Ivan Marchuk, born into a family of weavers, would use his own unique technique called ‘pliontanism‘, the name of which comes for the Ukrainian word ‘pliontaty’ (пльонтати) meaning ‘to weave’. And his works really look like every brushstroke entwines with another, creating an amazing, meticulously detailed image.
I heard reference to something about how all anime are required to have good looking cabbage because of That One Time. So simply looking up "anime cabbage" I found the source.
Some harem anime way back in the day had an episode where the characters cooked, and they animated cabbage so terribly like this it left a bad mark on the anime community forever. Apparently this is part of the reason why all food usually looks good in anime, even moreso than the regular show sometimes. With cabbage being especially well drawn.
A complaint, apparently in a paper.
The first show when released internationally was reanimated in this part.
And high quality or low quality cabbage is sometimes referenced.
I learned of this because the most recent Hologra episode has noel eating cabbage, tearing apart a fine quality cabbage into two low poly halves.
i love learning about other cultures' memes, especially like this
By the Ainur!
Look at those cabbages!
Oh I see so it's not that the person who made it was cultivating the strangest vibe possible for the grimace birthday playlist it's that they put every song ever on it
The word "faggot" appears in the lyrics on this playlist multiple times. Dead Kennedy's are on here.
I cannot. Stress. Enough. It is on the grimace birthday playlist.
IT IS ON. THE GRIMACE. BIRTHDAY PLAYLIST.
me saying bye to my trans masc friends as they depart for jupiter to get more stupider
this is so real and never leaves me
i love whenever people share the best sandwich they’ve ever had because everyone always remembers it so vividly. That one sandwich. life is so beautiful
I was 19. It was lunchtime. I had never used the panini maker in the dining hall at my college. I took some pita bread and loaded that thing like I was my own personal sandwich artist. I put in a nice layer of turkey, white American cheese, some spinach, tomatoes, green peppers, and onions. I squirted some chipotle, mayo, and honey mustard over that puppy. And with no clue what I was doing, I went and stood in the panini line. As I observed the dining hall denizens around me, I noticed that the fact there were only 2 panini makers necessitated you sharing with the person next to you in line.
I tried to make small talk with the other people in line, but they were mostly from the jock group. A bunch of white male college students who had not much in common with me, who mysteriously occupied the status of the most popular nerd on campus. Everyone knew me, but I was mostly socially surrounded by musicians, theater kids, bookworms, history buffs, and tech geeks.
Some soccer jock looked at me, one of the biggest nerds on campus (but also an avid soccer fan), and knowing I was knew to this machine said, "I'll grill your sandwich for you." I awkwardly stood there as he stared at the panini machine, unable to directly see our sandwiches but apparently waiting for the exactly perfect moment like a master who can ply his craft blindfolded.
After the proper amount of time, he opened the lid and slid the panini on my plate. I thanked him and scurried over to a table full of theater kids and tech geeks. I bit into the sandwich, and I don't know what this man's gaze on that panini maker did, but I swear the sandwich gods had smiled upon him, and the sandwich angels sang in the heavens.
No sandwich has ever compared to that first panini. I never randomly paired up with the Soccer Panini Master ever again, and I hope whoever his wife is, that she has bought him a panini maker, and on the nights it's his turn to make dinner, he tenderly pulls it out makes her the best sandwiches to ever grace this planet because if that's not how his life is going, he's wasting his skills.
Meatball mafia. Roxys. I HATE jalapeños
Only way ill eat them
so i accidentally went down a wikipedia rabbit hole and came across the funniest thing that's apparently been plaguing scientists for centuries
it's called "maxwell's demon" and it's so easy to learn but difficult to disprove. basically a tiny demon controls a trapdoor, letting some particles through, and eventually it changes the temperature of two gases without applying any work. the fact that actual physicists are fighting over this 💀
but most of all imagine the tiny demon that's doing all this. all of this impossible effort and for what. why is he doing this. what does he gain
*does a gay little violation of classical thermodynamics that pisses you off*
i work at an infant daycare and one of our babies right now is notorious for attacking the others. like she'll lock onto a target from the other side of the classroom and speed crawl over to them while breathing really heavily and then when she gets near them she'll either pull them over by their onesies, pull their hair, smack them, or hit them with toys. if you move her away from her victim she'll just chase them down again so we've started implementing "baby jail" where we stick her in a jumper whenever she attacks her classmates. we have a couple of babies now that will straight up start wailing if she gets near them because she's smacked them around so many times. also this isn't entirely relevant to the original post but we call her typhoid mary because her mom keeps bringing her in when she's sick, hence this message i sent to my coworkers a while back
OMG MY NEW SHOES CAME :3 ignore my ugly house arrest ankle bracelet. haha
fuck everything else this is the real post of the decade
Sorry to everyone who’s enjoyed the last 130 years of science and culture journalism, but Disney needs the money to fund Toy Story 9
POST LINKS ALONG WITH SCREENSHOTS YOU FUCKING NOTE-HUNGRY ANIMAL
https://www.theguardian.com/media/2023/jun/28/national-geographic-staff-layoffs-report
[Begin video ID:
Someone driving a car pulls up to a McDonalds drive-thru in Germany. The intercom podium reads “[handwritten script] Wilkommen bei [McDonalds “M”] [typed script] ich liebe es] (translation: Welcome to [McDonalds “M”] I’m loving it)
transcript of conversation:
Driver: Hallo
Employee: Hallo
Driver: Guten Sie English? (Is your English good?)
Employee: Yes
Driver: Stahbiell. Ich bekomm bitte einmal ein Doublepack menu. (Cool. I’ll have a [menu item], please.)
Employee, in heavy German accent: I don’t understand German.
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Okay so the new episode of Bofuri! has my new favorite visual gag from any show/movie set in a videogame:
The fact that Maple’s Loving Sacrifice angel wings are clearly CLIPPING THROUGH her new glowing god-throne thing.
Like I’ve NEVER seen this done before in a VRMMO anime before and it’s just the perfect visual representation of the show’s running gag that New World Online is this hilariously janky, unbalanced but super endearing game that Maple constantly finds new ways to break without even trying.
Also, unrelated to this joke but Maple’s new throne is also sitting on her giant flying turtle.
Truly this show represents REAL Op-protagonist goals XD
