the piece can be complete and aesthetically pleasing even when there is no projection this is so good and it makes me so happy
THIS IS ALSO SCIENCE. SCIENCE ART. THE BEST KIND OF ART.
it kinda annoys me when people post these things and they don’t give credit to the artist. so the artist’s name is Rashad Alakbarov and he’s from Azerbaijan and he’s done several other pieces using shadows :
What is this resident evil 7
When people say they hate modern art I can’t help but look at things like this and ???
When people say they hate modern art it’s because they’ve been shown a Jackson Pollock and have rightly asertained that it’s pretensious crap. Where they go wrong is thinking that all modern art looks like that.
hi! im completely in love with your art style and the way you animate. the color palettes are so cohesive and the vibes are immaculate and everything just >clenches fist< yeah its perfect. + if youre okay with sharing, what brushes do you usually use ? ive been trying to find one with a subtle chalky texture like the one in some of your pieces for ages. no worries if you dont want to ! have a beautiful day <3
thanks so much!! i need to do more animating for funsies hehe
i use the ultimate charcoal brush, a free downloadable brush if u have photoshop (part of the kyle webster brushes). it doesn’t naturally have that chalky texture so this is what i do:
when you select the brush it’s default flow setting is at 55%, which you can change at the top of the workspace here:
changing the flow makes the brush grainier, here are examples of different flow percentages:
for my lineless drawings i put the flow on high for harder edges around the main shapes, and then i put the flow really low for the chalky look for highlights and stuff:
to make the chalky texture more prominent, it helps to make your brush size really large with a low flow. but play around with it!
(examples are on a 8x13′’ canvas at 300 dpi!)
WIP, sketching in color makes everything way more fun
you should have offered them four 12x12 squares and a bottle of glue
As hilarious as that is…
… we’re out of glue.
Completely out of glue. The glue slime trend that has swept the middle schools in our area has maxed out all outlets of glue from December 18th to today’s date- February 6th. We keep getting shipments of glue, but they only come in 20-bottle boxes and they are completely gone by the time the weekend is out. Children are buying them by the armful.
And I would find this cute and honestly amazing that these kiddos are getting their first taste of entrepreneurship (mine was in high school, where I made novelty school ID’s) if it weren’t for the involvement of the parents.
Because the kids are like ‘aw, you don’t have any? Ok. We’ll try somewhere else- thank you! Where’s your glitter?’
The parents… oh gods the parents.
Calling us up at 9am- “What do you MEAN you don’t have any glue!? ITS A BASIC CRAFT ITEM! YOU HAVE TO HAVE GLUE!”
“You’re telling me that you DON’T CARRY GLUE?”
“I’m calling your corporate office to tell them just how wholly unprepared you all are because this is the fourth store I’ve called and NONE of you have any glue.”
“Can I pre-order? What do you MEAN I have to order from the website?”
“When will you be getting more? You don’t KNOW! HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW!? Two weeks at the EARLIEST!?”
“Can you call me when you get some? YOU CAN’T EVEN CALL ME WHEN YOU GET IT IN?”
I once caught one of our framers taking a call like these and I saw her re-inact Winona Ryder’s entire range of facial expressions a la SAG awards, eventually ending in her left eye going slightly wall when the angry parent finally hung up.
And there are some that call every single day, asking the same questions and hoping that they’ll get a different answer. But no. I’m sorry. The Glue Fairy didn’t make a surprise visit last night. We did not plant the glue seeds in time for the harvest and now there is a glue famine. The small child that we sent to fetch more glue has been captured by witches- who are now intent on raising her as their own and we wish them luck.
One day, my brother will have children and they will ask me about the Glue Famine of 2017 and I will recall a very specific instance wherein I could feel flecks of spittle coming through the end of the phone.
One day I shall die and a team of necromancers will raise me from my crumbling sarcophagus and the very first words from my revived, husk of a maw will be ‘WE ARE STILL OUT OF GLUE, CRETINOUS FILTH!’
And this is how I knew that 2017 was going to be a bad year. Retail-mancy: I divine the fall of our nation by the fact that we are perpetually out of basic adhesives. And its not the children that buy them that make it a problem, but the parents who imagine that we somehow have control over the entire damn glue industry.
