, barely 24 hours after the announcement, celebrating everything he did for us and telling him to rest easy, saying so long in our own little way be that drawing or writing stupid little posts like this one. And supporting each other. Telling other people in the fandom that it’s okay, their grief is valid, we’ll get through this hand in loveable hand. We’re collectively mourning and in a sad little way I think that’s beautiful. That 12 million people around the world can mourn the same man, in millions of different ways from millions of different places, because of how much he mattered. I think that’s what mourning is. People coming together to say goodbye, to say rest easy and so long and I hope god did hesitate and the universe said I love you in as many different ways as we know to articulate.
These designs are so cool-
The Sea Beast by Shiyoon Kim #3
This place is a message... and part of a system of messages... pay attention to it!
Sending this message was important to us. We considered ourselves to be a powerful culture.
This place is not a place of honor... no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here... nothing valued is here.
What is here was dangerous and repulsive to us. This message is a warning about danger.
The danger is in a particular location... it increases towards a center... the center of danger is here... of a particular size and shape, and below us.
The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours.
The danger is to the body, and it can kill.
The form of the danger is an emanation of energy.
The danger is unleashed only if you substantially disturb this place physically. This place is best shunned and left uninhabited.
i’m obsessed with the mum from ponyo. driving single lane on a cliff edge? drift those turns in your nissan cube. husband has to work an extra shift? tell him to fuck off in morse code. pet fish turned into a child on your driveway? adopt her. town drowned in a tsunami? leave your 5 year old in charge, he’s the man of the house now
Yeah analogue horror is cool and all, but have you ever looked at an AI generated image of a mishmash of flesh and nightmare fuel that your brain just cannot wrap around, knowing that somehow the next picture is going to be worse, while a pounding electro industrial beat in the background ramps up your dread and putting you on edge because JJJJJJEEEEESUS THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A LIVING THING
No thoughts only
Banana cockatiel
banana cockatiel
Inktober 2022 (1-8) by Toni Galmés
Love this genre of movie