It turns out that the creature we’ve been calling “Brachiosaurus” — the one with the super-weird nostrils on top of its concave head — is not the same clade as every other one we’ve called Brachiosaurus for the last century. No, the one with the weird nostrils (not, as I was taught, for snorkeling as a submarine gargant, as it would have been unable to breathe with all that water pressure) is now called a Giraffatitan. Which is a pretty wonderful name.
You can find me (Joshua A.C. Newman) at PAX East in the Tabletop area with my krewe, the Indie Bazaar in booth C-2613!
and this very blog
which is where you’ll find my creations before they show up at a table!
Arrival is a melancholy movie, very deliberately built out of paradoxes: fear commissions the operation of reason. Violence induces compassion. Visitors arrive without traveling. Hope exists in the sure knowledge of tragedy. Being a piece of art, it expresses these paradoxes with particular symbols, from the lexical to the musical to the visual idiom that we’re used to in the movies around us. And being a piece of science fiction, it’s concerned with the world of the creators far more than with the world of the fiction, which serves as an extended metaphor for the human experience.
We have a really exciting opportunity to speculate the crap out of things right now! NASA just announced that not only did it find a solar system, Trappist 1, with seven terrestrial planets, but three of them are in the “habitable zone” where liquid water can exist!
This is the first of a series working up to a complete illustration. This is me, coming to understand the basics of brachiosaur physiology.
Print this out and spraypaint over some swastikas! Fascists are losers. Make fun of them. They hate that.
Or you can download a PDF for easy resizing!
(Got a beef with the arrow that wants to crush authoritarian Communism? The one that killed millions in Russia and millions in China? You are not to our Left.)
Gloria Reynolds is an aerospace engineer and comic artist living in the Pacific Northwest. Her posthuman science fiction comic Aphelion is something I’ve been longing for for years: a comic that stretches the imagination and shows images that are uncomfortably unfamiliar, but with rigorous, naturalistic thought applied to the setting and events. I put it on a very narrow shelf with PLANETES and, frankly, not much else.
Gloria sat down for a couple of hours with me on Skype and we chatted about engineering, science fiction, and creative process.
What might physiology look like if a creature has no circulatory system or other differentiation with which we’re familiar? How might that affect its methods of reproducing? Its social life? Its evolutionary process, itself? Let’s explore the idea a little with this modular, fractal critter I’m calling the Phia. Or at least some pieces of it.
…which is much the same as the whole.
Richmont Gan, mechanical illustrator for both Mobile Frame Zero 001: Rapid Attack and 002: Intercept Orbit sent me these pictures the other day, of a Lakota-themed Free Colonies commander and his Hi-Leg mobile frame. He declined a licensing fee, so I’m donating his usual fee to Standing Rock (you should too! Link is in the upper right) and, because Richmont never charges me enough, I’m matching his donation.
Simon Roy’s new comic, Habitat, is, in the best way, horrifying. It connects the greatest taboo among most human cultures — cannibalism — with the sort of quotidian oppression that humans have lived with throughout most of our existence.