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Showing posts with label Monster Fighters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monster Fighters. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 July 2014

In which it is all about cyber and vampires

 

I just finished reading Laurie Penny's Cybersexism, a published essay that gave me a well needed kick up the ass.

If you're not spending your time under the thrall of Twitter or reading the leftie British comment pieces or worshipping Molly Crabapple, she may have slipped you by. Laurie Penny is a UK political and popular culture journalist. She's also about my age, interested in Internet rights, looks like an extra from a My Chemical Romance video, and writes in a tone that is both confident and confessional.

Cybersexism is the second of her essay-style published works I've bought. The first one was Discordia: Six Nights in Crisis Athens which was a fascinating piece of modern journalism accompanied by Molly Crabapplie's ever fantastic art. It's why I really love it when Laurie Penny does write about politics, rather than feminism because I think she has a really great skill for highlighting unseen stories. However, sexism clearly pisses her off. And of course, editors do like getting women to write about being women, rather than about the rise of European Fascism.

All that being said, I really got a lot out of Cybersexism. She covers a whole load of topics around the Internet. Why the cyberpunk writing vision of a place where gender is irrelevant became a place became a place where a woman blogging about comics has to worry about her physical safety.

But Laurie Penny's piece is not just a theorum or a nostalgic musing on the early days of the web. It's inspiring and friendly.
It told me not to wilt under the cry of attention seeking.
It told me that just because I can write doesn't mean I can't code. That I shouldn't hold onto this idea that maths is not for me. and I can learn anything I want to.
It reminded that I don't have to be a coder or hacker-nerd to be fighting for Internet rights.
It reminded me that I wrote a second dissertation just for fun on Harraway and cyborgs in The Wolves in the Walls. How I loved that line about existing in the in-between spaces. That I too would rather be a cyborg than a goddess.

I grew up on Sheroes, a feminist forum for teenagers, where I learnt about the evils of slut shaming from a cheerleader turned professional boxing teacher. Where the writer I admired most responded to the trigger warninged rants of teenager girls on the busiest section of the forum. So, the Internet has always been about feminism and justice for me, but it's also been about community. It's why I love blogging, and why I found the essay very close to home. And why I have hope that the Internet still can be for everyone.

Funnily enough she also has a new book out just now called Unspeakable Things which also includes a fair chunk of Cybersexism I've heard. That's why I just got round to reading the book before that... You should see my to read list.



Angry faces
Happy Faces
Obviously the proper use of Edgar Allan Poe is modelling your collection of Lego monsters.





I also love my Lego monsters. I used my 2 latest figures, my gorgeous vampire couple to illustrate this piece. I built them out of the jumble of body part boxes at the Lego Store where you can make your own people. They are also almost nothing to do with my review of the essay, I just really liked the pictures.

Saturday, 1 March 2014

In which Dr Jeckyll is unleashed upon my Lego



I hope you're not tired of Lego. I hope you're not tired of me. Because Lego and me currently we go together very well.
I mentioned my love of Lego to a new person this week and they gave me a look somewhere between utter confusion and mild disgust. It was a little jarring to suddenly remember that there are people who don't respond to that information with 'Oh really? How fun!' Because that's what it is.
There are sometimes weeks where I don't 'play'. Where I don't make anything or photograph any toys. True. But the days when Andy and I tip up the box of Lego, or Playmobil (sadly neglected of late) and just get on with making are so much fun. So if this is all a little weird for you, please move on now and maybe just browse the posts tagged 'outfit'.

Still here? Well then, on Sunday, post-Lego-Movie we took the inspiration message of abandoning the instructions, to build where our hearts take us. I broke apart Gandalf's Cart and a boat and a helicopter and used the parts to make an evil steampunk laboratory, complete with a torture table and captured zombies. And then a flying wagon driven by a Cyclops on his way to rescue his friends from experimantation.
Not what sure what that says about my heart. :)

"Let us out of here! You're the monster!"

"Nooo! Stop this!"
"Twitch"
"Zombie don't bleed! Imposter!"

"Checking on the specimens"


"My new concoction will improve the monsters"

"We will save them Teddy"



"Rocket launchers out"


"And back into the sunset"