Bee and PuppyCat

If you haven't seen this, watch it. And once you watch it, fund it. Fund it here:

http://www.kickstarter.com/projects.....cat-the-series

Seriously, I love this cartoon! If you got some spare change send it too this kickstarter. If you don't at least show your friends!

I Mean, I could? Could you?

its a pretty simple contest- enter and you can win 100 bucks and some art. Its stupid easy to do, so hit up this journal and follow the rules:

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5101472/#

I just spent the last hour making a character for Shadowrun 4th Ed I will likely never use. I can get into the details if you so desire. But that is not the purpose of this post.

The purpose is to remind you folks I've got a small project going on here-a-bouts, and to encourage you to participate and help me out:


SIM LOVE: An Adventure Game

SIM Love: An Adventure Game [BETA] is my attempt at a MSPA style Adventure Comic, where the content is driven by the readers*.


The essential premise is that of a Sim Date game or Visual Novel; SIM Love chronicles the quest of Sharon, a lonely lesbian, in her ploy for erotic conquest. She must navigate a small selection of characters/potential mates, puzzles, incomprehensible interface systems in order to find her mate.

This is just a BETA however. So it is limited in scope and the obstacles presented. I am just stretching my sea legs to see how this flies. Any input from you all would be fantastic and much appreciated. Don't be shy.

This was a project started for my Drawing course over this last semester and I've been taking a bit of a break from it lately because I am lazy. I plan to begin updating again over this weekend.

More information on the project can be found here:

Existential Qualifiers

Thank you so much for reading and I hope to see you all soon!

- Got Pal

* That's not entirely true?

http://adventuredate.tumblr.com/

I'm running a MSPA style adventure on this site. I need viewership to help me get this thing going. I'm still pretty slow and I'm trying to get into the groove of using the tablet.

But I am feeling good about it as of yet.

If you're curious about it, you can check here for more information:
http://adventuredate.tumblr.com/Existwh

This is all being done for a class assignment and potentially for my own betterment as an artist. Any pimpage or contribution is welcomed!


- Got Pal

- A Tribe Called Red, Electric Pow Wow Drum

Gentlemen,


I will be [trying to] attend MFF this year. However I need to find a place to hole up for a few nights. My interests are relatively tame and I like to think I am well behaved, maybe even house broken. I will abide by room rules. I may be sporting a cosplay as well, though that will be a fairly simple/small endeavor.

I won't take up much space and can toss a few bucks your-a-ways for the trouble. I have a ride [I believe] to and from the hotel. If you got space for two even better! Just hit me up here or note me with details.

Thanks for stopping by to read, and I hope to hear something soon!

- Got. Pal.

 Nargle

The Spiel:

Nargle is doing super cool commissions with lots of color and joy and all those things that make the world spin 'round. She needs a bit of cash to help her out and I figured I'd be her patron pimp and let all of you fine people know whats what.

At very least check out her galley and watch her. She's got all this talent going on.

The Product:

She's doing full colored commissions, 10 dollars for a bust and 20 for full body with simple props and all that. For a few dollars more she'll throw in a simple background. These are traditional pieces so she can ship you the original for a nominal fee [Shipping and Handling].

Examples of a fully colored character or characters:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8192795/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193301/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193111/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193198/

Example of pencil lines with or without shading (as opposed to inked):
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193582/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193560/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193491/

Example of an uncolored background:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8193478/

For more examples, just click her icon and poke around. I promise you'll not be disappointed.

-Brenda Kahn, Mint Juleps and Needles

We are the people our parents warned us about.

- Mike Birbiglia

- Randy Newman, I Just Want You to Hurt Like I do

Honest I do...

-Tom Waits, Elvis Costello, and Lou Reed, I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know

Something about this pulls on my heart strings.

- Lemon Demon, While my Keytar Gently Weeps

My biggest fear in life is that there is some secret people are keeping from me. I think everyone has this fear. A fear that there's a club out there, where everyone knows just the right jokes and portmanteaus and all the good things are kept away from you. I'm afraid there's a secret about me, that people just aren't telling me something. In part I think its because I hate being praised, being the hugely humble person I am. Really, I should get the humble pie and trophy (for being so goshdarned humble). But in seriousness, while I like praise there are some circumstances where I feel like its being forced; I feel like its the praise you lavish on a child or worse a person of special needs.

I feel as though sometimes people are compensating for something I lack. Something so obvious and innate that I cannot begin to comprehend it. Its not true, I don't think, but there it is: I'm afraid that people aren't letting me know how pants on head retarded I really am.

