Sunday, February 7, 2010

Reptilian Brain: The Photograph

That pesky amygdala...Does anyone else have trouble with theirs? My sister is visiting and she had to sort me out twice yesterday, once of for smartassery and once for butting in. Here's a musical link for a blast from the past, to see just how pretty a certain yoga practitioner, AKA the Ace Face, was back in the day. For some reason this video clarified for me the descent of Steampunk from the Mad Max films.

~Illustration version later today~

15 comments:

ger said...

Poor little dragon... that´s how I feel, too - isn´t the world a big grey(!) place + life a gravelled road...?!

Ginga Squid said...

Ooh he looks a bit scared - as if something else is about to fall on his cute little green head?

Joei Rhode Island said...

Sure do .... it's why I laugh at the 'wrong' time and forget to smile insincerely. =-)

Poet in Residence said...

Q.
to squeak or not
to squeak
that is the noble question:
whether 'tis good to be green
and suffer ... or hide ...etc ...?

A.
if my brother's staffordshire bull terrier was to see that green thing it would last about as long as a busted tennis ball ...and that's not very long at all ...grrr... here he come NOW --- no Benny , NO! Aarg, sorry - too late.

AJ "Rohzi" Ellington said...

I literally laughed out loud at the term "smartassery." I will have to feature that in my next blog.

P.S. I LOVE The Police. You're my kind of gal.

Jasmine said...

Love the picture. I used to go to a school in Newcastle that had once een a grammar school. It was on the top of a hill sandwiched etween two catholic schools. Both Neil Tennant and Sting used to teach in St Cuthberts, the boys school. I always thinl of Sting as a teacher and somebody who as unecessarily rude to Melanie Griffiths.

Cláudia said...

I didn't know a thing about reptilian brain. Now, thanks to your posts, I found out not only what reptilian brain means but also the reason why I am what I am.

I'm afraid my reptilian brain presents itself as the captain of my soul almost every day and it has been difficult for me to resist his charms lately...

grrl + dog said...

How we all have ripened into who we are today.

25 years ago I served them drinks (police) and now I like his music more... and his philosophy.

He does not play up on
tour either... sting that is.

grrl + dog said...

eat,

devour, fight, run, fornicate

life's simple with a reptile brain.

California Girl said...

hahahahaha! Love this!

Titus said...

I want one!

ArtSparker said...

Titus- Are you talking about the Stingster? Cause unless you're REALLY angelic, you probably have a reptilian brain bruied within...

ArtSparker said...

Titus- Oh, maybe you meant a sorter-outer....or a sister...

get zapped said...

They have a way of getting out! So determined!

Titus said...

Oh no, I have my own reptilian brain, and not buried too deep either. A sister? There's a thought I very rarely ponder: is it possible to imagine your own family dynamic changed by one other sibling? Possibly, but a little too scary to contemplate having to share my uniqueness caused by the simple virtue of being born female.

I married the sorter-outer.

Sorry to be so mundane. What I want is the little green dragon. Must have a dragon photo-call one of these days.