#super warm red

[vignellicenter]

Vignelli Associates designed this huge neon “G” and the cantilevered stainless-steel benches for this for this 1974 branch of Greenwich Savings Bank lobby at Grand Central Station in New York City.

Architects Kahn and Jacobs / HOK designed the interiors of this two-story branch with a narrow entrance lobby and a 2nd floor where the all the banking happened. A huge two-story mirrored wall made the space feel larger but also created a reflection which doubled everything in the space. It made the cantilevered seating look twice as long and made the “G” turn into a circle.

This branch made the cover of Lighting Design & Application in October 1975 and Interiors in January 1976.

In the Interiors article author BR suggests this contemporary bank has a youthful energy which is full of the glitter and ambiguity of a discotheque. “The cantilevered red and green logo, its neon tubes heat-fused into glass, becomes a full circle through reflection, appearing to hang in space and having an almost revolving effect when viewed from the escalator.”

The rest of the spaces have tons of Italian granite, more stainless steel, custom lighting, and to balance all those hard and reflective surfaces, the “G” shows up on wall tapestries.

Cantilevered lobby seating: Concept by Vignelli Associates; fabricated by Scope Furniture Inc.; upholstery: Knoll Inc.

Neon “G” logo: Concept by Vignelli Associates; fabricated by Country Neon (Plainview, N.Y.)

We recently found this drawing and small pasteups for the big neon “G” in the archives. As always, if you know more about this project, we would love to hear from you!

[sysig]

Can you please draw Edgar and Johnny stargazing or something like that

Day 8 - Stargazing

[t-u-i-t-c]

Bakuage Sentai BoonBoomger

The Rampage is Mine

[tekatonic]

The Infinite drawings I promised ! Inspired from concept art.

[itsbrucey]

Also a Nicky doodle bc I remember the first time I saw the S2 cover art, I thought he had one of those chains between nose and ear piercings and it’s my headcanon he has that bc A: it’s cool as fuck and B: baby Taylor pulling on a piercing/chain is funny and cute

[braisedhoney]

hey bud, can you pass the wine instead of spilling it everywhere pretty please

(super experimental bc i need practice with perspective and lighting lol. tried to limit my color palette and not use any blending modes either. fun challenge!!)

[korkietism]

Red and Mei bathing together after a harsh battle. It starts awkward but then mei is her playful silly self and she wants to be able to touch reds hair. Though he insists on washing her hair first (set the playing field) and she loves it. It’s a tender moment and is safe and loving. They care each other.

[lilyharvord]

RQ Rare Pair Week 2

It's bad, but I didn't have much time to write. I saw the prompt and immediately thought of my babies so here they are. Listen I know it's really bad, but it's honest work XD. Here's NikxCoriane doing their best with my poor writing skills right now. @nortaeventcouncil

The subtle wind off the coast blew the heavy scent of salt and the faint whisper of a storm brewing into the hovel that Nikolas had been huddling in for close to three hours now. They had picked this spot because it had the least amount of visual interference, and the auditory device they were testing seemed to work best when it was pointed directly at its counterpart in the room. However, it meant he was forced to deal with the wind and now the rain when it undoubtedly came. Tugging his dark mask up higher and hunching his shoulders a little more to keep his body heat centralised, he whispered, “All this and for what?”

“You mean you don’t enjoy listening to a senator have a saucy affair?” Came a voice from above him before he heard the light sound of feet landing behind him. He glanced over his shoulder at the shadow that detached itself from the wall off the alcove as it slowly unwrapped the rope from around its wrist. 

Nik frowned under his mask as that shadow slowly approached, and then forced his eyes away and back at the window that was glowing. At least the horrific sounds he had heard coming from that room had stopped. But the light had not gone out yet, which meant that the senator was still awake, and he could at any moment say exactly what they needed to hear. 

The smell of delicious, warm rabbit stew hit him like a truck and sent him reeling. His stomach growled so loudly, he heard her laugh as she offered the bowl to him. “Sorry it took so long. You would be surprised to know how long it takes to get this stuff.” 

Taking the warm bowl in his hands he inhaled deeply and then exhaled a little louder. “I suppose I can find a way to forgive you.” He smiled at her under the mask, and in the dark her amber eyes crinkled with a smile too and she slowly pulled down her mask and brought her bowl up to her lips. He watched her throat bob as she swallowed and he turned his burning face away. The dream he’d had last night as they were travelling via the train here coming to him in full force. When he’d woken up next to her and felt her chest rising and falling against his side he had thought only of the way her breath had sounded in his ear as he’d run his hands up her sides in the dream. And now, huddled in this hovel with barely enough space to be separated from her, it was becoming a serious problem. 

