Does anyone know what kind of shoes Mr Reed wears?
This is completely irrelevant to what I am drawing.
I just want to know.
I am not drawing anything even remotely related to Mr Reed.
first things first. turn your volume down. we didn’t have the faintest idea back then how to make sure audio doesn’t clip and distort!
Here is another old video with Jon, Myself and a friend named Ralph. As with all these old videos of ours, everything makes so much sense! Jon and I base our friendship on Nipple Lasers. Heres to hoping someone will make a GIF of the Nipple Lasers.
Oh my god THE END WHAT WHAT AJGKFHASJKFWANFCAHWAHOWAREYOUPEOPLESOPERFECT
also my god King Ched reblogged this spg is officially taking over tumblr.
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Walked home just for the hell out it because we got let out early.
Turns out it takes about 45 minutes.
Well.
I guess I’ve earned this bagel.
looks like somebody’s birthday present came early. (not really, i’m still sitting on this other birthday present. this one i just happened to finish.)
SO IT’S DONE. Mike rockin’ out on a keytar with some funky colors going on. BG colors picked out by the man himself! 10 points for whoever can names all the references in the typography. ;]
YES, and omg I am just rolling at the bg references sfaksafk CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG.
Both of these lists are perfect, wonderful chunks of advice and really ought to be common sense, but, being an extrovert I can’t express how glad I am that someone made this, because extroverts really are spoken about less than introverts (not that either one is more important).
I received none of these from my teachers in my final year when studying animation on a 3 year course, and what happened? I fell in on myself, became heavily depressed without knowing it and tore myself up for making bad decisions when I should have stuck with my crazy ideas. I became severely ill in the last month and ended up missing the deadline. I received a two week extension, but I didn’t finish the film I’d been working on for half a year, because I realized it had turned into something that wasn’t mine. Instead I blasted out a tiny, shitty little piece in two weeks that actually held a note of myself to it, got the lowest grade I’ve ever earned and I still don’t regret the decision.
In contrast, in one year of study at VFS I received endless encouragement. I was shocked. I didn’t expect it at all, I wasn’t used to it, and suddenly I didn’t have to keep fighting for my corner, forcing smiles, running in circles trying to persuade people that I knew what I was doing, because they could already see that I did. It didn’t give me an ego, it gave me a sense of responsibility- to not disappoint these people who had faith me. I pushed myself further and harder and produced more and better stuff than I ever thought I could, and at the same time made more friends and taught more people to laugh than I ever had when I was trying to.
I’m not saying you should stoke the fires of anyone with a big head, I mean that support, in any form, is invaluable. That person who’s always doing cartwheels and grinning like a lunatic who seems to have the time of their life in everything they do? Guess what, they’re more insecure than a Faberge egg balanced on top of the Eiffel Tower. Every word and gesture of kindness counts, and so does every snub and snide remark.
Anyway, even if they’re not an extrovert, everyone prefers a smile to a frown.
TL:DR - Go be nice to people.
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