Why you want to yell at me for telling you the truth is beyond me when you could be putting all that energy towards not sucking. GIT GUD.
I just learned today that tomorrow our store will be hopping on the glue slime trend and making an end cap to make easy access to our stock of glues, glitters, and I suppose we might be adding borax to our inventory.
Need I remind you that this is what our glue stock has looked like for the past two months:
We just got some in two days ago and its already gone.
So you have to imagine the position we’re in here- where we’re advertising glue that does not exist for more than three days every two to four weeks because of these tots are hell-bent on selling slime to their sandbox buddies.
We’re not selling glue. We’re selling the concept of glue. We are selling the desire for glue. We are inspiring others to covet the glue we do not have. The glue is unknowable. It is invisible, intangible, ineffable. One day the glue uprising shall be upon us, and none shall speak its name.
So like just in case you didn’t get the message-
We are out of glue.
Glue we are out of.
Out of glue we are.
We glue of are out.
Because the dozen or so rows where we used to stock our glue is now a gaping cavity of woe, our heathen customers have decided that this is the perfect space to lazily put things that they just suddenly decide they don’t want anymore. And for some ridiculous reason, the most popular thing to leave where an associate can find it is fake flowers.
Not even the first time this has happened, people. People are attempting to build a memorial to the glue that was, and will never be again. The time of glue has passed, we shall remember it fondly. Ashes to ashes, goop to goop.
Rest in Particulate, Glue Aisle.
Its about to get…
…significantly worse.
I’ve had several people contact me about an email that went out from our company, advertising Glue Slime and giving out a recipe (instead of borax, using baking soda and contact lens solution… I weep for our local optometrists). Luckily, we were sent a large ration of glue on Thursday in preparation for the endcap that we just put up.
And for a moment, the balance was restored. We could rebuild! There was enough glue to fill the dozen or so places in its home and have a good amount for the display. Sadly, we were only given a few bottles of clear glue- which is the one that people really want because…. clear slime. But things were looking better!
But little did we know…
… President’s Day was coming.
And the children… needed something to do…
Here is a photo of the display on Saturday morning.
And here it is on Monday morning:
They have ravaged our glue surplus to 1/10th. The glue that filled its home space is completely gone. I am honestly surprised that the meager 40 bottles we have left are still there, and by the time I finish writing this- they may not be.
Why would you do this to us, Mr President?
So while we have those 40 bottles, we can at least fend off the screaming parents, but I anticipate that a considerable amount of screaming will have already started by the time I start my shift this afternoon.
I shall scream as well.
I scream, they scream- we all scream into the yawning void of the glue section in hopes that the Elmer, God of Cheap Adhesives, will hear our cries and grant us the glue we so desperately yearn for. We shall be united in our despair.
We have reached a place in our glue stock where we are consistently keeping up with demand, more or less. We get it in on Wednesday, they all come in on the weekend and we’re out by Monday- giving people one day to bitch and moan because what would these people do if they weren’t allowed to scream at us for a whole thirty seconds?
Well, I came in to work on Wednesday and I found this at our customer service desk:
Look out world- we have the gallons!
People asked for the gallons of glue, they got the gallons of glue.
There were 20 of them on that endcap. I saw a woman buy three of them at once (and of course she wanted to use a coupon on each and every one of them because ‘gosh- who knew that glue would be so expensive!’ Like… lady- you’re getting this at 20 cents an ounce if you get it without a coupon. It’s not expensive, you’re just a cheapskate.)
By the end of Wednesday, they were all gone. We sold 20 gallons of glue in four hours. People were laying down $60 for glue. I could feel my Great Depression-raised grandpa shaking his head from…. I dunno, probably Purgatory.
Now the entire area knows that we have the glue gallons- the word has spread. But we don’t have them in stock and guess what emotions they have over it! If you guessed ‘anger’ then you’re right! So they do what they’ve always done when they need a literal gallon of glue and there are no gallons of glue to be had: they buy a ton of individual bottles.
But now knowing that there is an easier way to do this that is yet inaccessible to them fills them with ennui, and as they walk through the store their excitement over their hoard wanes and they put some of it back.