A shadow passed in front of the window and Nik perked up a bit at the sight before whispering, “here we go.” 

“It’s the mistress leaving.” Coriane whispered as she sipped at her soup. 

“And you know that because?”

“Because I saw his wife returning as I was coming back here.” She replied as she leaned back against the wall and stretched her legs out a bit. He glanced back at her before slowly pulling his mask down and forcing himself to lean back and take a sip of the soup. He tried to stifle the groan that slipped past his lips but the warmth from the soup spilled down his throat and he couldn’t help it then. He saw her eyes dilate the slightest bit at the tail end of the noise, and her lips hover over the rim of her soup as she darted her eyes slightly in his direction and then back to the window. 

He swallowed thickly and to break the silence, he took another sip and then asked, “Have your parents written?” 

She shook her head, and then scuffed the heel of her boot on the stone before saying, “No, but they’ll write when they have time.” 

He nodded slowly and sipped at his soup again. Next topic then. “Do you think we’ll actually get anything from this?” He set his mostly empty bowl aside and checked the read on the audio device. The waveforms moved slowly as a conversation carried out in the room. He turned a dial and the warble of the senator’s voice as he conversed with another woman. From the little he was paying attention to, it was just small talk about his day. 

The first drop of rain fell, hitting him on the nose, the second drop landed on his forehead as he looked up. Within seconds it was a downpour. They scrambled to cover the electronics, Coriane’s soft curses drowned out by the rain as they pushed it as far under and behind them as they could. Lightning flashed only a second later, and he froze before pushing her against the stone. Another flash and a bolt hit the tower across from them, burning the after image into his retinas. 

“Off the tower,” Coriane wheezed in his ear as she grabbed the front of his jacket and pulled him toward the rope. “Off the top of the tower.” She repeated as if she could move them faster from the space. He stumbled with her, bagging the machine, abandoning the soup bowls. Another flash and the tower shook with the sound of thunder. He stumbled on the uneven stone and pushed her against the wall as rain pelted his back, driving him into her until he could feel every inch of her back pressing into his front. On instinct, he wrapped an arm around her and she hugged the machine so it was sandwiched and sheltered between her and wall. He would chuck it away if he could, they hadn’t gotten anything useful anyway. 

Her breaths were rapid against him, and for the first time, he saw how afraid she was. There was not much that put her in that position anymore. He hugged himself closer in response, pressed his face into her hood and whispered through the fabric to calm her. Her hand squeezed his wrist in response as they waited in the dark for the worst of the storm to pass. 

It was close to an hour before he could peel himself off of her. The rain had lightened to a heavy drizzle, and the stone was slick under their boots and hands. Climbing down the weakened side of the tower would be perilous, if not stupid. 

“We’ll have to try and climb down at dawn, when we can at least see our footing better.” He whispered, trying to remember how easy it was to view the tower from the bridge spanning over east and west Archeon. She didn’t respond, and she didn’t remove her hand from around his wrist. His heart fluttered in his chest at the skin on skin contact, and he silently chided himself for the stupid thought. This was a serious, life-or-death scenario, if they were caught, there was no hiding, no cover story for what they were doing up here. But he was thinking about his best friends hand on his wrist, and how her breathing had evened out, and how she still somehow smelled like firewood while soaked to the bone. He couldn’t tell if she noticed his accelerated heart rate, nor could he tell if she noticed the way his thumb softly moved over the hem of her pants unconsciously. She was closer than she had ever been to him, and it terrified him at the same time that it drove him just a little bit insane.  

“You can let go of me then.” She whispered to the stone in front of them, and he immediately dropped her, feeling his face flush in embarrassment. Her eyes were uncertain as she glanced at him and then down at the device in her hands. He didn’t even remember fully handing it to her. But he also didn’t remember wrapping his other arm around her either during the worst of the storm. 

He glanced quickly around the small space, spotting a tiny lip in the alcove that was partially sheltered. “Here.” He cleared his throat on the word and pointed to it, nudging her in the direction with a nod. 

Wordlessly, they settled into the space, their sides fully pressed together, their wet clothes sticking to them like second skins. He could feel the warmth she was releasing as she hugged the machine close. 

“You should… put your arm around my shoulders.” She whispered, and he almost bit his tongue off in surprise. 

“What? Why?”