-Got Pal

- Queen, '39

What a queer sensation it is to wake at 6am of your own volition.

Is this what growing up is like?

-Got. Pal.

- The Residents, Gingerbread Man

1: Warhorse

I've been wanting to see this movie since it came out; and I just did. I have a couple things to say about it, that don't exactly pertain to the movie itself. So here they are first:

Old women who talk during movies should be shot. I was watching the movie, were you? Why do you have to ask who a character that's just walked onto the screen is? Why do you clap 10 minutes into a movie? Stop God Damn crying!

People who are me, when watching a movie where an old woman is ruining everything, should likewise be shot. Its not polite to tell them to shut up. Even if they're too old to hear you.

So, War Horse combines two things I like quite a bit; Horses and World War One. The first 45 minutes could be summed up as a boy who talks to his horse. Literally. Just kind of keeps talking to him. A lot of hammed up dramatic bullshit. Its a typical boy and his horse story (like a boy and his dog story, but much more gay).

There's some sweet war scenes, which was at least 45% of the reason I went and saw it. Also, there was also some pretty decent acting. Not great. By no means is it a great movie. It was very specifically aimed at the sap gland of the brain; sappy sappy sappy. After the beginning 45 minutes the horse is given to the army for the great war and from then on the horse is more of a plot device than a character. We see several stories that's only connecting thread is the horse. A great many of these stories are depictions of German's as needlessly cruel, arrogant, monsters. Though, among them, there are a few decent people.

This makes me think that had the German's won the war and the movie was made anyway, I doubt they would portray the limeys as a bunch of limp-wrist-ed ponces. No, I feel that were it other way 'round, the Brits would be the cruel monsters using beautiful sensitive horses to pull artillery, of all things! The Germans were portrayed, not as the desperate hallow army they were, but as insects taking and using up resources without a care in the world. Being mean and evil just for the sake of it. It's not something I enjoy in a movie; I get it, they're the bad guys. They're different from the hero(es). Move on.

Another thing that bothers me with the movie; when we weren't watching a German character specifically, they spoke German. When they became the focal point, they spoke English with a really bad German accent. Also, any girl under the age or 20 should not be allowed to pretend to have a French accent; child actors are always bad, particularly when they're pretending to be French. I just wish they would have gone that extra mile and just made sub-titles. I know their distracting, but so is forcing two people, speaking different languages, to interact and awkwardly having to explain that one just happens to speak English.

My final complaint; the reunion scene at the very end. It was filmed so differently from the rest of the movie; in this really crappy yellow/orange tint, dramatic ass-lighting and dramatic angles. It didn't belong in the film. Take it back, try again. It was just literal took me out of the movie and was like, 'Yeah, its ending now'. Then I picked up my contraband snacks and drink, and left. I didn't have to see the ending close up of the horse, which would have been the nice little bow on top the package of the movie. I get it. He was kind of like the main character, even though he's a horse.

Overall, glad I saw it. Probably don't need to see it again and probably could have waited for it to leave theaters. Overall I think I was looking for something with a little more depth, hoping to explore the consequences of mechanization on tradition, and Warhorse was just not that at all. It didn't strain any brain-cells and kept away from asking questions or making too strong a commentary.

2: Art

So, a friend of mine from college came over recently. I showed him a small sketch book of mine, we watched some movies, and had a good time.

Afterward we spoke online and he told me something really flattering. He's not a believer in art: he thinks people who are professional artists are full of crap. Not in the media and such, I'm talking conceptual artists, gallery artists. This is something I've known since our first class together.

What he told me was that I made him change his mind on that; I'm immensely flattered by that! But it also makes me a little scared, because it means I'm doing something that I am not terribly sure what it is, exactly. Yikes.

3: Art Classes

I'm taking my first painting class ever. For the first time in the last year or two I am actually worried about. With drawing or sculpture (both areas I am considering making my artistic concentration) there's a level of intuitiveness. With Painting, its basically color. Color is one of my weakest areas.

To make matters worse, this professor is one of the first professors I'd ever had at this college, years and years back. I was unprepared for these classes then, and had no idea how lost I really was. Likewise, I didn't have the maturity to shut the fuck up. Realizing that she recognized me, I apologized to her about it. What really makes me so nervous is that she accepted it; "don't worry you were just a kid". It doesn't put me at ease, in fact it makes me feel more on the spot. I feel really anxious going into this class and being the odd duck. I feel like I'm going to be that guy that talks too much and does too little. I'm afraid of that, I'm afraid I'll do spectacularly average, learn nothing and leave these rotten impressions on my peers.