Now, any person of the retail-worker persuasion will tell you that a customer never puts an item back where they’re supposed to. That would be, frankly, preposterous. So instead, as they lose their grip on their desire for glue, they leave a single bottle where it is most convenient to them- a symbol of their defeat.
This is a fancy way of saying that I found a bottle of glue in every aisle one night because someone got pissy about not being able to buy it by the gallon and forgot to get a basket.
THE EPIC SAGA CONTINUES
how the fuck did we get from 12x12 squares of paper the the glue famine
Embrace the absurdity or be doomed by it.
This is my every day life! We are having a slime making event next weekend. Mark your calendars!
You spend hours on a design. You slap it on tumblr. It gets lots of likes and reblogs. Two weeks later, some shitlord steals it and uploads it to Teechip or some similar cesspool and makes hundreds of dollars. You throw a fit, you start a flamewar, you get nowhere. That’s because you’re dealing with greedy enablers who don’t care about you. They don’t, and they won’t. Ever. You’re dealing with a company whose BBB rating has zero positive reviews and whose twitter feed is 99% boilerplate infringement replies to defrauded artists. Their business model is largely funded by turning a blind eye to the black market they cultivate. And they will do the absolute minimum to protect you against their own financial interests. So here’s what I’ve learned from dealing with these useless assholes.
1. The infringing parties follow a pattern.
If you’re dealing with some generic idiot, you might try contacting them via message or comment first. However, most of these guys are part of a well crafted abuse system. You usually spot them in a Facebook fan group. The biggest warning flag is text that resembles this:
[insert name here] - Just Released - Available with Tshirts and Hoodies Get it here => [insert link here] Not sold in stores - Tag your friends who love it.
This account probably belongs to some shady offshore bank account that would piss on your parents’ graves if it got them another buck, so don’t bother trying. Facebook is very responsive to takedowns, just report the page and follow the links to their copyright infringement form. Easy peasy.
The next thing to note is the timeframe of the campaign. Seasoned infringers set up automatically repeating 24-hour campaigns so that, by the time you’ve noticed the infringement, the damage is already done. Teechip’s max DMCA response time is 24 hours, and their minimum campaign time is also 24 hours. Criminals use this to their advantage. Teechip knows this. They don’t care. So….
2. Don’t take it personally.
They don’t see you as a person. They will go out of their way to service their soulless, thieving sellers, but the best you’ll get from them is a week-long runaround while they rake in illegal payments without incurring any liability.
We artists are often temperamental. It’s OK to be angry and to even
fly off the handle. But no matter how much energy you expend arguing
with Teechip, they will not budge without you taking the proper steps.
So take a deep breath, pretend you’re a cool, silicon-based being of pure and absolute logic, and read on.
3. You have to deal with this their way or not at all.
DO NOT immediately engage Teechip on social media. It will feel good, but it is useless venting and you won’t get anywhere.
DO NOT send your friends, fans, and family on an email crusade. Teechip will respond to some or all of those emails with a form letter and then wipe their hands of culpability.
INSTEAD:
*** You must send one concise, properly written DMCA takedown email to copyright@teechip.com ***
Here is the format I used, which was for a piece of fan art that I created:
My name is [insert full name]. A campaign that your company hosts is infringing on a specific piece of artwork that I created.
The original artwork [add a creation date if you have one, you want to establish a timeline] can be found here:
[insert link to your original work, or say “see attached” and include attachment]
The unauthorized and infringing copy can be found at:
[insert link to infringing work]
This letter is official notification under Section 512( c )
of the Digital Millennium Copyright Act (”DMCA”), and I seek the
removal of the aforementioned infringing material from your website. I
request that you immediately notify the infringer of this notice and
inform them of their duty to remove the infringing material immediately,
and notify them to cease any further posting of infringing material in the future.
Please also be advised that law requires you
to remove or disable access to the infringing materials upon receiving
this notice. Under US law a service provider, such as yourself, enjoys
immunity from a copyright lawsuit provided that you act with deliberate
speed to investigate and rectify ongoing copyright infringement. If
service providers do not investigate and remove or disable the
infringing material this immunity is lost. Therefore, in order for you
to remain immune from a copyright infringement action you will need to
investigate and ultimately remove or otherwise disable the infringing
material from your servers with all due speed should the direct
infringer, your client, not comply immediately.