“I’ll… I’ll try to keep us warm while we wait for dawn. Just, put your arm around me.” She insisted as she turned her body a hint and put more of her skin against his. 

The movement he made was jilted and awkward, until he settled his arm around her, banded it across her collarbones to hug her other shoulder and bring her closer. Immediately, he felt the wave of heat she released. It was less like the blistering heat he knew she could make, and more of a summer breeze. And even though it was supposed to warm him, it sent a shiver down his spine instead. 

He looked to the sliver of the ocean he could see, and prayed silently that the sun had hours left before it had to rise. 

[ispyspookymansion]

How do u like to make ur rice and beans? What kinda beans?? Ngl it sounds good but I’m just imagining a can of baked beans 😅

omg. its pretty basic! i make mine in an instant pot but i saute onions and jalapeños, then use brown rice, black beans, diced tomato, cumin, chili powder, garlic, salt, pepper, lime juice, and vegetable stock. after its cooked i mix in fresh green onion and cilantro, and then garnish with more fresh cilantro, green onion, jalapeño, and lime as needed when i serve it up ^_^

[jils-things]

i know me and my friends tend to joke a lot over how red is (hc) huge and how hes basically caked up and down 😭😭but that genuinely comforts me because i can hug someone and feel super warm and comfy (aka chest lol) but i mean this in the most wholesome way i promise asdkaldkadjak <3333🥺

[sunkingwrites]

wait i just realised how much colder it would actually feel in Canada and went NO FUCKING WONDER YOU’RE ALWAYS COLD oh my fuck. i’m so sorry you’re in a perpetual freezer. how are your toes doing, do you even know if they’re still there???

Counting my toes rn, they're all accounted for!! I wear big socks and my slippers most of the time I'm in my apartment, but I just succumb to the cold most of the time hfbsjdn- I live more inland on the island so at least there's that, but the wind on a maritime island is still cold as fuucckk soo- the only option is to bundle up.. which for some reason I'm always forgetting to do, I say it's for fashion purposes but I really just underestimate how cold it's going to be, rip me 😵

[raspberrysmoon]

i wish i got more asks but mostly because the serotonin boost i get from typing out and seeing "alice" in my asks tag is insane and i wish i could get it more LMAO

[loregoddess]

not to be a pretentious art grad student, bc I know most of the art tutorials that circulate the interwebs were made in good faith by self-taught artists, but nothing changed my perspective and use of color the same way reading "not all blues are cool, and not all yellows are warm" (that is, there are cool and warm colors, but every possible hue has a warm and cool variant), which I read in Drawing & Painting Fantasy Landscapes & Cityscapes by Rob Alexander. the book did not actually help me with drawing or painting landscapes or cityscapes, but it was packed full of the best breakdown of art basics that I've ever come across anywhere and still made me a better artist as a result

[what-the-fuck-khr]

I really should go to the doctors and try and figure out just what the fuck my skin is doing lol

[bobzora]

i just spent way too long analyzing goro various eye colors but like his eyes are so full in the p5x art. like so sad so dull

theyre almost grayed out which doesnt even match up with his concept art and sprites, which have a dark but rich reddish brown

going further makes it less and less credible, with princely goro art having consistently red tones in his eyes in both vanilla and royal

royal specific art goes as far as enhancing the red to make his eyes more striking, my personal favorites

the literal only image i can see the p5x team referencing his eye color from is this SINGLE princely aot art, where his colors are intentionally dulled out for stylization and his features are softened to give him the real "prince" vibe

but even then, his cut-in is STILL the reddish-brown.

in other words tl;dr even though the art is incredibly cute and i love how fluffy they made his hair i consider this dulling of one of goros most striking features a disrespect upon my boy. for shame

thanks for the ask hehe...i think really inconsistent colors in persona games/art are really funny. like... what's fuuka's hair color? femc's? rise's, sometimes? atlus doesn't know!

his q2 art/model also has very red eyes:

and so does that one cg from royal:

his prince all out attack gives him brown eyes more yellowy than his hair which i don't think i've seen elsewhere? (meanwhile the other aoa is like. really red to pop against all the grays blues & blacks)

i do agree on the preference for when they're redder, haha. i definitely default to red eyes when i'm drawing him ^_^

anyway here's his green-eyed velvet-style p5x recolor lol (x2 cuz he's big)

[thedreadvampy]

Otis started eating again last week so that's a relief! Gonna take him back up to 2 mice next week and the week after so he's well fed when we go away ❤️