Have you ever found yourself wanting a metric ton of DAI music? Have you ever thought to yourself, aw man, DAI’s soundtrack was 15 hours shorter than I wanted it to be? If that sounds like you, then this is a link for you.
I’ve ripped all the music from this game - that is, all the ambient snippets of music that you hear while running around in the world, and all the music that happens in cutscenes - and it turns out there’s 16 hours (1.6 gigs) of it.
@onethousandroaches because fun fact: last year whenever I was having a bad day, one of my partners would send me posts they blogged/reblogged and it always helped (sometimes people do good things in ways they don’t realize)
the good folks at @omgcp-cosplay for spreading the love and supporting cosplayers in our community
the good folks @omgcpbigbang because running an event like that (especially two years in a row) whoo that’s a task
isn’t this fandom great? Look at all the cool people doing good things?
and don’t forget YOU
if you’re reading this and are in this fandom, I know you’re doing great things just by being here. This fandom doesn’t get anywhere without people who support content creators and generally contribute to spreading the love in this fandom.
This is by all means not a cut-and-dry list. So if there’s someone you think I’ve missed, feel free to reblog this and tag people! Spread some more love.
Mike Winkelmann is currently a graphic designer living and working in Neenah, Wisconsin, USA. Beeple is the pseudonym for his personal work that includes short films, live visuals, graphic design, music and drawings. Most of his current work focuses on ways to visual music through video. His work has screened at onedotzero, Siggraph, Optronica, the Ann Arbor Film Festival, the Milwaukee Art Museum, the Chicago Underground Film Festival, and many more. He has also released work on Flying Lotus’ Brainfeeder labe.
There’s something I’d like to discuss with you guys – something a lot of us feel guilty for doing, but something that all of us should do – self-promotion. Specifically, I want to talk about promoting your content.
Most of the people I follow on this site, I follow for their excellent writing, or their beautiful art, or their fantastic graphics. Tumblr, for all its flaws, is a platform that lends itself to sharing your preferred means of creative expression. I also follow people for their great taste. Tumblr lends itself very well to content curation – sharing things that you like with other people you think will like them. And no blog consists of just created content – everyone needs to curate, too.
Therefore, it’s important both to content creators – people who make pretty stuff – and content curators – people who collect pretty stuff – to see all the good stuff you make. Now – how do you make sure your followers see that art you made or that fic you wrote or the meta you came up with or that rec list you put together – so that they can enjoy it, and share it with their followers, too?
That’s right – you promote that shit. Not all your followers are online at the same time. Any content you create needs to be shared multiple times, during different times of day. Some of your followers might not be online every day, so that means promoting it a few more times after the initial posting day. If your creative online presence goes across multiple platforms, share on all of them! That means you share the story you posted on AO3 on tumblr, and that you share the painting you posted on Tumblr on Twitter, so on, and so forth.
Now, my point thus far has been that your followers want to see your stuff – but that’s not the only reason you should feel comfortable promoting your work. It’s your work. You made it. You spent time and energy and effort on it. You should be comfortable putting that out there. And if you’re not comfortable, it’s good fucking practice.
I know we’ve all been told that it’s bad to want attention – especially the women and teenage girls among us – but when it comes to your professional life, especially if you intend to go down a less-than-conventional path, asking for attention is sort of a necessity. It’s how you get feedback from people who are more experienced than you; it’s how you get mentorship; it’s how you get someone to see you and give you a chance.
So yeah – reblog your drawing or your story or your graphic or your playlist one more time. Your followers want to see. But more importantly, it’s good practice.
