I finally took the time to go through all of my photos from the New York trip, I think around 230 in all and I whittled it down the 217 that sucked the least, in a way. Some of the Empire State photos were incredibly blurry but there’s been pretty much no post done to these images because that’s not how I roll. You can see them all on my flickr, I hope you enjoy. I still haven’t really written about my trip, I’ll possible do that soon. 

maxiandapril:

Ok so April and I have been seeing all these COMPLAINTS about how “unrealistic” and “sexist” comic books are in the way they portray women and their bodies.

WELL we have decided that you are all crazy feminists and there is nothing wrong with how women are drawn in comic books.

So to prove this we have decided to show you that not only are women portrayed realistically in comics, but we do most of these so called “impossible” and “ridiculous” poses on a daily basis just by naturally going about our buisness. 

And if THIS doesn’t convince you, just wait ‘til next week! We plan to post a new picture each Wednesday and friday. And if you think that this is some sort of joke or that this is not how we perform tasks on a daily basis, then fuck you! You don’t know our lives.

We DEFY you to find a pose that we don’t do on normal, average day…..come at us bro! 

This is how I feel right now. Tired and worn out. Look at dem raccoon eyes! fuck everything!

You know, except for tubmlr, tumblr’s great. Unless you’re going to fuck tumblr is a sexy fun ay that fuck on. If you’re planning on fucking tubmlr in an unfun rape-y way then no, don’t do that.

garbos: Anthony Perkins in promotional stills as Norman Bates for Psycho (Alfred Hitchcock - 1960) Psycho was released, of course, and it was a sensation. With his nervous ticks and conflicting air of sweetness and menace, Anthony Perkins inhabited more than the skin of his character. He plunged deep into Norman’s soul, as well as the soul of Norman’s mother. A remarkable, and remarkably subtle performance, Norman Bates, thanks to Perkins, is one of the most unforgettable characters in the history of cinema, “the Hamlet of horror,” as he himself had wisely suggested. Perkins’ performance may have been too good. “I am ashamed of your fellow actors,” Hitchcock, notorious for viewing actors unfavorably, told his star via telegram after Perkins’ work was ignored come Oscar nomination time. Prior to Psycho, no one had thought of him as homicidal or even odd except in a shy, anxious way. In fact, Hitchcock was very cleverly casting against type when selecting his star. It was the novelty of casting Perkins that won over screenwriter Joseph Stefano who had little enthusiasm for the task of adapting Robert Bloch’s novel in which Norman Bates was a seedy 40 year-old. “I suddenly saw a tender, vulnerable young man you could feel incredibly sorry for.”  I believe I like the one on the upper right the most. Carry on.
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garbos:

Anthony Perkins in promotional stills as Norman Bates for Psycho (Alfred Hitchcock - 1960)

Psycho was released, of course, and it was a sensation. With his nervous ticks and conflicting air of sweetness and menace, Anthony Perkins inhabited more than the skin of his character. He plunged deep into Norman’s soul, as well as the soul of Norman’s mother. A remarkable, and remarkably subtle performance, Norman Bates, thanks to Perkins, is one of the most unforgettable characters in the history of cinema, “the Hamlet of horror,” as he himself had wisely suggested.

Perkins’ performance may have been too good. “I am ashamed of your fellow actors,” Hitchcock, notorious for viewing actors unfavorably, told his star via telegram after Perkins’ work was ignored come Oscar nomination time.

Prior to Psycho, no one had thought of him as homicidal or even odd except in a shy, anxious way. In fact, Hitchcock was very cleverly casting against type when selecting his star. It was the novelty of casting Perkins that won over screenwriter Joseph Stefano who had little enthusiasm for the task of adapting Robert Bloch’s novel in which Norman Bates was a seedy 40 year-old. “I suddenly saw a tender, vulnerable young man you could feel incredibly sorry for.”

 I believe I like the one on the upper right the most.

Carry on.

(via salesonfilm)

Source: mizoguchi