If Looks Could Kill - Graphic Art & Design

Today, at work, it was brought to my attention that I “hold back,” that I don’t jump in and add to conversations. This has been a recurring theme all my life. As a tot, I got in trouble for not wanting to say goodbye to creepy friends of my parents. On a kindergarten report card, Miss Nancy commented that “Amy needs to share more of Amy with the rest of the class.” In high school, I was called to the guidance counselor’s office for “being withdrawn” in my classes.

I have always been a quiet person. Being an artist, I am extremely visual, so words often fail me. More accurately, I have a hard time verbally expressing myself and besides, I can tell when people don’t get it or don’t give a shit and it makes me falter, because why continue past that point?

I prefer to observe and listen. You learn a lot that way. I’ve learned that I dislike most people. That causes me to have even less to say, because chances are, no one will enjoy it. Normally, when I refrain, it’s because I have a stake to protect: employment, education, quality of living, et al. I’ve always gotten flack for just wanting to be left alone.

It’s just me, that’s how I am. I live in the Redneck Republic of Texas. I’m a flaming liberal where EVERYONE approaches under the assumption that you naturally share their beliefs. More often than not, I don’t. My head nearly ruptured during the last two elections. At my last job, the group went out to lunch, and our manager asked each of us how we spent Easter Sunday. EVERYONE had gone to church, until she got to me. >:)

I think it’s inappropriate to even ask, because I assure you they DON’T want to know what I think about their god and what they do in his name, the so-called “sins” they commit freely every day, smugly knowing they can merely ask forgiveness and be absolved. I also loathe being judged, so unless asked, I refrain from saying anything on the topic.

On a secular side-note: This article is interesting - not that I consider myself an atheist. It would be upsetting to consider humans as the pinnacle of sentient life in the universe. In relation to yesterday’s post, I have my own abstract theories that comfort me. Mind you, I inflict this upon no one.

Back to the reason for this post, I work to live, not live to work. I do it so that I can afford the home that I savor and the education that I love the shit out of (but don’t have time to savor or even fully explore). Not to mention my own creative endeavors, I seldom have time for them. All work and no play makes Amy a dull girl.

A topic near and dear to my heart, “pop-culture fascination with female robots.” However, I found the list strangely lacking. Is our society really that bereft of robot women?

Here’s one I adore:

The “False Maria” from Metropolis.

The Terminatrix: Neat concept, poorly executed.

My favorite image from the article, based on its garish, nightmarish quality. I’ve never seen the show it’s from, the Bionic Woman.

I’m not sure what drives a lot of robot fetishists out there, I think they imagine big complacent women-dolls, ready to oblige their every whim. On Planet Amy, robot chickies are FIERCE!!! My fixation is based on the concept of an idealized woman, no longer prone to being the weaker sex - in terms of physical strength. Is it obvious how difficult that last sentence was to type? >;)

In searching for an image of Maria winking (which I never found, if you have - please send!) I learned that female robots are also referred to as “gynoids.” Sounds like a condition. On Wikipedia, it shows that someone has proposed to merge “fembot” into the “gynoid” article. No sir, I don’t like it! Either term, really.

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This pleases me, as I really love Edvard Munch’s work.

Edvard Munch’s paintings “The Scream” and “Madonna,” which two armed robbers yanked from the wall of a museum here in August 2004, were recovered in relatively good condition in Norway today.

I cannot comprehend the logic (or the logistics) involved, in profiting from something that high-profile. It would have to be sold to a private collector, were they to profit from it in any way. In turn, the collector could share it with no one, lest he be found out and turned in for the $325,000 reward.

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This story has been out for a few days, today is the first chance I’ve had to sit down and write. I know the image is a bit large, but it doesn’t resize well while still capturing his charm. In the 3rd photo linked, he’s dancing.

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Based on similarities to others, and his perfect proportion, he strikes me as an undiagnosed primordial dwarf. I think it’s a good move, to pursue the Guiness honor for “shortest in the world.” People are going to stare regardless, being the uncouth savages that they are, so he may as well parlay it into something financially rewarding.

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