FA what do?

4: Fiscal Concerns

How does one go about sensitively asking the roommate to pay his fucking bills? :/

Then his debt to his fellow tenet?

-Got. Pal.

-Devo, Shout

I am finding myself with a bit of a problem. Giving my fiscal circumstances, and other issues that I prefer to keep strictly to select company, I may have to go live back at home. I told myself, promised myself in fact, that I would need to fall flat on my face before I go back there to share living space with my absolutely wonderful family (That isn't satirical, either- they're really good people). And, I can kind of see the fall coming.

When the money runs out and the time runs out, I'll always have a place back with the family.

I'll miss my own space; my own space probably my single most cherished possession. Back home space is very limited so I'll need to find myself a corner and try to keep my expansion in check. I hope something comes through for me, and I'll admit I've been lucky enough that in the past it often does. Though, I am totally willing for it not to work out; I need the crisis management skills.

I don't have a lot to say on the holidays, but I will say something anyways because I'm not sure when I'll feel like posting another pointless journal. I always enjoy holidays, as well should you; they might seem kind of pointless but there's something nice about a bunch of folks being pointless together. Holidays are a bit of an absurd interruption in the routine, one of those social contract kind that says, "yeah, let's observe some really obscure and arcane tradition and take a break from real life a little while".

And we do, and it's totally awesome.

Indulge in your holidays and I hope you have a cathartic experience in this merry ol' season.

- Got Pal

- Einstürzende Neubauten, Sabrina

Rules:

Comment here and I will...
1. Tell you something I'll learn about you by looking at your FA page for 13 seconds.
2. Tell you which color you remind me of.
3. Tell you my first memory of you.
4. Tell you what Pokemon you remind me of.
5. Ask you something I've always wondered about you, and your answer has to be as vague as possible to keep the suspense.
6. Tell you my favorite thing about you.
7. Give you a weird nickname
8. Tell you what's on my shirt right now.
9. Challenge you to post this on your journal

Picked up off of  eliana

- Richard James, Oh You Pretty Things

Yarr, this be my belated MFF report. Not a terribly large amount to say. I had fun, as per the usual.

I spent most of my time in the Artist Alley, shielding myself from awkward socialization. I may not have mentioned this, but I have had the best luck with seatmates the past few years.  silvergrin and  fable were both awesome the last few years and this trend continued in good ol' 2011.

The first day I sat next to a wonderful woman and ogled her impressive wares - tails, dolls, hats etc. We had a good conversation and she and I went to her room and watched her husband and his friend play Sonic 3 (or was it 2?). The next day I sat next to one  marymouse, who was bringing all the boys to the yard with her goods; a series of pre-made "certified ___" badges, where the blank was a certain species or a state of being (such as derp or creeper). It was quite fun. I ended up doing a commission for a very talented young lady by the name of  candy who you all should check out. The last day I was between a friend by the name of  sonicspirit128 and one  Gillpanda who, while I am not the biggest fan of her subject matter, is totally adorable and one of the nicest gals you could hope to meet.

Also, as some of you may know I am quite the Homestuck fan. There was a Nepeta cosplayer there, who I absolutely gushed at. She was adorable and I drew her a gift/fan art. You cannot tell but I am still rather embarrassed at my behavior.

I also managed to chill in the con-suite with a lot of cool folks. I won't start dropping a bunch of names or anything. It's a lot of work to make sure I get them all right, is all. Suffice to say, they were all grand people whom were talented and insightful. Midwest FurFest is a hell of a con.

I just want to thank everyone who sheltered me this year:

 addik

 eliana

and last, though certainly not least,

 kilani

Thanks everyone for making it another special year! I cannot wait to see you all in 2012!

- Got. Pal.

- Gogol Bordello, American Wedding

Or, it might be better said, MFF and I.

I'll be attending the Midwest Fur-Fest this weekend, Friday through Sunday, though I will be leaving long before the party is over I'm afraid (-is totally a college student still). I'm looking forward to it and I hope to see a few folks out and about. As ever I will be bringing my sketch books with all kinds of crap not put up on the site, and I'll be attempting scope out a spot in Artist Alley.

Come and look for me! I'll be doing commissions, of course, but that won't be the reason I hang out there. Its more the chit-chattery I'm interested in. As ever, my prices on such things will be negotiable.

