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This is Not a Political Post

sailor-obama

I promise.

In all honesty, this post will have nothing to do with Obama, but rather the Sailor Outfit he is wearing.  In fact, one of the only things I like about the guy is his voice.  It’s rather hypnotic.

Anyway, speaking of Sailor Moon, I have recently revived my interest in this Japanese animation cartoon thanks to the vast wonders of YouTube.  I was never able to really get into the actual show as a child due to a lack of cable television, but I exercised my obsessions elsewhere.  My website favorites list was filled with Sailor Moon websites and my picture folders filled with Sailor moon images.  And the images didn’t stop there — my binders and room was filled with my own drawings of spin-off Sailor Moon characters, including, but not limited to, Sailor Death, Sailor X (for planet X), Sailor (insert name of constellation here), Sailor Fun, and Sailor Fiction.  I was recently flipping through these old drawings and cringing at my terrible representations of the female body.  How I wish my scanner were working so I could SHOW you how bad these were.  But I suppose a description will just have to do for now.

It began at the top, as most things do, with gravity-defying hair in rather geometric shapes and always ending in very sharp points that could probably have been  weapons in and of themselves.

The hair naturally leads to the face and head, which were sadly mis-proportionate to the bodies (large), with frighteningly pointed chins and eyes like black-rimmed saucers.  all were sadly lacking in lips, and instead only had small lines for a smirk or frown (depending on how I was feeling that day.  Sailor Death, for example, was looking rather angry and emo).

From the head, we move down to the torso.  I can only say that they were extremely… Erm… Busty.  Perhaps compensating for my youth and… Immaturity?  Perhaps it was because the whole concept seemed so unnatural that my “art” tended to bring out that unnatural… ness.   Anyway, their waists were extremely tiny (in comparison to their “ribcage”) and their arms little more than sticks.  A testament to the nickname given to me by my fellow “moony” friends, toothpick.  (for those of you who don’t know, a “Moony” is a Sailor Moon fan)

The legs and feet are by far the strangest part of these concoctions.  They also were mere sticks, remaining basically the same width through the ankle, knees, thighs, and buttocks.  Poor girls, no booty to keep their pants up, perhaps that’s why they were always wearing skirts.  But that’s beside the point.  Of course, the calves DID curve, as you are well aware, but both the front line of the calf and back line remained parallel, which made the legs look more rubber than stick.  And then of course the ankles were strangely flexible, as were the feet, bending in ways impossible to describe on paper.

And thus it is.  Or they were.  I’d like to clarify I no longer draw like that.  But man, my portfolio from that part of my life is HUGE.  Seriously.

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Exceptional picture of the week

This kid is awesome

The picture this week is a reminder to myself and all of you that no matter what happens, there will always be someone better than us.

How’s  THAT for a warm fuzzy?

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Exceptional Picture of the Week

Okay, here it is.

Funny room

This picture is in honor of the question “do actual socially awkward/obnoxious/completely unfunny people KNOW that they’re socially awkward/obnoxious/completely unfunny?”  The answer is NO because of a little thing we like to call the “courtesy laugh.”  This “courtesy laugh” is an epidemic of monstrous proportions that should be stopped!  We are creating a sub-society of people with absolutely no sense of humor who have been misled by the general populace that they have a wild sense of humor!  Now, you may ask, “what exactly defines a ‘courtesy laugh’?”  A courtesy laugh is that little chuckle given when somebody says something obviously meant to be funny, but in all reality, it’s about as funny as that stray piece of blue lint on my carpet.  It is given in order to make the other person “feel good about themselves.”  But someday down the line in their life, after years and years of courtesy laughs they will realize how unfunny they are, and they will hate you for never telling them that THEY ARE NOT FUNNY.  And frankly, I am led to wonder the same thing… Has everyone just giving me courtesy laughs through my whole life??  Am I really THAT funny??  So please, follow your heart and abstain from the courtesy laugh.  For the rest of us.

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