My Current Insanities

Alright, this is more like it. I have a pretty good work flow in GIMP now. And I’m satisfied with the line quality now.

I guess I should finish that script then…

Halp! My mother’s baking keeps falling into my tummy somehow. I think the milk is chasing it there!

un-sensored:

Centum City, Busan. on Flickr.

By the subway entrance to the Lotte Department Store at Centum City, Busan, in this other-worldly fountain full of classical sculpture.

For those who have never had the pleasure of living in the Hermit Kingdom: The Lotte World in Songpa-Gu, Seoul is even more garish than this.

It possibly wants a cheeseburger. I don’t know what it’s thoughts on monorails and civil disobedience are.

A test panel for hand lettering in GIMP.

I figured out a couple of things a bit too late while drawing this that I’m going to be mindful of for the next time. Mostly to do with the drawing resolution and scaling which is why it’s a bit jaggy. I should also be able to find the sweet spot between this final size and the working size as far as lettering goes armed with what I learned.

Overall, this was a very useful bit of drawing exercise. A good use of my evening.

I don’t know what gang he belongs to, but I took the gang sign as a warning to cross the street and avert my eyes.

A table away from my farewell meat-eating party was another farewell meat-eating party.

This is the HalfCamera app. It does diptychs in the style of a half frame camera.

Not just a kitty. But a Japanese kitty. A Japanese kitty that lives in a graveyard and talks to the ghosts there like in a Neil Gaiman book.

I am now the envy of the Internet!

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Name of the Doctor:  Haha, I had fun with the finale.  It’s been a terrible season, just terrible (I’d put the Gaiman one at the low-point), but that last one— that was a good one by me, the best it’s been in a while.  I think the half-season thing has been a disaster, and the retreat from the formula Davies had of having each season be a thing hasn’t really worked (even if Moffat was pretty terrible at working that formula).  But they’ve set up the 50th anniversary quite nicely so…

Plus, I really enjoyed the use of typography.

Having watched the entire seventh series in one sitting today, I will boldly claim that the second they jettisoned the Ponds it picked up a great deal.  Hopefully this episode is also the final goodbye for River as well. Welcomes had been worn out a long time ago.

This new era of Who is blatantly for kids and Tumblr gifs. I didn’t try to keep up with it too hard because that’s not my bag and the split seasons didn’t help. I doubt I’ll follow series eight too closely unless the 50th anniversary show knocks my socks off.

John Hurt, though. John Hurt.

That Which Survives is one of those forgettable cheese factory third season Star Trek episodes that you don’t really think much about because it’s bad, but not as bad as the worst of that season. There are bigger stinks masking this one.

But if you do get the chance to see it, pay attention to the dialog. The second Kirk, Bones, Sulu, and Guywhowilldie go missing Spock cranks the Bitchiness Factor up to eleven. By the end of the episode Scotty was begging to be shot out into space just so he wouldn’t have to keep putting up with Spock’s shit.

I do have a theory that he was trying out some Vulcan deadpan humor to put the crew at ease, but didn’t have the delivery down right. Or maybe he just missed his besties.

Screencap from the fabulous site TrekCore.

While I wait for my medical oriented probings, I’m enjoying the country life.

And by “enjoying” I mean, “Christ, I wish I was in Tokyo. Or Seoul. Hell, I’d even settle for Toronto right now.”

My life in a nutshell right now.

I have plans to post up my old webcomic, It’s About Girls, on it’s own Tumblr as soon as I can find someone I know who owns a working scanner so I can get the university-drawn version up there as well. It’s different. It’s 90s.

As mentioned in the comic, I’m missing a chunk of the first chapter, which I seemed to have not grabbed before Modern Tales closed down like I did with the rest of the pages for some reason. I don’t really want to redo the missing pages because the difference between my style now and ten years ago is pretty broad.

And I wanted to give my tablet a workout in GIMP since I’m on a Linux machine currently. There are some things it does better than Photoshop. Some things it does worse. Most of this was me trying to figure out a good work process. Next time I’ll work on color.

Also: I need to find a new way to draw pubic hair.

If you’re reading via the dashboard, I suggest clicking over to the site since it’ll be full resolution there.

My life at the moment.