#safety poster redraw

[wooden-sails-art]

You can't afford to lose your scrap, now can you?

something about those old safety posters are so fun to me, just the way theyre drawn. reference and un aged version below the cut

edit: added image ID's.

[kanedadaily]

Young Magazine March 21 1983 issue

Redraw note: Kaneda's bangs were made slightly longer below his eyebrow, his chin was shortened too. Text was added to the posters, seems to be from the Public Safety Commission? A poster is also revealed to be about traffic safety (there's another for an evening puppet show..)

[zarla-s]

Ugh gotta do ANOTHER POST to split off the misc index for Handplates because it has too many links and that breaks the post after a while because Tumblr. I’m just gonna put all the Asks here for now. Man it’s been a while since I’ve done an actual ask cluster... I just let them pile up and then it seems so daunting to actually do one...

Main Index Childhood antics, goofy things AUs Solo drawings, other stuff

-Asks I sometimes toss random info about the AU into ask clusters, some may find them interesting, who knows!

Early thoughts

Looking forward clarification

Secret skelesons

Font questions, regrets

Plate details, limb detachment, secrecy, humans

Gaster’s LV and voice

Future plans

Blasters, emotions, how to get through to him

Plate attachment aftermath

why no anesthetic

is gaster bad?

Handprint readers, handedness, violence

Healing efficiency

Gaster’s color, food, helplessness, punishments

Puns, sleep schedules, nightmares, the closed eye, his jaw

AUs, resistance, strength, head explosion

Narrator!Child, Underfell version, crying, why won’t he stop

An announcement, pen settings, killing, random details

A snip about Kingdings

That’s what you get

Cameras, the Child, stats, reproduction, other Gasters, other interests

Why a skeleton, lingering around, chess, badness, perceptiveness

Dreamsharing, separation, songs, blue magic aftermath

Names, fonts, humans, the Core

Shadowplays, his coat, loss of focus, claustrophobia

Similarities with the child, the otherworldly being, damage

Real quick about his magic hand in “Well it’s a start”

Momplates!Flowey, the pillow, stats, when it’s over

Is it over, will Gaster be back, alternate routes, safety rails

Some ukagaka questions

Real quick ghost question

Siblings, soul absorption, civilians

Training montage!

Ghost questions, dodging, old families

Some karma questions

Bonerattling, switching places, as a human, neutral runs, who else lingers

Stats, magic hands, confiding, damage, contacts

Astrology book?????

The magic poster

Namesigns

Speaking wingdings, telling names, skeleton extinction, twitter news

Art differences then and now

Name for the goop monster?

Plate suspicions, gender markers, back talking, soul absorption, comic advice

Blaster development

Mercyplates abilities

Do the brothers have magic hands?

The human’s timeline

Momplates?

Handplates book?

Hand pieces, SOUL pieces

Wingdings on the plates?

Was there any improvisation?

But why Go Long?

Why the greyscale?

Future plans, speculation, the riverperson, the ending

Early sketches and planning

You’ll never leave here

What would you redraw

Sign names

Connecting the plates

Pixel gasters

[apollo-zero-one]

Knife safety

[xtruss]

The sun shines on the rocky ridges of the Valley of the Moon in Chile's Atacama Desert. Photograph By Giulio Ercolani, Almay Stock Photo

Exploring Chile's Atacama Desert! Barren Yet Beautiful, Chile's Atacama Desert is an Alluring World of Sand and Rock.

— By Chris Leadbeater | Published January 4, 2017

It’s there as soon as I emerge from El Loa Airport—a vision so colossal that I find myself taking an unconscious step backwards, as if this will somehow help me to fit the entire thing into my field of vision. Licancabur returns my stare, a peak of such conical perfection that it might almost be the model volcano—an idealized poster image to which less symmetrical fire mountains can aspire. It rears to an astonishing 19,420 feet (5,919 meters), a geographical god among mortals, the rest of the Atacama Desert praying at its broad feet.

I’m so entranced by its majesty that, for two minutes, that crucial word "desert" loses its meaning. But for a vague rumor of snow around the volcano’s pursed summit mouth, I would swear my position was somewhere stormily tropical—some verdant mid-Pacific island or other such enclave where magma-born krakens typically rise from the ground. And yet, all around me, orange dust is swirling, cloaking my boots, sticking to my face—the first reminder that this is not a place of shirt-soaking humidity or deep jungle foliage. This is a realm of sand and rock, baked by the arrogant forcefulness of an unfettered sun.

The Atacama Desert is a conflicted prospect—unflinchingly flat in parts, yet fringed by the last, westernmost outriders of the Andes; a 49,000-square-mile (78,850 square kilometer) pocket that sits at an elevation of 7,900 feet (2,408 meters) yet manages to be one of the most persistently dry corners of the planet (receiving only 15 millimeters of rainfall a year), an inhospitable context for human life that’s sustained busy settlements for millennia—barren and yet beautiful.

You could argue that it’s Chile at its most alluring. True, in a country that supports the grassy expanses of Patagonia and the glaciers and forests of Torres del Paine National Park, that’s quite a statement. Not least because, with a slight redrawing of Latin borders, the Atacama would not be Chilean at all. Wedged as it is into a 600-mile strip in the extreme north of the state, its salt plains and boulders push firmly against the borders of Argentina, Bolivia, and Peru. Yet this merely supplies it with a remoteness that adds to its charm. The Atacama Desert is Chile at its most serrated; Chile without a safety net.

