me on my first day at tumblr
Anonymous asked:
Why don't you post anymore?
Remember when
@channel @david
Gatorade Gala
Candles
Karaoke kave
the band room
Nitehawk
soil
9East
Candy Bucket ™
The sward award
YOUR LIPSTICK HIS COLLAR DON’T BOTHER ANGEL
Choose life
The steck fund and making $2
delcath industries
danielle hating two princes
We pretended it was Wilkes birthday
Pain-focused
Aomeba
Booster packs
YACHT
LIMOS TO YACHT
#aesthetic and how good it is
Never trust steck
red red wine
we all went to keith’s show
Fidget spinners
Piss temples
Kenny’s 21st birthday
Always be my baby
the hard times
Jakefest
Prima punisher
dirt
Willr winning every raffle
Getting sprayed with champagne
Face dips
Friends
Friends
Friends
Lizard election
THE. MOHONK. ARMWRESTLING. TOURNEY.
Mohonk generally and how weird it got
The women’s march
Coming together
YIR 2014 party
HARD WORK
Brandon playing acoustic guitar all night
Bill
.tmoney
Live video
Kage’s pages
Tents in the yard
The real will Wheaton
It’s all coming back to me now
CONGA
NFL stream SF
The $70 in-and-out burger trip
Gold Bus vs White Bus
Annie is a vampire
singing backstreet boys in the parking lot with our arms locked
the webs from all the spiders
Haunted Luau
Ello I’m oli
Someone rescue foush help him pls
Hack Days
balloons
“you’re welcome, tumblr”
America’s dog
Round robin
Megan’s freaky contacts
Pulp fiction
y'all ready to die tonight?!
Conrad’s toe socks
“THIS IS WHAT YOU’RE EATING”
Trying our best
Christmas time is once a year
the roof
Travy t
Success
Failure
Plumage
Cycle
Chains
Jawns
Fire president
Dudley!
Drinking a mountain dew past midnight
Olive garden
4th of July
Dark universe
Coalesce
Friends
Friends
Friends
The good times
Thank you thank you thank you
sexpigeon answered:
- I got older. And as I got older the already-questionable premise of this blog started to feel just-plain-creepy.
- I got sleepier. When you get older, you get sleepier.
- I had a family. My child was born in April of 2016. You can see the immediate and precipitous decline in posting volume thereafter.
- My child was sick. He was born with cystic fibrosis. This has been devastating. And time-consuming. His breathing treatments take hours daily, which contributes to the sleepiness discussed in item 2.
- I threw myself into my work. For the first couple of years of working at Tumblr, it was far and away the best job I’ve ever had. And likely ever will have. The office was thick with weirdos and we were given a shocking amount of freedom to do whatever we wanted—as long as it was relatively inconsequential. Visionaries did not do well at Tumblr. Jokesters and aesthetes did perfectly. I spent all my time filling our official channels with stupid, confusing garbage that I was horribly proud of, and remain proud of to this day.
- Work got bad. They hired some visionaries. I spent two whole years writing and rewriting unused company vision statements at the behest of these visionaries. The uselessness of this task was overwhelming. I should have picked myself up and posted modest entertainments on this modestly entertaining blog, but instead I simply wallowed and fretted and atrophied.
- As did everyone else who clung on. We almost reveled in the poison of it all. We drank too much and filled the Tumblr app and Tumblr staff blog with nihilistic discontents. There was pleasure in that.
- I grew doubtful of my talents. Maybe these visionaries were charlatans, but maybe these charlatans were right. Maybe I needed to come around to their way of thinking. Maybe everything I do is bad, lame, indefensible. Maybe this blog is exhibit A.
- I got shy. I would compose texts and not send them, fearful of how boring they were.
- I got depressed. That soft, round depression that inspires nothing. A prickly depression can be a decent creative driver. But this was just a blob.
- Drawing Garfield was a way to deal with this depression. This should be plain to anyone who has seen those posts. People started sending me links to kooky Garfield stuff, which I appreciated, but which had the unintentional sourness of a children’s birthday present. You like Garfields so I got you a Garfield! Soon your room is full of Garfields because that’s what you’re about. You stop caring about Garfield but you keep up the charade so no one’s feelings get hurt.
- I am approaching mid-life, now, or perhaps I am firmly in it. And the outlines of a crisis are forming and they’re exactly as boring as you think. I’m not creatively fulfilled. Boo hoo!
- We tried to leave America, do you know that? I had a very nice job lined up in Montreal. Less pay, but Montreal is cheap. Montreal is also generous with benefits if you are a citizen or a permanent resident. But it turns out you cannot become a citizen or a permanent resident if you have an expensive pre-existing health condition. Cystic fibrosis such a condition, so Canada did not want us. Another blow, one too hurtful to talk about on this dumb little blog.
- I could not talk about any of this stuff on this dumb little blog, but it’s all I’ve been able to think about for the last two years.
- This dumb little blog! It made my life what it is. It had about 40 followers when it was discovered by a neighborhood blogger, who passed it along to a city blogger, who made it a minor local sensation (a sensation! how embarrassing to write that!), which led to a local designer discovering that I, too, was designer, which led to our small design business, which led to the acquisition of our small design business, which led to our move to New York, which led to my working for Tumblr, which led to being able to make whatever I wanted and force millions of teenagers to look at it. God, what fun. And now it’s done.
Love u tag
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Rough animation I did for some of the shots I did for Jon Hopkin’s Emerald Rush music video.
The third shot in this post (arms raising) was pretty tricky do do, even though it’s not that long. The issue was mostly the angle of the kid’s face. ¾ angle looking down, with the camera looking up from below. There was quite a bit of back and forth between me and the directors trying to get the face to look right. But I’m really pleased with how it came out in the end.
