Good advice from Disney
my favorite is Genie
Good advice from Disney
my favorite is Genie
Here are a couple more process shots for the person who asked earlier. I keep some on DA, too, if you want a more permanent thingy to bookmark or whatever.
For that last post - I agree with Andy that gender essentialism is bullshit. I was just thinking about what he said about being taught to recognize shades. Because you can’t learn that if you physically can’t perceive the differences between them. I know both men and women who are partially colorblind though
Notice only 20 shades of gray
It’s been proven that women actually have an acute ability to pick up subtle differences in colors
In response to that last comment^^
Yes. It comes from the Hunter-Gatherer days.
Women were the gatherers. They had to be able to discern between the different shades of colors to know which plants were poisonous and which were not.
Men were out hunting, so they didn’t have to worry about that.
Which is why women see “Blood orange” and “crimson” and “scarlet” etc while guys just see “red”.
I love how this kind of gender essentialist bullshit always hoists itself on its own sexist petard, because you see those “studies” thrown around (which are TOTALLY about what people can actually see vs kids assigned male being taught that colors are red, orange, etc while kids assigned female are taught shades and differences and the studies that HAVE shown if we aren’t taught to identify a color it changes how we see it like the Japanese ao vs Western blue and green and other languages with no words for colors we take for granted) ….and then they turn around and claim that the great painters have to all be male and men have to dominate the fashion, art, and design worlds because women just generally have no eye for that kind of thing.
Anonymous said: Hi, I'm not sure if I understood correctly what you said about french grades, but in France we are graded(?) on /20, not on /5. And in mosts cases, a failling grade is below 10/20. But maybe I didn't understood at all what you said so ignore this if it is completely off topic. Have a nice day !
See, I knew it wasn’t 10, but I forgot was it was exactly. I guess I accidentally remembered it as “half of ours” when it was actually “twice ours”. xD
We actually learnt about your grading system in French class in high school, but that was like… 14 years ago. Damn now I feel old. >_>
Yeah, this is too complicated for me.
they sure as hell do
So yeah I can see how many fingers you’re holding up
THIS IS VERY ACCURATE
THIS IS VERY BEAUTIFUL
Is this accurate? Is this what it’s actually like to not be able to see clearly?
No, it’s better or worse depending on your eyeballs, and you can’t see the glasses rims around your face (duh). The bits outside of the lens on the edge of your field of vision will be blurry. What I liked about contact lenses was that it that they corrected my entire field of vision and never got dirty, so it wasn’t like with glasses where a random smear can annoy you or you’re basically blind if it rains. Also, I can wear contacts in the shower, which helps when it comes to shaving your legs. On the other hand, contacts make your eyes itch and water, and if you keep your eyes open for too long without blinking, they start to dry out and your vision starts to get blurry again. Which doesn’t sound like such a big deal until it happens (like when I’m watching a movie or on the computer or something) and then I blink and my contact tries to suck all the moisture out of my eyelid and sticks to it.
I’d say that my vision is worse than in that simulation up there, but without vision correction, things close to my head look clearer and bigger than they do with vision correct. When I say “close,” I mean within about six inches. I can read something if I can get it close enough to my face without glasses, but I can’t read the words on the computer screen I’m using right now without them (it’s about 30 inches away from my face).
(via Selvaprakash L — New Internationalist)
I shot this image at a stone quarry in Rampura, near Bangalore in India, while researching a story on the living and working conditions of labourers employed in the granite industry. I walked into the pit and came upon two boys operating a drill and planting dynamite sticks. Suddenly one of them looked up at me. His eyes were a startling blue and set like sapphires in his dust-covered face. I tried to ask him his name but he just stared and continued to drill. I though the roar of the machine had drowned out my voice, but then his friend told me that he was hearing impaired. The two boys had grown up in the quarry, because their parents worked there too. The constant exposure to high intensity blasts had damaged the blue-eyed boy’s motor-neuron functions. I just had to click because I wanted to show this image to the world as a testimony to the dangers of child labour. Even though it was officially banned in India in 2006, child labour is still a huge problem. Sadly, I never did find out the boy’s name.