I read a text this morning, which had interesting elements, but so many others that were false, and new restrictions, as if the art world wasn’t giving enough already. Art students, art spectators, are fed with, and directed towards, what HAS to be art, what HAS to be photography. The results are that speaking with them is BORING, they become clones, thinking that to repeat their teachers’ mantra is the panacea. By the way, all that they say is boring, on society, on politics, whatever. Once again, as the about of the mag says it, do WHATEVER you fucking want in art. Just be creative, and precise, or not if you manage to develop a lo-fi vision. Just be careful of bad lo-fi, and if you want to be precise, be really precise. And don’t copy. Don’t even inspire yourself. Live, watch the world, empty your mind, and things will come. This is not the “inspiration” we hear about everywhere, which is very, very close to stealing. This is receiving, and giving in your OWN way, with who you are. Also, don’t try to be meaningful because you’re ordered to be so. Most people are shallow and factitious, so please, don’t play the Jean-Paul Sartre, the Kafka or the Luther King because it’s extremely visible for non-pigeons that it’s overplayed. And… Plus…
When you have some talent, sometimes immense, false humility is definitively useless, except to be accepted by people who might play the exact same game as you. Know your value, even if the official world negates it with the greatest, the blandest, and the most snobbish manners and scorn. We are not them….we are not the elite, which is often composed of money spoiled zombies and people offering places to each other as reward of a good ol’ fellatio in the corridor or under the desk. You are brilliant. Don’t say you try, don’t permanently bow before famous ancestors. Praise yourself if you’re worth it, without bragging, but objectively, praise the others if they deserve it, give and give again even if the feedback is slight or sometimes inexistent. The world needs a revolution, all over, inner included. Art is here, permanent, rich, vivid, unrewarded. Make it live proudly even if the system might never change, cake shared between the same ol’ zombies, fellatios in the corridors and under the desk, and us, working hard to offer presents which are rejected by absent-minded, empty-eyed false connoisseurs.
Basile Pesso, Barcelona/FreeLand, 20 April 2 017 Absynthe Minded, Papillon
anyway, here’s a note to all of you getting frustrated with the shit you see online: You are ultimately the primary curator of the content you encounter so take the time to at least once a year go through who you follow and just unfollow irrelevant or unfriendly content posting sources. Use filters and take the chance to clear out the stuff that pisses you off on the regular.
obviously it’s important to diversify your perspective and go out of your comfort zone but know the difference between doing that and indulging in hate-blogging.
“oh this website is shitty!” every website is shitty, this website has it’s own brand of shitty but others will be equally bad or worse in different ways. take care in what content you follow and you’ll see less stuff that pisses you off, you’ll know that there’s bad shit out there regardless but you don’t have to make yourself mad all the time for no reason either.
One more fantastic photographer left Tumblr, and erased her blog...
God fucking dammit, one of the greatest talents here erased her Tumblr... Marta Bevacqua’s huge gallery in the mag is still available, yet, as usual, the images are degraded, as for Kiyoshi Yamaguchi about one month ago…
So many great photographers leave the place, and you know, the lack of firm action of the staff on the topics we often mention is not for nothing in this awful cascade of departures.
We arrive somewhere, we’re enthusiastic. We discover new places, new people, we think we found peace after hell, then a fucker comes, then another, then they rot everything, they start to slander, to transform the stories according to what they remember and which is false, or by real will of destruction.
My examples on the web platforms are significant, but it also happens in life, to strictly every fucking one. After having been erased from Aminus3 where I had spent one year and a very, very successful half, I went to Blipfoto, in January 2 014. Really, there, has been the best mood I had. Globally, the writing level is excellent, as well as the ideas’. It’s more based on comments, is only for English speakers, like that it avoids the French, among which are a very serious bunch of huge pains in the ass, it’s a kind of national spirit to piss off people there. It badly ended three months ago, as many of you know, with the destruction of three years of passion and work, after a harassment and a manipulation of the staff by a harasser.
In June 2 014, two months after my Aminus’ erasure, I found Fotoblur. I invited some of my Aminus’ best friends to come with me, which they did. In the first days, I told one : “Hey ! It seems that we have found THE place”. It was just a start, and I couldn’t know what would happen in the days after. There is, there, a stupendous bunch of psychos, a real asylum. Among this shit, I managed to be successful there, and to direct the group Eroticism and Abstraction. This platform’s level is extremely high, and it was one of the pleasures. This group, for example, was a permanent stunner. Many people trusted me, but the little hands, backstage, were acting. A slander, and I was erased in September 2 014. When the boss, some months later, discovered he had been fooled, he didn’t apologize….and I came on Tumblr, on which I was, but without ever interacting, which I started to do. The experience has been extremely fine for two years and a half, until hell. We dedicate and we offer, but you know….it’s always fuckers who win. They eat the best of us. All we can do is try to keep on among the vampires, or outside, if we prefer to be quiet.
