Artists are, in order:
- Sean Poppe, http://beardedruckus.tumblr.com
- Jordan Kotzebue, http://kotzebue.tumblr.com
- Caanan Grall, http://occasionalcomics.com
- Jesse Nylund, http://completelyseriouscomics.com
- Ed Siomacco, http://edsiomacco.tumblr.com
- Sally Jane Thompson, http://www.sallyjanethompson.co.uk
The best part is that there’s a fairly decent chance, given the background of the photo (dry wilderness and scrub brush) that the firefighter in this picture is a Hotshot—
And Hotshots, along with Smoke-Jumpers, are sort of like… Okay. If firefighters are rockstars, Hot-Shots are Queen and Smoke-Jumpers are whatever Tony Stark uses to rev himself up for badassery.
Hotshots are elite firefighters who train extensively and are inserted into high-risk terrain in order to fight the fire on the ground.
In layman’s terms—if there’s a forest fire threatening your house, the hotshots are the dudes digging the fire trenches while whirling beams of fire snap give feet from them.
And then, then, there’s the Smoke-Jumpers. As their name implies, they jump smoke.
In layman’s terms—the fires the hotshots can’t reach by land? Those crazy fuckera PARACHUTE into forest fires.
Because jumping out of a plane isn’t scary enough, they do it in near-zero visibility, through scorching smoke, with the risk that the thermals and currents could blow them right into a burning tree, to pick a landing spot so they can then be in remote backwoods wilderness with minimal hope of rescue if something goes tits up.
So yeah. If this lady’s an urban firefighter she’s a huge badass. But if my guess is right and she’s a more elite unit, then I want to have her gay babies like, yesterday.
Incidentally, the first SmokeJumpers (Triple Nickles) were the all-African American paratroopers of the 555th Parachute Infantry during WW2, when the Japanese sent 900 fireballoons into the American northwest forests. They fought 1200 forest fires in 1945. Deanne Shulman was the first female smokejumper in 1981
Excellent addition to the post, thank you! :)
The thread got better.
Just so everyone knows, this picture was taken in Colorado Springs, which in the past two years has had two of the most destructive wildfires in the state, in some of the most extreme territory for firemen to work with, with some of the worst weather. (want an example of the conditions? Image search Waldo Canyon Fire.)
So the chances that she is a hotshot or a smoke jumper are indeed in the high ninetieth percentile, if not 100%.
She is absolutely as fucking badass as the above commenter suggests.
so cool …!
“‘Jumping into a fire is, of course, very appealing. It would be to anybody, right?’ That’s how Jody Stone explains her career choice. She is one of the elite in the corps of wildfire fighters: a smokejumper.
Smokejumpers are the troubleshooters of wildfire-fighting efforts. There are roughly 370 wildfires currently burning in the United States. Smokejumpers are dispatched to the fires that are too remote, the terrain too rugged, or the heat and flames too intense to reach otherwise.
The work is back-breaking and dangerous and the hours are exhausting. You have to love it to do it, and smokejumpers are nothing if not passionate about their work.” - National Geographic
"Another pioneering woman, Kim Maynard (Missoula ‘82), who rookied shortly after Deanne, jumped for eight years and became the first woman squad leader, said, "It’s about being who you are — isn’t it?" She spoke of a time about two years in when she doubted that jumping really was for her. She recalled listening to her guts and realizing that everything about jumping was truly her: "the jumps, being in the woods, chewing tobacco, all night digs, wild nights and tequila." She noted that the thread through her life has been all about adventure — learning and doing something that matters." - Smokejumpers.com
“‘Smoke jumpers are considered elite because it’s a glamorous way to arrive at a fire,’ said Sandy Brown, Payette National Forest public information officer. Brown and [Gene] Benedict said program trainers treated Ms. Shulman no differently than the other trainees.
'There were no special favours, but there were no roadblocks, either,' Benedict said.
Shulman said she does not know whether a female smoke jumper will face problems on the job, but the prospect doesn’t cause her much anxiety.
'I don't know whether there'll be resentment; I don't try to look for negative things,' she said. 'When I'm on a fire I don't think about being a woman. People remind me by looking at me or saying “Oh, look at the girl.”'
But most comments aren’t so vicious that they can’t be answered with a swear word or two and then be discounted, she said.” - The Spokesman Review
What badass ladies.
/rolls up sleeves
/sobs in a corner
Another Magical Viking Girl!
Took some influence from the Varangian guard armors but just put it on an adorable badass with an axe.
I also like the idea of the girls getting bigger, taller and tougher when they transform <3
"Nope", the anime.
Based on that hilarious text post.
I really try to keep my comments short here so I’ve just written and deleted, like, 20 paragraphs.
Basically this is the main character of a story I am not skilled enough to write, but it’s basically what happens after the big final showdown. She’s an amalgamation of all the Chosen Ones of recent YA literature, and the story is just her, like, coping with the fact that her entire life leading up till now has been about carrying out her destiny, beating the big baddie and everything and now…she’s got to deal with living the rest of her life. Which, as we all know, is fucking hard enough as is.
In an ideal world, Rainbow Rowell would write this.
“[content note: PTSD, torture]
I didn’t realize that torture doesn’t end when you’re freed. People think it does. People who’ve never been through torture think that when the physical injuries heal, you’re healed. They’re wrong.
Torture plays tricks on your mind. ‘You’re weak and scared,’ it says. ‘You think you’re in control? Hah!’ it says. ‘Doubt yourself. Worry, and question, and fear,’ it tells you.
Pain can be very convincing.”
