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eddiegluskinsbutt:

heyfunniest:

THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY

That is a sense of community right there!

eddiegluskinsbutt:

heyfunniest:

THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY

That is a sense of community right there!

(Source: ForGIFs.com)

laylainalaska:

fuckyeahsources:

Nope. But the real story is better. Bolding mine:

The late Ruth Thompson, a cell painter on “Snow White” who later became a multiplane scene planner, recalled: “We tried everything - airbrush, drybrush, even lipstick and rouge, which is perhaps the basis for the legend because we did, in fact, try it. But nothing worked.

The airbrush was difficult to control on such a small area; drybrush was too harsh; lipstick and rouge unwieldy and messy. Everything proved to be impractical and all hope seemed lost to give Snow White her little bit of color when the idea of using a dye was proposed.

Again Ms. Thompson: “Someone suggested a red dye because the blue day we added to give Donald Duck his distinctive sailor-blue never really could be washed off the cell without leaving a bluish stain where the paint had been applied.”

Ever since the mid 30’s when color became the norm for all the cartoons, not just the “Silly Symphonies,” all paints and inks were made at the studio. During this period as well cells were routinely reused for economic reasons, thus the need to wash them off. Apparently Donald’s special blue color was made with a dye added to the usual powdered pigments. “So we tried that.” As the women gathered around in what must have seemed just another dead-end effort, all eyes became fixed on the red dot which soon became a small glow with no perceptible edge. The hushed silence soon gave way to sighs of relief. The method had finally been found. Now the application.

Among the studio’s many inkers (an extremely demanding profession), was one young lady whose training and skill was unique: Helen Ogger. Just being an inker placed one within the elite confines of this most “holy of holies” area of the Nunnery, as the Ink and Paint Department was so called (Walt had strict and quite Victorian views that the sexes not mingle at the workplace, allowing no male personnel save the “gofer” boy and the paymaster “Mr.” Keener to enter this domain of mostly unmarried women ). But Helen was in addition a very fine cartoonist and one of the few women at Disney’s or anywhere else, who could animate.

Such a seemingly insignificant detail (as the cheek colors) might be thought not worthy of special mention (she, as well as the other inkers and painters, was given no screen credit). But when one adds up the number of footage required to be tinted freehand on each individual cell, the hours suddenly turn into weeks and months. In fact, such a treatment was never attempted again on such a scale and even today, the publicity stills from “Snow White,” most of which do not have the added blush, bear witness to how that little touch of extra care adds to the vitality we see on the screen.

The work was done on all close-ups, most medium shots, and even on some long shots. The Queen was also similarly tinted. Hundreds of hours were needed to complete this task, arduous, repetitive and, of course, hard on the eyes. Ultimately a handful of other girls were needed to assist Helen as the clocked ticked toward the deadline.

Helen had to place several cells together on an animation board, one atop the other, just like in the process of animation, in order to get the ‘registration’ right (the spot of red just right in relation to the preceding and following ones) - all of this without any guide. She would work out her own extremes and then ‘animate’ the blush in inbetweens. Her work deserves admiration and gratitude and it is unfortunate that her contribution has remained unknown and her anonymity unaltered during her lifetime. She was paid, as were the rest of the Inkers, $18 a week, which included a half-day on Saturday and the many, many hours of unpaid overtime “Snow White” would require - all given unstintingly, (by everyone involved, it should be added), to a project whose joy in participating was its own reward.

She eventually became head of Inking and Special Effects and even taught classes in animation at the studio. She left in 1941 (apparently part of the terrible strike that would leave the Disney Studio changed forever), taking her skills with her. She died in Glendale in February of 1980. Perhaps it is safe to say that her departure was critical to the abrupt demise of this now unique effect (it was also used, though on a much smaller scale in both “Pinocchio” and “Fantasia”). None of the other inkers or painters were animators and it is this fact, not just the factor of economy nor the changing tastes, which surely must be considered a reason why such details were never attempted again. The golden age was over.

Also, here’s an interesting article about female cel painters at Disney. I am now fascinated by the idea of writing something with a Depression-era cel painter as a protagonist.

(Source: timblanks)

browningtons:

browningtons:

gothitellic:

browningtons:

Lets see how many people I can meet on call of duty with this

*pssssssst* it’s called a pegasister

its so funny how many people will try to make sure girls call themselves pegasisters as to not feel less masculine even on a joke post that involves call of duty.


this happens every five minutes i swear

browningtons:

browningtons:

gothitellic:

browningtons:

Lets see how many people I can meet on call of duty with this

*pssssssst* it’s called a pegasister

its so funny how many people will try to make sure girls call themselves pegasisters as to not feel less masculine even on a joke post that involves call of duty.