Look forward to seeing you all out and about!

- Got. Pal.

- Rocky Horror Picture Show, Science Fiction-Double Feature

So  Keedot, an artist of some crazy good talent, is offering to do sketch pages, like so:

http://www.furaffinity.net/full/6758393/

For Free, provided you follow her simple instructions, which is to pimp it on your page and to post a reference, your gender, and a blurb on the personality of your character.

Also, write "Vanilla Tart" at the end of your comment as well as a link to your journal, as evidence of your pimpery.

Now, typically, I don't entertain these kind of things. Firstly, I don't feel that I offer much in the way of publicity; secondly, most offers aren't as good as this and thus refusable; thirdly, I entertain delusions of ethics and principals; and finally, I don't typically care about art work concerning my own "character", but I've been kind of blah as of late and it'd make me happy to 'win'.

The contest will be up until the 2nd of November. It's kind of a fantastic deal, provided you luck out.

The Journal:
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/2861240/

Follow rules closely and you could already be a winner.

Right on, Right on.

-Foetus, Here Comes The Rain

I spent about 5 hours today off in the far flung sculpture studio at my campus putting a plaster mold on (putting it on badly, I might add), what was at one point a decent looking, clay mock up of a hand; I'm not even sure if it'll survive, as I made so many errors in the process. All the details of the clay mock up were badly marred when I needed to hit the damn thing with an extra coat of water because it dried out. It was supposed to be done on Monday and I had to beg the studio tech to let me stay for an extra fifteen minutes tonight just so I could have it finished by tomorrow.

My muscles ache. I chipped a few of my nails. Bits of plaster have lodged themselves below my finger nails; there's been slight bleeding. I may have ruined a perfectly good Homestuck shirt. My hands smell, what seems like may be permanently, of bleach. And I despise one of my classmates, who I know I'll be forced to share workspace with.

All of this just the first assignment, in a class that I only need cursorily, working toward my Major; a Bachelors in Fine Arts. A degree which pretty much guarantees a life of drifting, unemployment, broken relationships, and possible heroin abuse.

God Damn, I love being an art student! Nothing like stress to let you know how important what you're learning is! Art Is Important.

- Got Pal

- Charlie Chaplin, The Great Dictator
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This is an amazing audio clip, that I've been listening to over and over. I do not really recommend watching it, as its incredibly loaded by the poster. Just listen.

Despite being an atheist, the portion about God living in all men makes me feel really... something. I guess there's not a specific word for it. Just listen.

Shown to me by  rossford_shepherd

- Paul Simon, American Tune

Not much to say. I could elaborate on points made in the past, or attempt to back away from them as I've grown up. I think I can reiterate a few things without too much complication.

It's important to keep on living, and to realize we're now faced with new generations who are entirely untouched by 9/11. In a way its a personal, generational, memory that seems hazy to the younger folks. It's unique to us, an odd few (anybody older than 20, I would say); and I don't think we should extend that invitation to anyone else really.

No one has to forget, but it'd be nice to let go of it.

Talking Heads, The Big Country

I have an absurdly intimate and uncomfortable memory concerning this song. It makes me smile and I all's I wanna do now is smile.

Dear FA readership,

Two father related journals in as many weeks!? Well now. Some one has gotten themselves an Oedipus/Hamlet complex, now hasn't he?

- They Might be Giants, Never Knew Love

I was doing an art project at my parent's house the other day. This project was an oil pastel thing, where we'd etch off portions of black pastel to reveal white paper and thus render an image. My dad comes in and watches me begin to pastel up the paper.

"What'cha doing?"

Now, I have a dilemma; I don't want to exclude him, but I also don't want to treat him like I'm a pompous art student. So I begin a long winded description, until he finally says:

"Oh, like a relief."

I was stunned. I mean, it was nearly exactly what I was doing, not the word I would have used but it suited it perfectly. I told him that I had no idea he knew about that kind of thing and he tells me:

"Oh, yeah. I used to be a sculptor in high school." Then, he starts laughing, "One time they told me to make a full sized bust. So I did... it was great."

I never knew that about my old man; I mean, yeah, I could picture him making a full-sized set of breasts for a school art project (for those of you that didn't get that from my rather lame retelling), but that he was a sculptor. Christ, is that all I don't know about him? I don't mean to gush, but this is the first time being really impressed by my dad in a long while.

-Got. Pal.