That awesome moment when you have a desk covered in papers, and the wind comes, and you no longer have a desk covered in papers.
I’m doing some paintings for educational materials; they’re going to be printed at 19 inches by 13.5 inches. (Yes, you read that right, inches)
The photoshop files are 300 dpi and in CMYK
And the largest file right now is 413 MB, the smallest being around 200MB.
Am I doing something wrong? Or is this normal?
Virtually every time I watch “My Neighbor Totoro” or look through screen caps, I notice something new. EVERY. TIME.
I know I’m biased when I say it, but I still believe that that film is pretty much near perfect in every way.
I love how awkward testicles are on bulls, sheep, etc.
There’s yer balls!
Two weeks after installing the colony I opened it up for inspection and this is what I found! Plenty of brood (from larva to pupa; visible in the third photo), new comb being built, old comb being repaired, bee bread (pollen mixed with nectar which is then fermented), and lots of nectar being turned into honey. In other words I am very pleased.
I pulled out each top bar for just a quick glancing over, and used minimal smoke, so hopefully they can recover from the intrusion quickly and get back to their bee-lives.
Despite how well they are doing I am going to keep feeding them with a sugar syrup/dilute honey mixture because while there are a lot of blossoms around here now, it gets hot and dry quick in Utah. I also want them to be able to build plenty of comb to keep up with their brooding and honey storage needs. In my experience, if they don’t want additional feeding, they won’t take it.
SO HAPPY YOU GUYS ;w;
I believe very strongly in hands-on experience. My experiences with weapons (staff, sword, guns, bows), martial arts, manual labor, and life experience in general are what help inform my character designing choices.
Here is a list of things that I feel all fantasy/fighting game & comic character designers need to experience in order to stop designing characters that are dressed inappropriate to their environment. For best results, they should engage in these activities dressed as scantily as the women they design. Bonus points if they glue huge breast prostheses to their chest.
- Martial arts (grappling, sparring, wrestling)
- Traveling in extreme temperatures/environments
- Range shooting (guns)
- Horseback riding
- Sitting down/walking/moving in general
Please re-blog and expand this list.
(If you do do these things, don’t forget to write off the cost as a business expense!)
“GET IT IN WRITING” seems to be quickly becoming my life’s mantra. I’m sick of broken promises and too ADD to remember details well enough for people to believe me.
I can’t tell you how angry it makes me to hear the guys at work talking about Boy Scouts. Angry and extremely jealous.
We do the women of this country a great disservice by excluding them from the kinds of activities I hear scoutmasters talk about; visiting professionals in their places of work, getting involved with science, engineering, robotics, computers etc, camping, wilderness survival, martial arts, learning to shoot a damn bow and arrow. I would have fucking killed to be able to do those kinds of things as a kid. My consolation is that a) I can do these things now, and b) I will never keep my (and other) children from those opportunities for learning.
It kills me that people can’t figure out why there aren’t more women in the professional workforce. This is it. The exclusivity of “boy’s activities” versus “girl’s activities” is both a symptom and the root of the problem.
(Yes I realize this isn’t breaking news, but I’M JUST SO MAD right now.)
WHERE IS THE PERSON WHO INVENTED “UNDO”
Come to me, let me kiss you on the mouth.
OH MY GOSH PHOTO REFERENCE MAKES EVERYTHING SO MUCH EASIER
I’m actually enjoying painting this illustration! Not once have I felt the need to lay on the floor and cry!
Of course it helps that there’s literally hundreds of photos of the subject on the internet, because: paparazzi.
What if M. Night Shamalamadingdong made a movie,
where the twist was—
there was no twist.
It’s not that I particularly like poetry,
I’m just in love with
Wow, I’ve never been fired after I’ve quit…
Oh yeah, now I remember why I never leave
the house my sterile bubble.
BECAUSE I’M ALLERGIC TO FUCKING EVERYTHING.