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this happens every five minutes i swear

geekinthebreeze:

4gifs:

Can’t keep meowt. [video]

Is…is that a container full of WATER they put in front of the door?  They had to put in a motherfucking moat to keep this cat out and it STILL DIDN’T WORK?!  This cat is hardcore.

geekinthebreeze:

4gifs:

Can’t keep meowt. [video]

Is…is that a container full of WATER they put in front of the door?  They had to put in a motherfucking moat to keep this cat out and it STILL DIDN’T WORK?!  This cat is hardcore.

(Source: ForGIFs.com)

lincecumesque:

The most hardcore handshake of all time. 

lincecumesque:

The most hardcore handshake of all time. 

thejunglenook:

sinbadism:

glowcloud:

pinkmaned:

muscleprincess:

muscleprincess:

(INDIGNANT HUFFING) NOT ALL M……ale lions

the more i think about it, the weirder this comment seems. how does this man know that being a male lion is more stressful than being a female lion. has he lived as both a female and male lion before. is this man an Animorph

I

male lions rights activist

as a big cat fanatic and a zoo veteran: 
male lions are lazy fucks. they CHOOSE to fight cos they’re BORED.

As a professional Ethologist who specializes in apex predator and primate behavior, I can fully support this lazy lion notion.See this gorgeous guy? 
This is Zero, the most photographed lion in National Geographic history (so I’ve been told). While his huge frame and two-toned mane make him an intimidating sight, he is essentially the biggest baby I observed while in South Africa.
You would hear these deep roaring moans echo across the reserve… and it was Zero, whining for the girls (Maggie and Lisa) to bring him food. The lazy bum would just roll around in the river bed moaning and groaning until the females would show up with a kill. 
Sure, he could fight if there happened to be a rival male in the area. And his ‘mock charge’ display was intimidating enough to keep just about everyone* out of his way… but 99% of the time this guy was all about moaning (for food), mating, and mane-flips.
* - The only animal not run off by Zero’s display was a honey badger, who - true to form - did not care.

thejunglenook:

sinbadism:

glowcloud:

pinkmaned:

muscleprincess:

muscleprincess:

(INDIGNANT HUFFING) NOT ALL M……ale lions

the more i think about it, the weirder this comment seems. how does this man know that being a male lion is more stressful than being a female lion. has he lived as both a female and male lion before. is this man an Animorph

I

male lions rights activist

as a big cat fanatic and a zoo veteran: 

male lions are lazy fucks. they CHOOSE to fight cos they’re BORED.

As a professional Ethologist who specializes in apex predator and primate behavior, I can fully support this lazy lion notion.
See this gorgeous guy? 

This is Zero, the most photographed lion in National Geographic history (so I’ve been told). While his huge frame and two-toned mane make him an intimidating sight, he is essentially the biggest baby I observed while in South Africa.

You would hear these deep roaring moans echo across the reserve… and it was Zero, whining for the girls (Maggie and Lisa) to bring him food. The lazy bum would just roll around in the river bed moaning and groaning until the females would show up with a kill. 

Sure, he could fight if there happened to be a rival male in the area. And his ‘mock charge’ display was intimidating enough to keep just about everyone* out of his way… but 99% of the time this guy was all about moaning (for food), mating, and mane-flips.

* - The only animal not run off by Zero’s display was a honey badger, who - true to form - did not care.

ladydrace:

therealdeepsix:

boneycircus:

itsanexperimentjohn:

evilhouseplant:

oh my good I looked this up on google books and it is an effing goldmine

You’re Welcome.

Yessssssssssssssss

You might also be interested in: Aristotle’s Master piece, not actually written by Aristotle.

OMFG

Pg 28:

"Frank: God who sees and knows all things will say nothing, besides, I cannot think leachery a sin, I am sure if Women govern’d the world and the Church as men do, you would soon find they would account fucking so lawful, as it should not be counted a Misdemeanor.

Katy: I wonder men should be so rigorous against a thing they love so well.

Frank: Only for fear of giving too my liberty to the Women, who else would challenge the same liberty with them, but in fine, we wink at one anothers faults, and do not think swiving (fucking) a hainous sin, and were it not for fear of great Bellys, if it were possible swiving would be much more used than it now is.”

17th motherfucking century, people. 

(Source: bbook)