Daniele Watts, an African-American actress who has starred in Hollywood films such as Django Unchained, has claimed she was “handcuffed and detained” by Los Angeles police officers after being mistaken for a prostitute.
And why did they mistake her for a prostitute? Because she was a black woman showing affection to a white man in public while wearing shorts. In Southern California in September, when the temperatures are in the mid-90s.
Tell me this isn’t racism and slut shaming all rolled into one. Just try to fucking tell me that.
Legally, those police officers had no probable cause whatsoever to question her, to demand her ID, or to detain her. But because she’s a black woman they will probably get away with it. I’ll be surprised if they even get a stern talking-to.
I repeat (slightly) and clarify (mostly): the officer that asks for her name claimed over and over during the encounter that if she had just given her ID when asked, he would have been gone and none of it would have happened. Listen to the audio and read a transcription here.
Except that Daniele Watts was not legally obligated to show her ID when asked, and he had no right to detain her based upon that alone (and the fact that he admits himself he would have left right after seeing her ID tells you he had no reason whatsoever to detain her). Yes, there are some states where you are required to show ID and can be detained for refusing…but California is not one of those states.
This officer detained Daniele Watts because he was on a power trip and didn’t like her challenging his authority (in the recording he actually says “I do have more power than you” to her more than once). And he believes he can get away with it because he’s comfortable in the notion that he had the power in that situation.
Except that his actions were completely illegal. They weren’t just an abuse of his authority; he had no authority to detain her. And he did it anyway.
While I don’t think Watts was obligated to show her ID, I do think that police officers are allowed to detain people for almost any reason. It’s a complicated issue. For one thing, it’s not illegal for police to lie; in some cases, it’s illegal to disobey a police officer or to “obstruct justice,” but you still have your constitutional rights.
I want everyone who reads my blog to be safe, so my best advice is to not jump to assumptions about what you do or do not have the right to do when talking to a cop.
I went to the dollar store today to buy things for my AMOK project. The cashier kept giving me strange looks as she rang items for my $150 bill, and around the 12th box of saltine crackers, she finally worked up the courage and asked me what I was doing with all of this “manly deodorant and crackers”.
When I explained that I was making care packages for the homeless, she got visibly worked up and told me that she used to live near the old Kroger building just up the street (it’s a notorious homeless camp) . She remembered that I gave her a box of tampons and a gift card to Wendy’s (because that was all I had on me at the time) in November of last year while I was waiting at the traffic light.
Of course this is about the point where I start crying and forgetting that I should act like a normal human being in public, but she helped me carry all 15 bags out to my car and told me about how she is now renting an apartment 2 blocks away, and working 2 jobs to save up for community college. Then she gave me $30 to put towards the care packages, and I cry some more (of course) and we part ways.
Anyways, this was a good reminder for me personally that something as seemingly small and ridiculous as giving someone tampons and a gift card for a few cheeseburgers can actually make a difference. I’ve been having a rough couple of weeks and this night pretty much made up for all of the stuff I’ve been going through, because no matter how bad things are for me, I can still make someone else’s life just a little bit better by spending a few extra dollars and a few extra hours.
I’m crying again. Damnit.
Warning, this is pretty pic/vid intensive. Some of these pics y’all might recognize as I posted them here this weekend.
So last Thursday my friend Devon texts me and asks me what I’m doing this weekend, and would I be down to drive her to LA (in her car; she just doesn’t like driving when lots of people are on the road). She wanted to visit a friend of hers in Redondo Beach.
I check my schedule but no, I’m not doing anything, so I agree.
Then Misha posts this and I think to myself, “Wow, I’m going to be do — OH MY GOD HE’S DOING AN EVENT FOR RANDOM ACTS AND I AM GOING TO BE IN THE SAME CITY, I HAVE TO GO.”
(lots of pictures beneath the cut, and a few videos)
i can nt breath this old man who has like the biggest onion ever is so pr ou d of it
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