カラス (acoustic live ver.) | ONE OK ROCK
zombie playground, a new game being funded through kickstarter
from the intro paragraph:Zombie Playground is an online, team based, action arena game with RPG elements. Gameplay will be deep, challenging, and rewarding. The game combines childhood nostalgia with horrific monsters, visceral combat, and a unique atmosphere straight out a child’s nightmares. We do want to make it very clear: this is not a game for kids!this is the game i’ve been waiting my entire life for
“Goonies + Attack the Block + Walking Dead = Zombie Playground”
I’m not even going to tell you the catcalls I received in Manhattan when I lived there. It’s a shitty thing. If you are a lady chances are you know what it’s like to walk down the street and feel afraid of every dude you see thinking “is that guy on the corner going to say some shit to me? Please dude, do not say anything to meeee.” Anyway if you don’t know what it’s like to be harassed whenever you leave the house, here is an article where women talk about that: http://rookiemag.com/2012/05/it-happens-all-the-time/
Since this is in the same vein as the earlier discussion (and because Jess Fink is amazing), I thought you guys might appreciate seeing it.
I had a guy cat-call me to the tune of “Wannabe” by the Spice Girls today.
Wow. Really, thank you for reblogging this! I was just reading that conversation those girls had about street harassment, and I sort of feel better and worse at the same time. I always feel so uncomfortable going anywhere in my neighbourhood, and it pisses me off that I can’t wear nice and flattering clothes to work because I always get guys staring at my tits when they ask me if I can help them find a book they’re looking for. -_-
I will literally just cross the damn street whenever I see more than 1 dude walking towards me (or even if it’s just one and I’m feeling tired that day) cause fuck it they’re almost always assholes.
Whenever someone does shout anything at me I generally just imagine elaborate revenge plots involving insects eating away their faces or something.
The drive-by yellers I try to always give the double whammy salute to.
I only ever get harassed about my weight (usually by bro douchebags in massive trucks) and it sucks because all I can think is “really, you felt the need to take the time to call me some variation of fat?”
In the DR it’s the exact opposite, but fat white girls are all the rage over there - apparently we’re desperate enough for attention that we’ll get with any guy, which means a potential opportunity for a green card (at least that’s how my cousin explained it, and I tend to agree). Either way, it sickens me. How hard is it for guys to keep their damn mouths shut?
This is one reason why most men can never understand what it’s like to be a woman. A lot of them think we like it, but every woman I’ve ever met has told me they felt threatened and disgusted by it. I’ve been catcalled while walking a dog, putting gas in my car, walking to class, standing outside by my car and putting groceries in the car.
I shouldn’t have to feel uncomfortable when I’m just doing normal activities.
Hiroyuki Takahashi (タカハシヒロユキ) is an absolute genius with no concern for limits. He has clearly established his aesthetic of over-the-top, playful, colorful, Japanese techonophilia, applying it throughout his images, on the character, for the character, and around the character. His compositions, although cluttered with aesthetic props and objects, are masterfully composed, making dynamic use of the simple/blank spaces within the chaos of each subject.
Other than his overall aesthetic, I deeply admire Takahashi for his use of patterns and vectors. I immediately noticed that he used a lot of patterns, but it took me some time to realize how much a part of his art they are. He has a set vocabulary of patterns (like with his object vocabulary) which he employs throughout all of his art, but where he applies them and how they work in each picture really varies. There are a few that seem to be his favorites, and they are as much a part of his art, to me, as his characters are. On the other hand, his vector lines and coloring/shading are handled with mechanical precision and mathematical perfection, making his aesthetic possible while multiplying its effect.
Outside of the aspect of Takahashi’s art and life shown here, there seems to be much more. From what I have seen of his personal taste for fashion and his live art performances, I have come to respect and admire Takahashi as an artist and a person.
I have very high hopes for Hiroyuki Takahashi, and hope he goes very far with his art. In many ways he reminds me of Takashi Murakami, and I could see him leaving a similar impact on the world as a Japanese artist.





