Amazingly, not The Onion:
“[W]e now have young men telling Bloomberg News that they basically view their female peers as rape bombs just waiting to explode and ruin their lives.”
I REPEAT: THIS IS NOT THE ONION
Twitter is awesome. It’s given me a lot of fantastic things, put me in touch with people I would have never been able to interact with, and it regularly shows me pictures of kittens.
But here’s the thing I’m just recently coming to grips with: it’s kind of a misery vacuum. Two tiny things…
Guilty Gear Xrd Sign.
NOW THIS IS HOW CGI ANIME IS SUPPOSED TO LOOK AND ANIMATE LIKE.
How they managed to get such sharp lines without the pixelly artifacting and achieving actual line-width with the atypical backface cull cellshade method [made famous by Jet Grind Radio] while culling extraneous shapes is just cool hackery stuff.
Boggles my mind that this was also done in Unreal Engine. They’re doing some great work with devs all around.
I dunno how well Guilty Gear’s methods would translate to tv animation as there’s so much prep work to be done. At the very least, anime studios should pay damn good attention to the lighting shaders used the next time they stick in a CGI object outta the blue.
Good lord that’s good stuff!
xkcd, wry as ever, considers the oft-debated impact of texting on writing skills. The xkcd book, What If?: Serious Scientific Answers to Absurd Hypothetical Questions, is out today and a must-read.
Well, that was an interesting E3 this year. For my part, I ran around the show floor and made executive decisions on which games are currently “bringing it” in terms of animation and character art. That’s always been my favourite part of the spectacle, showing where the bar is set for the coming year to…
Spoken by an animator who worked on Mass Effect 1&2, Assassin’s Creed 3 and now some game at Naughty Dog.
He doesn’t go too much into specifics in the article either because of tech/expertise related NDA and or tech talk scares people in general but the principles are there!
I grew up within a strict religious dogma that taught me my body was a temple. My body is not a temple.
I grew up in a culture that told me certain dress sizes dictate your physical attractiveness. My body is not ugly.
In high school I was told that my breasts and how they looked in certain clothing was “a distraction.” My body, just because it exists, is not a distraction.
I belong to a gender that is treated as a prize for sexual conquest. I am not a prize. I am not an object. My body DOES, however, exist for sex and pleasure and fulfillment: my own.