
I might also have called this "who are you calling a dummy."
It was a sketch, quickly coloured some years ago. Since I was scanning it anyway, I tweaked it a bit in Photoshop.
It was a sketch, quickly coloured some years ago. Since I was scanning it anyway, I tweaked it a bit in Photoshop.
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There are actually a couple of short texts to go with it, both from a slighlty different angle. The shortest involves a brief conversation between the manikin and "Ms. Medusa," who claims that turning people to stone is old fashioned. There aren't any old Greek temples either. So she's updated her techniques and turns people into manikins instead.
I know the one, "The After Hours." It's based very loosely on a short story by Charles Beaumont I think... or one of those other "slick" magazine fantasy writers. (Bradbury was one, but the other one I'm thinking of doesn't come to mind.) They made a frighteningly real looking manikin or the actress, Anne Francis. I wouldn't mnd having it standing in a corner of my apartment. Wonder what ever happened to it?
I have a notion that if technic civilization survives the varius crises threatening us, we might eventually come to realize that real people are not our best companions. Real people inevitable act selfishly, act in annoying ways, discourage you, exert a bad influence, etc, etc, etc. The perfect robot, on the other hand, would not just be a flunky who did everything you wanted of it. The perfect robot would offer just the right amount of challenge, encourage a person to greater effort, open a human's mind to new ideas, and used a sophisticated model of what made a person happy to make the best person possible of them. It might someday be a sort of perversion to want to know other "real" people....
There's a whole fetish out there for mannequins... and yes, the "stealing clothes and getting turned into a mannequin as (ahem) punishment" idea does feature in a few stories of that ilk. And the fact that the mannequins are female doesn't necessarily mean the thieves were originally.
Most fetishes don't do anything for me either, but sometimes I get a hint of what its about. The leather/rubber thing, for instance. It meant nothing to me. Then about two years ago I saw design possibilities in it. Of course, I still don't understand the extremists who wear total body rubber suits, with tubes to breath through, or have to be actually bound up. That's their thing, but not mine.
My own quirks I canonly partly explain. But I have a firm grip on what's real and what's not.
Presumably it wouldn't be unpleasant to be a minikin or statue for the simple reason that it wouldn't be like anything at all. Not unless you believe in a soul or something like it being imprisoned in an inanimate form. More realistically it would just be like being dead.
My own quirks I canonly partly explain. But I have a firm grip on what's real and what's not.
Presumably it wouldn't be unpleasant to be a minikin or statue for the simple reason that it wouldn't be like anything at all. Not unless you believe in a soul or something like it being imprisoned in an inanimate form. More realistically it would just be like being dead.
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