Tobias, Animorphs #43 “The Test,” credited to K. A. Applegate (ghost-written by Ellen Geroux)
This quote. When I read “The Test” (I was in eighth grade, if I remember right) this little block of text was burned into my brain. It helped me understand how torture works, and when I began to read about post-traumatic stress disorder, this quote kept coming back to me again and again and again.
Animorphs’ consistent portrayal of PTSD as suffered by its characters was one of the most influential things I read growing up, and these three paragraphs are by far the most memorable and well-written example.
Alright guys, Let me tell you about Cybersix.
As a kid I was super obsessed with stories featuring cross-dressing/queer ladies. My three favorite TV series were Rose of Versailles, Anime San jushi (aka story of the three Musketeers but with Aramis being a cross-dressing and amazing lady) and Cybersix.
Cybersix is a super short series (13 episodes that you can behold on youtube) about a girl who was created in a laboratory as a super human in a series called Cybers. Judged too powerful, they are all destroyed by their creator, an evil pseudo Nazi. All but two: Cybersix, who escapes and hides in a city by dressing up as a shy male literature professor, and her brother Data, whose brain is in a really awesome black panther body now.
The professor sends his horrible bratty son to catch her and eliminate her. Monsters of the week are sent to battle her. But every monster comes with lessons about kindness and humanity, as they, like Cybersix, question their existence, their humanity, their raison d’être. The show also has an interesting love triangle angle as Cybersix is in a love triangle with herself. She is in love with a school colleague called Lucas, who believes that her male counterpart is also in love with her. Oh, and the show speaks also about addiction, as Cybersix needs to kill other creations like her to drink a substance that keeps her life energy up.
The show what made to me mostly silent. A bunch of useless lines got added because they thought the kiddies would be confused, but you can almost watch it without the sound and get most of the story.
Oddly enough, it’s a kid’s show based on a very adult Argentinian comic. As the comic was translated to French, I borrowed them from the public library around 11, not expecting porn and super adult themes (the love triangle and the addiction themes are really pushed to be mega dark). The comic is much less queer friendly then the animated series as well. So I suggest the TV series first, and the comics if you really, really need more as they tend to be fanservicy and disappointing more then anything else.
This series was incredibly formative for me as a kid. A kickass cybermutant adult superhero lady in a costume that was actually impressive (a feat on its own for a character based on a streetwalker), who wasn’t excessively sexualized (in the TV series, at least), who crossdresses as a male teacher during the day (which, by the way, was a non-issue in regards to everything except for the fact that it was deceptive to Lucas, so that also really informed my perception of gender roles at the time), and has a panther as her brother-partner.
The animation is amazing for such a short-running series. The stylization similarly influenced my art (such as it was) for years. It made use of silence over soundtrack in a way I’d never seen in a cartoon before.
When Wonder Woman left me unimpressed, when I liked Sailor Jupiter well enough but was lukewarm on the other senshi, when most of the superheroes that I really connected with continued to be boys, I wanted to be Cybersix. She was captivating. She was flawless.
13 episodes. Take a weekend and watch them.
I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and a girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue.
Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship: one where the two mutually inspire each other to live.
If I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.
-Hayao Miyazaki (x)
Anonymous said: When you were a student, as an artist, do you ever had those periods in which you thought you were never gonna achieve anything in life and your future was the darkest thing you could think about? If so how did you ever overcame them so you could be the amazing artist you are now? I´m having a pretty bad series of events with my art in Graphic Design and hope just flies away **literally it grew wings and flew**
Oh yes yes.
Art-angst is a familiar country to me- I know the lay of that dim and soggy land all too well.
I go through periodic dry spells- especially with my personal work, where I just seem to fall out of love with art-making and can’t think of anything I want to draw.
But I’ve learned over the last years that those moments are temporary; the feeling vanishes and inspiration comes again.
Lack of inspiration and self-doubt are normal, but it’s important to know that they aren’t the final word on your career as an art-maker.
When that happens, I do two things: One I call the Kiki Method (from Kiki’s Delivery Service). When Kiki loses her powers, her friend Ursula compares her experiences with painting and inspiration to Kiki’s magic:
“I stop drawing. I take walks, look at the scenery, take naps, do nothing. Then after a while, all of a sudden I get the urge to draw again.”
There is more to life than art- than what you do- and it is important to remember that.
So take a break, let the pressure slip away- often art-block is the result of an overgrown feeling of responsibility, pressure and expectations of yourself: the fear of failure. You’re afraid you’ll make bad art, so you stop making any art at all.
But that’s the worst bit!
The only way through to making better art is by making the bad art first. All of it. You have to make every little bit of bad art that is in you before it gets better.
Don’t be afraid- it’s okay to be not-amazing!
Which leads me to the second thing: give yourself permission to suck, and then push steadily ahead.
Accept that every sketch you sketch won’t be the best thing ever- but make them anyways. Make them all, discipline yourself to sketch onward, fill pages with unviewable garbage. It will help, I promise- because you’ll be doing something, moving forward. And suddenly it won’t be about how you feel anymore, or whether you’re inspired.
Sometimes it’s just about pressing on.
Sometimes it’s about accepting as graciously as you can that you’re not the best- but that the only way to get better is to keep going- to keep not-being-the-best. I’m not the best either. You’re in good company :)
But don’t give up, whatever you do. Giving up is the only surefire way to make sure you fail.
With all love: Hang in there- I know it sucks sometimes. Take a break, remember all the beautiful things and people you have in your life, then come back and move slowly, steadily forward. You got this.