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Is it just me or did the book dark places just end out of nowhere.? Like duuuudeee the Crystal bitch is still fUcking out there and Y'all not bothered?
‘Cause this is Thriller! One of my favorite things to watch during the Halloween season is Michael Jackson’s iconic music video to “Thriller”. This monster model Illustration was inspired by Michaels’s iconic red jacket look in the video. When researching current menswear looks on the runway, I was struck by this piece by @maisonanggyhaif ‘s Fall/Winter 2017 look. The red leather military style jacket, studded belt and black leather pants all felt very reminiscent of the iconic Thriller look (with a modern take). So here’s my illustration of @maisonanggyhaif ‘ s piece as an homage to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”! 🐺#monstermodels #thriller #thrillermusicvideo #michaeljackson #michaeljacksonthriller #michaeljacksonscream #maisonanggyhaïf #maisonanggyhaif #mensfashion #menswear #happyhalloween #halloween2017 #horrorcouture #hautecouture #fashionillustration #fashionillustrator #queerartist #queerart #michaeljacksonfans #fallwinter2017 #mensstyle
Ok I was looking at TWF stuff and was reminding of this thing that I have on the backburner. I haven't worked on this for a good while (at least a year or more) so it's officially old art😭 I will probably pick this up again sometime so expect some drastic artstyle changes in the future. This was/is a very ambitious project that is basically a TWF video set to Thriller by Micheal Jackson. It was made long before TWF4 and was never meant to be canon or a prediction in the first place, think of it as an au???? Just for fun Programs used: Adobe Animate, Adobe Premiere Pro and a dream Edit: Also I had no clue how to really use Premiere Pro so some of the effects look like ass, the finished version if I ever get to it won't have that stupid vignette on it All visuals seen in the video are made by me. TWF belongs to Martin Walls obviously. You can also find this WIP on my YouTube here:
Classic Hollywood movies have a special charm for me. The acting, the actors, and the craftsmanship are simply from another world. After recently watching Vertigo again, I started looking for more material. I found these in Darmstadt (Shop: Come Back).
What I definitely want to take a closer look at are the old detective movies, where, in a slightly clichéd way, a private detective is hired by a beautiful woman and his life changes abruptly as he gets pulled into a whirlwind of wild events. It's a somewhat distorted idea, but I know that several such films exist, especially in the noir-crime genre. As a child, I watched these kinds of films often, but of course, I didn't note down the actors' names or even the titles because I was simply too fascinated.
Sometimes I wish films would still fascinate me like that today, but they just don't. Movie theaters have become places for mass processing of viewers, lacking charm and spirit. Going to the cinema has lost its sense of adventure for me and has become a triviality, which of course is also due to the films that just don't evoke the same excitement anymore.
Andromedia (1998) dir. Takashi Miike
Harry Belafonte and Carmen De Lavallade in Odds Against Tomorrow (1959) dir. Robert Wise
A Cure for Wellness (2016) | dir. Gore Verbinski
I started writing a book on Qoutev about a serial killer and a horrotlr artist teen forming an aliance.
I hope you like it, if you read it that is.
Raccoon out!
𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆
BEAUTIFUL IN WHITE
Context: For our Creative Writng class, we were tasked to either write a short story or poem using figurative languages. I’m really proud of how it turned out! Hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did! :]
Genre: psychological thriller
“Hello?” I called out in anything but confusion, yet all that ever answered me was my very own voice – each reverberation was intensified until I felt too numb to attempt to find secondary voices aside from my own. From where I lay, I could only stare directly back at the void, who stared back at me like a father looking at his son in chagrin.
Ah. Was what escaped my lips before I looked at my hands in futile.
Recounting what everything looked like before I was set in a field of vacuum, I remembered standing someplace elsewhere.
It was the crows yelling blasphemies in the distance that woke me up from the trance, and I was greeted by seagulls shaking their heads in disdain. For some reason, I had forgotten that my feet were buried underneath a pound of pulverized coral skeletons. The warmth was intensely pricking my skin, plucking it red and rash; yet I had not noticed it.
Raising my head to drink in my surroundings, all I could see were people animatedly conversing among themselves. I needn’t to hear the intensity of the crowd; the vibrations travelling through my system were enough of an evidence to tell me so.
What blockaded all my senses were the turmoil within my heart and the flurry that brewed within my mind. It had gotten hazy. It was so hazy that..