Or, at least, that’s the theory. When I arrive at the Alto Atacama Desert Lodge & Spa, I could barely feel more comfortable. Tucked into a gulch just outside the local "capital," San Pedro de Atacama, this luxury hideaway might feasibly be missed by the unobservant passerby; its adobe-walled suites all but camouflaged by the sandstone ridges framing them. Within, there’s a little spa, a gourmet house restaurant, and a cluster of swimming pools gasping in the morning heat (maybe as much water as can be seen in any one spot in this arid zone).

Over three days, I use the Alto Atacama as a base for forays into the wilderness. The hotel’s daily guided tours sneak guests out through the piercing rays to sample the starkness of their surroundings in small doses. And it soon becomes obvious that, while at first glance only volcanic titans would seem to be at home here, the Atacama Desert has witnessed the ascent and retreat of a long parade of communities—flinty souls carving out a living amid the unforgiving stones. On a low bluff immediately above the hotel, a tumbledown fortress recalls the Licanantay people who constructed it in the 12th century—and the marauding Incas who took it from them in the 15th. These warriors, too, were swept away, by the Spanish conquistadors who barrelled into the region in the 1540s, changing the language of a continent and leaving a mark that’s still visible in San Pedro de Atacama, where compact plazas and squat whitewashed churches still talk of Madrid.

The tale goes back further, to the dim recesses of the eighth century B.C., when the mud-brick village of Tulor (the oldest archaeological site in Chile) stumbled into being under this fierce sky. And to the relatively recent past of A.D. 200, when Calima tribesmen painted their existence onto the clay of a narrow gully—a chorus line of shepherds and sheep, each scratchy line singing through the centuries of stubborn survival in this harsh environment.

Night Sky: The Atacama Large Millimeter Array, located north of Santiago, Chile, in the Atacama Desert, is an international astronomy facility that uses high-precision antennas to advance scientific knowledge of the universe. It is open for public visits by reservation. Photograph By National Geographic Image Collection, Almay Stock Photo

It is, though, precisely this harsh environment that speaks most loudly of the Atacama Desert’s magnificence. Another excursion takes me into the Valle del Arcoiris—"Rainbow Valley" revealing its colors in cobalt, gypsum, and lamprophyre, illuminating the flanks of a forgotten river course in a blend of green, blue, pink, and yellow, as if some geological graffiti artist has been in residence. Valle de la Luna proves aptly named—very much a "Moon Valley" in its extraterrestrial appearance, all cracked earth and unfriendly terrain, pillars of salt torturing the thirsty soil. Valle de la Muerte is also appropriately christened—"Death Valley" issuing a palpable threat to onlookers in its waterless chasms and ravines.

It’s easy, in such a setting, to peer downwards, at the dirt and desolation below your feet. It’s only as the day ends I remember to look up. For all its sharp teeth, the Atacama Desert bathes in a soft glow every evening, revelling in its status as one of the globe’s stargazing hotspots. Everything that makes midday so ferocious—the desiccated air, the lack of cloud cover, the lung-tugging altitude—allies itself to a near-complete absence of light pollution to produce gloriously clear night skies. In fact, so perfect are conditions that the European Southern Observatory operates two bases here: La Silla Observatory and Paranal Observatory, windows on worlds beyond worlds.

Astronomical interest isn’t, however, limited to the professionals. The Alto Atacama features its own high-powered telescope, concealed a short walk from the accommodation complex so as to shut out even this meager possibility of luminous interruption. After dinner I find myself padding through the dusk to its hidden platform, where six lounge chairs are arranged around the device’s metal torso. I’m not alone—five other guests are also here, each as eager as me to scan the heavens. Nor do I feel alone when my turn comes. The sky, through the lens, is twitching with dots and dabs of white, incomprehensible in its enormity. As I crane my neck, I become aware of something on the periphery of my eyeline. There it is again: Licancabur, black against the constellations—a silent guardian of ageless authority.

Four Ways To Take This Trip:

Journey Latin America offers group tours, self-driven excursions, and private trips to Chile. The itineraries cover the length of the country and provide a mix of adventure and cultural experiences.

High Lives Travel runs trips for visitors to the Atacama Desert, through Chile's wine country, and up into the Andes. The group also curates trips specifically focused on wellness.

The Hotel Alto Atacama Desert Lodge & Spa functions as the perfect home base from which travelers can explore the Atacama. Settled amidst the desert's red hills, the hotel offers comfortable rooms and plenty of excursions.

Located in the Atacama Desert, Tierra Atacama Hotel and Spa, a National Geographic Unique Lodge, is a stunning figment of glass and adobe that blends with its natural surroundings and features guest rooms with mountain and volcano views.

— The National Geographic

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[katie-wants-donut]

‘Candy the cat’ A redraw of my (VERY OLD) OC from a safety poster I drew for school in year 4

[rosedemonart]

💜Ok Lovers who loves Nikki Six? This Illustration was a collab of @killustrate_illustrations and I, recreating a VERY OLD Band Tee of MotleyCrue! Slide for Original. Killustrate and I finally got around to signing these badboys after Lockdown prevented their release! Only 10 Prints, Numbered and Signed. A3 Poster Print! Rolled and sent in a canister for safety! These will be added to my Etsy Store for worldwide purchase but social VIPs gets first dibs! $30each plus postage Aussie$12.50 Worldwide $22.50 Paypal ready xxx 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 #limitededition #nikkisix #motleycrue #mötleycrüe #killustrateillustrations #misscherrymartini #rosedemon #bandposter #redraw #hollywood #limitededition https://www.instagram.com/p/CQX0zgSAvxx/?utm_medium=tumblr

[wooden-sails-art]

"Alright, I'm gonna go get our flashlight real quick.

Where does the dropship land again?"

back at it again with more lethal company safety posters, progress pics and inspo under the cut