Today I realised that the robot (a giant robot from Studio Ghibli’s Laputa – Castles In The Sky) head I started yesterday had some scale issues. Given that I am making it to go in a fish tank, and given the size of the robot torso vs head, I was looking at some kibd of outsized craziness. So I made a smaller one, and started on the detail for the bigger one’s eyes. Maybe the big one will be a garden ornament..
They’re made from a clay with a high iron and mica content, so they’ll go orangey with a oxidative firing, and have shiny speckles.
Given the variable success of my rather random firings, anything could happen.
I must not game.
Gaming is the mind-killer.
Gaming is the little-death that brings total obliteration*.
I will face the game.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the game has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Surrounded by empty crisp packets. — Bene Gesserit Litany against Gaming
It has been a while since I first discovered a compile of Dwarf Fortress that works natively-ish on a mac and I have remained strong since I don’t know – about 10 solid hours after that time.
There is no such thing as an ex-DF gamer. Every day, one after another.
A film where absolutely nothing happens in a quite spectacular fashion. In tiny sailor outfits. With swords. Sometimes explosions. AND DRAGONS. Murdered dragons.
edit 14th March 2013: A bit late to the party for Tropes vs Women in Video Games Kickstarter by Anita Sarkeesian, and in fact never knowing about her excellent blog/webcast series Feminist Frequency. I had a wander through her archives and noticed this review of Sucker Punch. I also note from a bunch of the links that people are trying to say that Zach Snyder really really tried to make an empowered female character, he really did. I’m confused. How is an two hour rape fantasy that culminates in a lobotomy empowering? Please tell me because I missed some nuance somewhere, obviously. Maybe it was under one of the murdered baby dragons. As a side note, I am feeling shamed by my paltry output.
Frank Miller reference FYI (this image is all over the interwebs, I’ve no idea who to attribute it to).