Clutching my chest before I was to be fully enveloped in the haze, someone silently announced their presence like that of a wave sweeping the bays.
She got all heads turning her way.
A ring and a bouquet of sunflowers clutched in palms, illuminated by the sun plastered on her lips. An everlasting linger where amber and green mix willingly, that I asked myself if this was a dream.
“Darling,” you called out to me as you floated across the pathway like a balloon. I could only glint at the ringing of bells as I slowly watched your figure grow into size.
“You look so pretty.” She tells me as she joined with me. She looked, to a fault, beautiful in white as the sun inhabits every flesh of the dress – hanging a mirror in the living room, and putting up curtains to trap the outside heat; I asked myself if this was a dream.
My hands began to sweat as it was tucked behind.
For some unknown reason, as I took in the sight of her wholly, it did not help the tremor that I withheld. It worsened. What was the reason? Why is it shaking? Maybe I needn’t to delve more into it as I knew that it was linked to her overall presence.
How could you laugh as I stood here in comfortable misery, as all wires in my neurons are short-circuiting – all because of you?
“You look beautiful in white,” I whispered to her, and she smiled yet again.
Oh darling, you look beautiful in anything. Purple skies would suit a majesty like you. The pinks of the fragrant roses could wrap your fragile body perfectly. Citrus colors, too, would ideally capture your quirk. But, oh.. Would red perfectly suit you best as well.
You dripping and stained with red from my sleeves that I am not coy to unroll, and we’d dance the night away as you smiled helplessly with your head thrown aback with laughter that was past its ember.
I smiled to myself as I could not wait to see her buried in sheets, stained with her very own maroon.
“Indeed, you look so beautiful in white.” I repeated myself, ensuring that she heard every meaning of each word was packed with.
She looked at me, smiling with pretty crimsons that rivulet down her powdered chin. Her eyes shone darkly at me though, despite the appearance that she is insisting to the public. Of course, no one in the crowd was foolish as they all fell into a collective gasp of terror.
I remember now; I needn’t a light to know that my hands were stained of her maroons that occurred days ago.
I could only laugh to myself as I recalled that very scene. Her, holding that bouquet of flowers tightly as if it were hers – shamelessly facing her own family with a beam.
I regret nothing.
She was nothing but a poser who ensured her sister was now lying in a field of white chrysanthemums.
A little Klayborg with the wolf mech from Scandroids thriller cover :)) happy Halloween y'all!
an old one, i love rocky horror picture show and wanted to make a doodle inspired by one of the song names, can u guess which song it was? :3
Caricatura em chibi vetorizada dos meus amigos da internet XD
"'Cause this is thriller Thriller night And no one's gonna save you From the beast about to strike You know it's thriller Thriller night You're fighting for your life Inside a killer Thriller tonight, yeah"
http://www.goear.com/listen/b8b48ba/thriller-michael-jacson
I just finished Dune, and not sure which of my three options I should read next, so here's a poll (that inevitably won't really get any votes, so I'll still have to make the decision myself but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
Option 1 - Pariah by Dan Abnett - A book centred around Bequin, a character I liked from Dan Abnetts earlier books (The Eisenhorn trilogy), that goes for being a mind-bending thriller set in Warhammer 40k
Option 2 - The Iliad by Homer (translated by E. V. Rieu) - It's the Iliad. Ancient Greek story of Achilles' rage, and the horrors of the siege of Troy
Option 3 - The Infinite and the Divine by Robert Rath - An odd couple comedy about a pair of immortal, kinda-undead robots that hate each other. Also 40k
Concept art for a short story i’m thinking about //whoop whoop
Random 4 in the morning ramble but I just finished a good read and want to share it with any fellow readers who enjoy a good "Who done it" thriller:
The story's about a woman whose father was a notorious serial killer, and 26 years later it appears that a copycat is committing the same crimes.
I won't say too much about the reveal but I personally thought it was a pretty good one, and I enjoyed how the author didn't glorify the main character's dad the way some books do with serial killers. The descriptions are just straight facts and that's it. Nothing about how he's sooooo skilled and as if he's someone above other human beings and so cool and all that shit.
So yeah if there are any book worms interested it's on Kindle books or whatever the apps called (I'm too tired to remember the name idfk) It's for free if you have a prime subscription 😎👍
Ok that's all, goin to bed. 👋
James A. Janisse also known as Dead Meat
