Sun-shine, lollypops and rainbows; everything that's wonderful is what I feel.

Okay. Good thing confession time stuff.


Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

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Fuck.




I am generally in a pretty good mood.

I can't really think of a particular time when I was really much more happy than being content.

Not that this is a bad thing. It's just that I don't feel bad often enough that I have real high highs or low lows.

Or something.


Okay I think I got a good one.

A year ago, during winter break. Around Christmas (x-mas, holidays, what the fuck ever you want to say) I was at my parents house, sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace.

There was a nice fire going and I was warming myself up/enjoying the sight of the flames.

I felt really content, in that particular moment.

It was really late at night.

So I was just enjoying the dying embers.


Something about the situation made me feel...

Good.

There really isn't any other way to put it.

Hmmm.






Sappy.


Whatever.

I guess you can just...

And that's it.

Douche amp.

I like some of Duchamp's stuff.

I like the balls he had to submit that urinal.

I like the actual thought that went into his works, and how the challenge that they posed (to the art community) enhanced the impact they had.

I like how he stuck to his feelings when he changed from painting to other mediums (inventing the idea of using ready-mades in the process) because of his feelings towards art "monetarization." That doesn't seem feasible for starting artists though.

It's sad really, but that is one of the trials that a society that values corpratocracy over people being happy and healthy. Fuckasses.

Oh wait I went off again, excuse me.

His use of nudes in art, at the time of the creation of Nu Descendant un Escalier, was considered blasphemy. Yet today, it is probably his most famous painting.

(I warned you about stairs bro.

I told you dog.)

Now, I've never exactly been the biggest cubism fan.

This work doesn't strike my chords quite like other pieces do.

But I still see what his work has done.

The use of the nude seems almost synonymous with artistic painting these days.

Why?

Because Duchamp challenged the convention at the time; the power of that painting is kind of staggering, in hindsight.

I also like the chess obsession he picked up in his latter years.

I kind of want to make a chess set. Ceramic-wise.

Hmmm.

Now to think of a cool motif.


And that's it.

Beach Barred; Killer Dunes, for Real.

Many students at the University of California Santa Barbara have been "disappointed" by the Santa Barbara police department's presence in order to stop Floatopia.

They say that it is to protect the students and the environment, and this is true, but they have no idea how right they really are. Voluminous amounts of trash and changed ph values due to human urine are bad, but they pale in comparison to what is really out there.

Recently, top secret documents from an organization, known simply as SCP, have been revealed to contain information regarding what is really going on at the beach. (Our thanks go out to our annonymous informant, referred to here as insightfulVulva. You work will expose the truth to those willing masses who deserve to know what is really going on around them.) Reports of large dunes of sand moving of their own volition, coinciding with a significant number of missing persons reports, have been revealed that the real trouble in paradise stems from an entity called - SCP-165 - also known as the "Creeping Hungry Sands of Tule" reported to be able to devour a human being whole within minutes. You read that correctly, and as such DO NOT GO TO THE BEACH. The dunes have been known to not only quickly and efficiently devour most organic lifeforms, but they also reproduce at an alarming rate once they do consume something. If more victims are lost to this menace, then the problem could ramp up exponentially. A large enough "sand dune" could wipe out a town in hours...

Local police forces were coerced by the SCP to close the beaches so that reports of the sands could be investigated and contained. Thankfully, the SCP foundation apparently has the necessary resources to contain this... thing.

The Floatopia ruse was a... distatcion.

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Ahahahahahahah!

This was fun.

The messing of a nonfiction and fictional space is quite intriguing.

Thankfully, mine is so damn overblown that I could not be mistaken for reality. It will hopefully mess with some people, before being used for entertainment purposes. At least I will have forever corrupted some people with the SCP series of stories. I know the damn things have kept me up at night.

Give people nightmares?

But they are entertaining that is for sure.

I like playing with this space; I just don't want to cause any undue harm. For a story that is closer to being possible, there is the chance that someone could be negatively impacted. Not that that is inherently bad, it is just very unlikely that it is negatively impact someone who doesn't deserve it.

The whole concept of using fictional/nonfictional space interactions to exact justice seems kind of poetic to me. But that is a tricky area involving laws.

Ah laws, most seem to do quite well.

The only problem is when they protect people who work within those same laws to commit true crimes.

If the person who is responsible for privatizing gains and socializing losses on wall-street were to be inconvenienced by this sort of thing...

Well I wouldn't feel very bad for them.

Is that me showing a malicious and vengeful streak?

Hmmm.

Better be careful of that.

Temper temper.


This little fiasco seems to skirt that slope quite nicely, so I am satisfied.

And that's it.

Put some jelly on that hot god.

Comics.

I like them. Especially web comics. For their accessibility and funny features.

Especially this one: http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6

Read this and be better off for it.

Note: It is long. And read the previous adventure too for even more distilled badasserawesomery.

Onto the readings.


I like how this bookcomic is organized.

It is a good read.

The term sequential art is an interesting label for them.

Incidentally, I also read a webcomic called: http://www.collectedcurios.com/sequentialart.php?s=1

Also very funny.

And long.

(This blog bears no responsibility for lost afternoons due to aforementioned links.)


But something that is not long is the assigned reading that I keep getting away from

Focus time.

Really.

HOLYSHITASQUIRRELGOTTACHASEITGOTTACHASEITGOTTA-

Ahem.




I've been reading a large number of web comics for a while now. I'm pretty familiar with the space = time aspect of their use. Webcomics, interestingly enough, reintroduce the time aspect. Due to their daily, semi daily, etc etc schedule of updating.

Reading about ancient examples of comics (Bayeux tapestry, egyptian painting, greek painting, japanese scrolls, etc etc.) was also quite stimulating.

I hope the debate continuqes for as long as it can.

I like debates.

And I know human beings are stubborn as fuck, so it won't end for a long time.

Yay!

Second chapter was equally interesting, discussing icons (along similar veins that the first 7A lecture traversed.)

I like the concept of how abstraction leads to amplification of meaning.

Makes sense to me.

B|


The map of comics is also fun to see where different comics arrange themselves in the huge arse world of comic-ery.

The atoms > molecules > life metaphor also was very poetic. But that is just the sciency part of me speaking.


We sure are selfish fucks aren't we?

Yeah.

But we're our selfish fucks.

:3


And that's it.