I am providing this notice in good faith and with the reasonable
belief that my rights are being infringed. Under penalty of
perjury I certify that the information contained in the notification is
both true and accurate, and I have the authority to act on behalf of
the owner of the copyright(s) involved.
Should you wish to discuss this with me please contact me directly.
[insert your full name] [insert your mailing address] [insert your phone number] [insert your email address]
It is ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NECESSARY to do it as close to this as possible (it may need modification if you are acting on behalf of a company). Do not leave off any of the contact info. If something essential isn’t in there, you’re gonna have to do it all over. They won’t take a DMCA notice in two parts. Remember, you are a being of pure, cool, unmovable logic right now. Do it this way, and only this way.
*** Take note of the opening phrase “infringing on a specific piece of artwork that I created”. If you are fighting the theft of your fan art, you must never claim copyright over an IP that doesn’t belong to you, accidentally or otherwise. As a fan artist, you’re already on thin ice, and Fair Use may or may not protect you from a counter-DMCA; so unless that’s your original IP, make sure you only claim copyright over your specific piece of artwork. ***
Teechip will respond to a properly written DMCA sent to their copyright address in 24 hours. You can escalate it by calling them on the phone. If they don’t take the infringing campaign down within 24 hours of your 100% properly formatted DMCA email, THEN you can consider additional legal action. If they do take it down in time, you might still be entitled to damages from the seller – ask a lawyer before making any demands of Teechip, though. I can’t advise you further on this matter.
TIP:
If, like me, you fear for your privacy, rent a PO box. They’re usually not prohibitively expensive.
“you’re an art model does that mean you’re NAKED?” “yeah” “whoa….those lucky artists ;)”
…buddy.
idk who started the idea that life drawing classes have anything sexy going on like. there’s at least ten people in the room and we’re all tired and covered in charcoal.
the dude in front who’s staring at my boobs has been trying to get the shading right for 10 minutes. he’s almost out of paint. he is crying.
The ice burg being frozen solid because there are NEVER ENOUGH SPACE HEATERS.
I was an artist’s model in uni since it paid better than any other student work position. Did a life drawing class one semester, despite it being an unheated old building in the winter evenings, because the instructor was a decent fellow who always had extra space heaters. So there I am one evening, exhausted from my team’s afternoon practice, but I’m in a comfortable position on a padded stool, ready to hold the position for like fifteen minutes. Space heaters all around me, spotlights on me to get shadows in interesting places.
Beyond the red glow of the heaters and the hot-white of the spotlights, the massive drafty room is dark and quiet, broken only by the instructor’s whispers and the scratch of charcoal on paper. Me, I’m just dozing, ‘cause my ancient dorm was heated with creaky old steampipes that never really got warm, and with the new extra-powered space heater alongside the others, that night was the warmest I’d been in a month. I dozed, basking in the glorious warmth.
And then I fell asleep.
And then I fell off the stool.
I woke up rather abruptly on the cold wooden platform, and looked up to see an entire ring of terrified and worried faces around me. Everyone had their hands up, ready to help me up, except no one had touched me. Naked chick laid out face-down on the floor, and all the men and women were suddenly acutely aware they couldn’t just grab a half-asleep dazed naked chick.
Fortunately someone had the bright idea to tear the sheet down from the backdrop, lay it over me as a wrap, and then everyone was quick to help me up.
After that, the instructor and students got used to taking turns talking to me, just to make sure I wasn’t dozing off. Which was weird, at first, because I’d done two semesters just being a silent prop, and now I was interacting. It gave the class a vibe completely unlike any other I’d modeled for, and it ended up one of my favorite modeling experiences.
postscript: months later, walking on campus with someone who’d eventually become my spouse, we passed some guys on the main path. One of them stopped, peered at me, and then said hello, excitedly, saying, “sorry, I didn’t recognize you, I’ve never seen you with your clothes on!”
Hello, I am Maria Smith and I am a nerdy art lover who eats enough candy to put her dentist's kids through college. A pop culture junkie and sometimes-foodie, I currently live with my family, my Pomeranian Jack-Jack, and my 3 cats (Lily, Nero and...
