But that was [yesterday]

Give it a go, you won't regret it.

One day you will all thank me for quoting myself

You no longer have the option of cutting the bullshit.
-Peter Meldgaard


Think outside the bottocks.
-Peter Meldgaard

So I saw this thing online

Apparently, Urban Dictionary is popular among people who feel the need to prove that "hipster" is actually a very attractive thing to be.

This link goes there!

In all its handiness, the site allows you juxtaposing the most popular entry regarding a topic with the least popular.

If you've ever stood around in a cupboard at 11pm with a red light on, developing some scruffy black'n'whites for this one girl in worn shoes, hoping she will finally make you a lucky man, you know which of the two to thumb up.

This photo courtesy of the School of Art and Design in Illinois

Shopping gene kicking in this morning

This all amounted to a total of 445kr.

Epic AWWWWwww

Click this link to be overwhelmed by the cutest, happiest thing ever.

And now click this link to have your mind blown!

DualScreen interactive X-tra Large

Here's a few more things I painted on the DSi XL.

I'm a little sad the images come out of Art Arcademy compressed in something like 75% JPG as a standard, because it makes adjusting them and resaving them on the PC a bit of a hassle.

Dildo Cat

Between four and five years ago, a school assignment dictated I should design a book cover.

So here's my discount comedy porn novel.

Tohil

Here's a character I'm rigging for our game, which is to be completed in just one month.

Or rather, we're only going to be done with two fifths of the game. But that just manages to allow for this guy to show up. If you don't find him intimidating already, wait 'till he gets his textures! 

All About Anne

I'm running a blog with drawings of my significant other while she's out travelling. Here's a couple of the recent additions, and here's a link.

I must be getting old

Since September, Danish newspaper Extrabladet has been running a man hunt (as their style is) on a website owner, who had been displaying for the world a collection of rather crudely drawn cartoon child pornography.

Before the end of the year, this person had presumably been threatened on his life and/or manhood on several occasions by Extrabladet's readers, and willfully pulled the plug on his site out of fear for his own well-being.

Enter February, where  the Danish (supposed) Social Democrats set forth a proposal of banning animated or drawn depictions of children in sexual situations by law.

This all managed to escape me until earlier today, when a 27-year-old female elected representative of parliament spoke for this ban on national radio, without any further reasoning than that of a few psycologists, who said this type of imagery could stir the same urges in a potential child molester, as could looking at actual child pornography.

Here's more (in Danish): http://www.information.dk/224815

Long story short:

Where the Wild Things Were

So, after seeing this film a second time, and learning that it will not make it to the theatres in most of Europe, do to being completely ignored by the Oscars and ultimately deemed "not a kid-friendly movie" by the broad majority of American reviewers, I felt I should have a look at the wake it has left.

I have NEVER seen an audience this divided!

(link shows user comments from Metacritic.com)

As chimes true for many user quibs, most of these comments are not particularly detailed, but it appears the average lover of the film saw it alone and the average hater is a parent who had kids along.

Common critique is that Max seems to;  -not learn anything,  -be spoiled and raised poorly, -be mentally sick, and that the Wild Things are; -nightmarish, -whiny, -depressing.

To my eyes, none of this is true. But I can see what these people are getting at.  This movie is not a cup of hot chocolate with infinite whipped cream refills. It gets a little gritty visually, and emotionally it gets downright unpleasant.

It is meant to make you feel the loneliness of not being understood, and the pressure of dealing with the unpredictability of someone who does not yet know the meaning of their feelings;

Max becomes the king of a flock of giant kids, as to learn the importance of the parent figure, and why he cannot fill out that role, being a child himself. He learns to value the lengths to which a parent will go to protect their child, and that in order to get attention, you must pay attention.

One scene with the wild thing Judith hits this point in the bull's eye. She feels left out, but Max only pick up on an accusation against him. They mouth off to one another until they are both about to break into tears, and Max has to deal with having made her feel worse, despite earlier swearing to end her and the others' loneliness. He simply is not versed well enough in the world of human emotions to sort out other people's inner turmoil.

One father mentioned having to cover his 3-year-old's eyes time and time again. Though no specific scenes were mentioned, I am fairly certain he was not doing the child a favor. Being kept in the dark is way more frightening than anything he would see in this film, and alas; the father reports the boy now being scared of the book even, despite it previously being his favorite.

Can you follow the logic? If his dad, his all-powerful protector in the dark movie theatre was too afraid to see something, it must have been horrible beyond imagination. Way to traumatize your kid, mister.

This may sound a little basic, but I think many aren't used to seeing films that display the darker sides of humanity this openly, and they expect their kids least of all to understand, or even take an interest. And just maybe, they think watching bad behavior will have their kids behave badly, which of course is paying the minds of children a lot less respect than they deserve.

If you were left unsettled or depressed by this film; good. Your emotions are on the phone, pick up for once.

If your kids were bored; well duh. Kids are always bored by the stuff their parents make them do.

Healthy!

I was starting to get seriously depressed about the bleak outlook for the health reform, but with the help of democrat representatives all over the country, Obama manages to drag the United States, kicking and screaming, into the 21st century.

Bravo sir, bravo.

Read all about it here.

Improv Schmimprov

Here's another Improv Workshop poster.

Sass

Here's the nurse looking after your grandmother in our game, Machine Island.

For those of you hungry enough to go cross-eyed for her, I included a stereoscopic version.

A Jack of all Trades, a Master of Speed

So, this video came to my attention.

I think it is quite remarkable the sacrifices this guy makes to get this far in six minutes, like picking only a select array of colors to start out with, and some of the work-arounds he employs to overcome some of those limitations.

This guy has a Cintiq I'm sure. And loves it. And he draws incredibly fast. This video runs at around three times the work speed.

The base sketch of the lady is done within 10 seconds working with beige, thereafter 7 seconds are spent with black, then 6 seconds of red, 6 seconds of white for the skull, and the dragon is then created in about 25 seconds.

Except for blue, most of his colors are created through mixing and matching for the rest of the time. As any speed painter knows, the eye-dropper is much cheaper than the color-picker. It is hard to achieve good contrast this way though, and this guy does simply add some strategic black later on.

Of course, it is also evident that this entire picture is created with only one brush type, somewhat sacrificing greater structural variety, and edges are only stragicially sharpened at key points of interest, deftly fooling the casual observer.

Also, notice how the dolls are created using only colors in their immediate vicinity, as to spare greater hand movements. Masterfully thought out.

Enough of my blabbering though. If you know the name of this guy, please tell me.

Improv posters

couple more posters I did for the Improv Workshop.

Where the Wild Things Are

I just watched this. Without a doubt one of the most refreshing and wholly remarkable films I have seen in years. Being a huge fan of Spike's earlier work probably didn't hurt, but this movie stands on its own legs. Its own scaly, tree-trunk-sized, animal legs.

It rounds off a decade of spectacular fantasy-films exceptionally well, finally going full circle and returning to the purity and honesty that these sort of films once held, while still portraying humans (or in this case wild things) in a more modern fashion than most dare.