Tragedy - Blog Posts
If I believed in god I would ask him why he did this to me.
But I do not.
If I believed in myself I would ask me how I let this happen.
But I do not
"You look at him and see the stars and he looks at you and sees the sun and then you both think the other is looking at the ground."
Chico State Animation Studio Productions presents S-Car-Go A group of ill fated snails try to escape tragedy by making it to Snail's Paradise. Will they make it?
══════════ FULL CREDITS ══════════
► Producers ○ Mark Pullyblank- The Grand Puhbah ○ Christopher Beatty- Producer / Storyboard - christophbeatty@gmail.com ○ Nick Bishop- Producer & tech support
► Directors ○ Dan Troxel- Director and Screenwriter - d_man916@hotmail.com ○ Marcelo Chavez- Assistant Director / Animator ○ Tina Backlund Newton - Assistant Director/ Animator / Grand Squasher of Bugs
► Tech Directors ○ Kevin Hand- Technical Animator, Main Rigger. ○ Jordan Merwin- Lighting- Render Wrangler- Technical Director
► The AWESOME CREW. ○ Gage Sharp- Environmental Lead ○ Aaron Lutes- Character & Assets Modeler - alutes.modeling@gmail.com ○ King Chang- Character & Assets Modeler ○ Elise Wood- Environmental Modeler ○ Roger Thor- Animator, Lighter, Rigger - rthor91@gmail.com ○ Chris Velarde- Animator ○ Kollin Stewart - Animator ○ Kiljan Cochan- Animator / Storyboard ○ Zach Polic- Animator / Storyboard ○ Nnamndi Johnson- Kanu- Animator ○ Brad Nevins- Animator ○ Zach Helfand- Animator ○ Cameron Shultz- Animator ○ Travis Souza- Animator / Generalist / Animatic - silvershadow558@yahoo.com ○ Alisha Murray- Concept Art ○ Nick Saldana- Texture Artist/ Modeler / Storyboard
♫ The Righteous Sound Crew ♫ ○ Kyle Carlson-Sound Designer ○ Max Besterman- Composer
► Technical Notes Animated in Autodesk Maya. Rendered with Deadline.
Babe, there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you...
One hundred and thirteen years.
One hundred and eleven years.
We know you were terrified, brave, horrified, strong, resilient, panicked, and courageous, and we honor you this night of the year. Death is not failure. Your lives were you and you remain wonderful, somewhere out here in our atomic jigsaw of existence. I’m so sorry you experienced such horrors.
Deepest of peaceful rest to you.
One hundred and eleven years.
We know you were terrified, brave, horrified, strong, resilient, panicked, and courageous, and we honor you this night of the year. Death is not failure. Your lives were you and you remain wonderful, somewhere out here in our atomic jigsaw of existence. I’m so sorry you experienced such horrors.
Deepest of peaceful rest to you.
that feeling when you bring eight tragedies along to a family friend's destination wedding trip.
i got my girlypop greatest tragedies o shakespeare and my theban plays
i regret nothing.
I seek for the universe yet it does not seek me back; a travesty, it called me.
The moon weeped the stars alive, and then me. It weeped me alive.
So mon amour, I am not just any travesty, but the moon's.
I am the moon's travesty.
Whispers in shadows, Crimson stains on silk and skin, Fates intertwined here. 🔫
To love someone is to simply turn around.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke
kiki has died of hypothermia
A crow lands on one of the warning signs around the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone ☢️
It puzzles me when people cite LOTR as the standard of “simple” or “predictable” or “black and white” fantasy. Because in my copy, the hero fails. Frodo chooses the Ring, and it’s only Gollum’s own desperation for it that inadvertently saves the day. The fate of the world, this whole blood-soaked war, all the millennia-old machinations of elves and gods, comes down to two addicts squabbling over their Precious, and that is precisely and powerfully Tolkien’s point.
And then the hero goes home, and finds home a smoking desolation, his neighbors turned on one another, that secondary villain no one finished off having destroyed Frodo’s last oasis not even out of evil so much as spite, and then that villain dies pointlessly, and then his killer dies pointlessly. The hero is left not with a cathartic homecoming, the story come full circle in another party; he is left to pick up the pieces of what was and what shall never be again.
And it’s not enough. The hero cannot heal, and so departs for the fabled western shores in what remains a blunt and bracing metaphor for death (especially given his aged companions). When Sam tells his family, “Well, I’m back” at the very end, it is an earned triumph, but the very fact that someone making it back qualifies as a triumph tells you what kind of story this is: one that is too honest to allow its characters to claim a clean victory over entropy, let alone evil.
“I can’t recall the taste of food, nor the sound of water, nor the touch of grass. I’m naked in the dark. There’s nothing–no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I can see him with my waking eyes.”
So where’s this silly shallow hippie fever-dream I’ve heard so much about? It sounds like a much lesser story than the one that actually exists.
The Road to War, especially in modern times, is one of tragedy instead of triumph. There is no glory in the effort, only horrific waste, atrocity, and suffering. The lives lost, the destroyed futures and potentials of what could be, these are the melancholy thoughts that weigh on people like Theodon when he rides to war with the rest of Rohan. I’ve heard it said that one of Tolkien’s favorite passage was the one of The Witch King of Angmar entering Minas Tirith. The moment of hopelessness and overwhelming despair gives way to the coming of the dawn; no matter how dark the night or how evil the storm, the darkness will be undone, but it will not be cast away solely by inaction or submission to its will, you need to stand against the storm, to ride out and face it, so that the sun will shine for another day perhaps even if you may not live to see it.
“And in that very moment, away behind in some courtyard of the city, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of war nor of wizardry, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn. And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns, in dark Mindolluin's sides they dimly echoed. Great horns of the north wildly blowing.
Rohan had come at last.” (Link)
Should you ever ride to war, take heart if it is in service of a cause or a people that only wish to be free or live in peace. The world we share today is smarter, healthier, and more connected than ever because the decrease in war, sickness, and ignorance. I’m not sure if that fight will ever be done and if we will see the end to war, but it our duty to do what we can to preserve and expand the work of those that came before us for the betterment of mankind, and face down and roll back those who would for their own reasons rather see the hard won progress of the last century undone. Hope always for peace, save war as the last resort, but be ready to fight to protect the things you cherish most in order to ensure their survival to the future.
I feel like people miss the point of the "war is bad" message
What it's supposed to mean is that war is terrible, it's destructive, it ruins lives, it leaves scars, and you should only partake in it when there are no other options, because even if you win, even if you survive, you will not be the same, which is why the phrase used to be more commonly known as "war is hell"
But "war is bad" seems to have been construed by people in fandom into "any fighting is bad, if you fight you're morally terrible and impure, you should not fight at all, no matter what", this is annoying in fandom, as it often misses the point fiction is trying to make, but what's worrisome is when people apply this to real life, as I have seen people do regarding russia's invasion of Ukraine
And that's almost never the point of "War is Bad" works
Works like Lord of the Rings, Avatar The Last Airbender, Transformers, The Clone Wars, Halo (especially Reach), etc all have themes on how horrible war is, but they categorically do not say it is wrong to fight, what they say is usually along the lines of "war is terrible, and what makes it so terrible is that we have no choice but to fight, it would be ideal if we didn't have to fight at all, but we must fight, because not fighting is not an option, because not fighting, not opposing tyranny, conquest, and evil only allows those things to exist unimpeded"
Rene Magritte, The Survivor