[inhuman] a hot chick in your head
working with the new student, i got them to make it to art class (this was previously un-achievable until i stepped in) where they were working on fauve paintings. the kid was painting a totally wild ocean scene with a shark etc and i was doodling this on scrap paper.
as we cleaned up, the kid noticed it (i'm usually better about keeping my girlie art hidden from kids) and grabbed it and started showing it around, asking me how i got so good and "how i did that"
i told them pretty straight up that i sketched in pencil then used my pen.
"no no no, like, did you get a hot chick?"
"no, i used my imagination."
"that's what i mean! you got a hot chick in your head!"
"...yes. i have a hot chick in my imagination."
seriously, this kid is awesome.
okay, that was an amusing story for a rather dopey sketch piece.
http://www.inhuman-comic.com
as we cleaned up, the kid noticed it (i'm usually better about keeping my girlie art hidden from kids) and grabbed it and started showing it around, asking me how i got so good and "how i did that"
i told them pretty straight up that i sketched in pencil then used my pen.
"no no no, like, did you get a hot chick?"
"no, i used my imagination."
"that's what i mean! you got a hot chick in your head!"
"...yes. i have a hot chick in my imagination."
seriously, this kid is awesome.
okay, that was an amusing story for a rather dopey sketch piece.
http://www.inhuman-comic.com
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yeah, i agree entirely. that's like thinking playing halo's gonna win a war, or rock band's gonna make you a star. games are fun and fun times are great and all but there's a time where you gotta buckle down and actually work. especially in such a shitty economy.
and yet...some people in my particular age bracket just don't seem to get that. they seem to treat it like school/college where they just figure if they show up and aren't visably drunk they'll get paid without any other expectations being put upon them.
and yet...some people in my particular age bracket just don't seem to get that. they seem to treat it like school/college where they just figure if they show up and aren't visably drunk they'll get paid without any other expectations being put upon them.
I know exactly what you mean. but they dont care here if they show up visable (or in this towns case vocally drunk) they are so fucked up that a elementry student could out smart them.
I may not have all the room in the world to talk because I will admit there were days where I just didnt want to be there but I went anyhow and instead of gossiping about the latest thing on twiter or texting the person right behind me. I drew I keep my mind active.
I may not have all the room in the world to talk because I will admit there were days where I just didnt want to be there but I went anyhow and instead of gossiping about the latest thing on twiter or texting the person right behind me. I drew I keep my mind active.
I seem to recall from an anthropology/pyschology course that the purpose of play and games is to prepare for life.
The smart missile systems used in both Persian Gulf conflicts are very like a complex destruction-based video game. I'm sure that some of the Army tools enjoyed the hell out of being able to guide a missile into a specific ventilator shaft of a building and watching it blow up real good.
Of course, the above is the sinister application of the principle.
If the lazy segment of society could mentally turn tasks and work into a game or meta-game the problem with work could go away. I have always considered typing to be a kind of game and now that I have more or less mastered it, it is a game for me.
The smart missile systems used in both Persian Gulf conflicts are very like a complex destruction-based video game. I'm sure that some of the Army tools enjoyed the hell out of being able to guide a missile into a specific ventilator shaft of a building and watching it blow up real good.
Of course, the above is the sinister application of the principle.
If the lazy segment of society could mentally turn tasks and work into a game or meta-game the problem with work could go away. I have always considered typing to be a kind of game and now that I have more or less mastered it, it is a game for me.
i'm sorry but while you're right about play preparing for life, people take it to the extreme.
alcohol's meant to be for a good time, but that doesn't excuse people who want to do nothing but drink all day and night. facebook is meant to connect with friends, but if you're doing nothing but chatting and texting then you're crippling your real social development. we're a society of gluttony, in many aspects.
play is good
but unless you know when it's time to stop playing and start working, it's just destructive.
alcohol's meant to be for a good time, but that doesn't excuse people who want to do nothing but drink all day and night. facebook is meant to connect with friends, but if you're doing nothing but chatting and texting then you're crippling your real social development. we're a society of gluttony, in many aspects.
play is good
but unless you know when it's time to stop playing and start working, it's just destructive.
Absolutely. Hence my comment that people should apply the play principle to work.
Alcohol consumption is not even play, unless the sole challenge is to get the liquid into your mouth and swallowing it while not wasting a drop. It is self-medication.
Don't get me started on texting ( I do not and never have owned a mobile phone btw ).
A friend took his wife & son to a hot springs resort on a Native American Reservation. A group of native dancers put on an exhibition there. My friend said that out of an audience of about 25 people, 4 people were texting during the dance.
The old punk in me would have beaten those texters black-and-blue.
Alcohol consumption is not even play, unless the sole challenge is to get the liquid into your mouth and swallowing it while not wasting a drop. It is self-medication.
Don't get me started on texting ( I do not and never have owned a mobile phone btw ).
A friend took his wife & son to a hot springs resort on a Native American Reservation. A group of native dancers put on an exhibition there. My friend said that out of an audience of about 25 people, 4 people were texting during the dance.
The old punk in me would have beaten those texters black-and-blue.
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