You don’t deserve to be on my blog, and you don’t deserve to be an heroin of my writing in any way except the most farcical. But this evening, I am suddenly having the wish of doing something else, of just talking to you as the human being you have in you. It surely exists. You know I have seen a lot here, especially since your friend slandered me and my girlfriend in the most extreme, vulgar, hateful and followed (by people like you) way. You have followed this shit like a puppy. Like something like 60 persons, all artists. Among this list were people I had done a lot for for a very long time, some I had always had excellent relationships with. We blocked you all and never unblocked you except a few exceptions who woke up little by little. The shock was huge and rotted our life for months, daily, especially by ways you, of course, haven’t noticed when they were obvious and when many people started to notice them, little by little, again. A similar slander and hate rant was added on another photographer, and you enjoyed it in the same way.
Yesterday you finally admitted reality. If you admit it, admit it fully. Yet, what you dared say on me to a friend in private yesterday is an absolute shame. I was thinking that by having watched what I do for months and months, you’d be able to have a little bit more cleverness. It is obviously not the case, and as you might have seen, many people have noticed the events around you yesterday, and what they imply, and mean. This is all I have to tell you.
Generally speaking, every blog or site about curating and exposing “bad” content will eventually go nuts.
Every person who gets invested on their “bad webcomics”, “shitty videogames”, “horrible anatomy”, “things that I don’t like” blogs will at some point go crazy because no human being can expose themselves to constant negativity and bitching about a certain topic and remain sane. The longer it goes the worse it gets and every minor infraction is seen as a blight upon society.
They turn it into a crusade of objective, moral
about fighting “the bad stuff” but in reality they’re just an asshole getting upset about trivial things.
The little recommendation of the day, the week, the year, the decade, the century and the future ad lib : if, as an inhabitant of the Western world, you consider that the world has to be more and more religious, that religion has to interfere more and more in our lives, that women are inferior to men and have to be their fucking servants, that to beat them is allowed by texts, that homosexuality is a crime deserving death penalty, that there are superior and inferior communities, that public expression of eroticism and sensuality, even slight, have to be repressed and punished, sometimes most severely, and that religious views have to be extended by proselytism means, please explain to it by written public means : I will carefully listen to your remarkable arguments, which will show your passion for freedom and the well-being of all of us. I will, unfortunately, keep on respecting you, as it’s the social rule, and as you’re so fucking numerous that no hope is damn possible.
The solution that many of you have chosen since April of last year : to harass like cockroaches with personal painful topics, perfectly represents who you are. Yet, maybe it’s now time to really reveal yourselves, and to express your real opinions. Best of days to you, dudes…
I will never understand why people like to use the term “sold out” when it comes to doing what you love. This isn’t me “selling out” it’s me accepting the fact that I want to do more than just curate other people’s content.
I posted original stuff before and I have seen them take off. But the problem is consistency and being marketable. The consistency problem can be solved, but the marketability requires people to actually WANT to share.
It all goes back to the name being “problematic”. No one wants to interview a viral content manager when there are blogs calling me “The Stormfront for Colored people” or “a blog lead by a Black Woman that hates White people” (there’s so much wrong with that statement that I’m just going to not even bother with correcting it.). Now, if you’re someone who’s been with this blog from the beginning, you know the blog’s former name is a thought-provoking statement, not a racist one. But nowadays, everyone is like “can you say this another way?” I had actual interviews where I gotta keep fixing what I have to say so it doesn’t become a firestorm (and yet somehow, it always managed to be one.)
It comes down to… what do I want to be known as? W3NK started with the intentions of being an experiment, but now there’s so much confusion, that it gets KINDA annoying that I have to fight these fires all the flipping time. And I have to fight more and more fires instead of focusing on what I want to do.
It is NOT an easy decision for me to make. But if this means I get to produced more meaningful content, then I rather do that.
If that means you see me as a sell-out, then I’m sorry to disappoint. But if I can get more people to get behind me, it would be more helpful than them hosing me down. Cause I’m honestly tired of fighting for air.