been reading up about julius caesar's horse which was described as having multiple toes or "humanlike feet" on its front legs and i needed to show you all this horrifying engraving of caesar's horse and its human grippers
You should do a search for “polydactylous horse”
HEY HEY LISTEN THE VOICE OF THE MTA TRANSIT SYSTEM, ALL THE ANNOUNCEMENTS ON THE NYC SUBWAY LINE??
SHE'S A TRANS WOMAN AND TRANSITIONED AT 66!!!!!! THE BACKGROUND HUM OF MY CHILDHOOD, AND SHE'S LIKE ME!!!! WHAT THE FUCK
Some people have been interested in how this was made - I am extremely bad at explaining but I’ll try to give a quick rundown!
First I draw the individual parts in a 2d art program, in this case procreate. I put an overlay texture that gives it some grittiness. As you can see I separated out the parts I planned to move a little bit, like the top and bottom jaw, eyes, wings, and body segments.
Each part of the texture is applied to a 2d plane through uv maps with the exception of the halo, which is 3d modeled.
The 2d planes are layered in a way that will create shadow when a light is added and avoid overlaps when rendered. This also really lends to the papercut aspect!
Animation for this particular piece is done through something called “shape keys” where blender will interpolate movement based on me slightly moving the individual parts.
I created several keys for different areas of motion. When all are combined it creates a nice effect. Some parts move smoother than others - this is due to me setting some keys to be “constant” instead of “bezier smoothed”.
(Oh also the halo is just rotated on an axis - 3d go brrrrr)
After rendering all the frames into a gif, I then threw it into a video editor to make the colors more contrasted and to add slight glitching and behold! Final product!
Hopefully that helps out some for people who want to try it. Or for people who are just curious!
I don’t like the way people speak about Neanderthals. They were humans too. They buried their loved ones in intricate ways with grave goods. They had graveyards. They cared for the sick and disabled members of their groups when they could. They raised and loved their children. Their culture had a degrees of gender equality not evident in other hunter-gather groups. They made soup. They were highly intelligent like their early modern human counterparts, they just didn’t have the benefit of cumulative knowledge like humans now do.
I heard reference to something about how all anime are required to have good looking cabbage because of That One Time. So simply looking up "anime cabbage" I found the source.
Some harem anime way back in the day had an episode where the characters cooked, and they animated cabbage so terribly like this it left a bad mark on the anime community forever. Apparently this is part of the reason why all food usually looks good in anime, even moreso than the regular show sometimes. With cabbage being especially well drawn.
A complaint, apparently in a paper.
The first show when released internationally was reanimated in this part.
And high quality or low quality cabbage is sometimes referenced.
I learned of this because the most recent Hologra episode has noel eating cabbage, tearing apart a fine quality cabbage into two low poly halves.
i love learning about other cultures' memes, especially like this
at times when hope is too big of a thing to have, curiosity (even clinical or small) is a very good placeholder
asking myself "why continue" & finding the answer is always, in some form, "i want to know what happens next", even if that want is tired or detached or outright morbid
daekie
gallusrostromegalus
jeffyjeffs asked:
I'm probably wrong, but are you the same person who wrote about launching a firework out their window and into someone else's house and also starting an outrageous nerf war that ended with someone getting caught on fire? I ask because your writing style in your "fireworks VS. rain" post is incredibly similar to those 2 posts
gallusrostromegalus answered:
That was NOT me, my great uncle Francis told me about losing two halves of his fingers to improperly stored flares in WW2 when I was six and I have refused to touch any form of explosive since.
I found out later he’d actually lost them when he was a little boy because a horse bit them off but my healthy caution about explosives remains.
