Some random thoughts...

Ok. I lied.
I lied when I said that I've been fascinated with this stuff as long as I remember.
I lied because I remember the exact moment when something switched in mind. Since that moment, I have never been able to get back.
That exact moment is when I saw this:

I was a child. No more than 7 or 8 years old. I remember I was watching this movie that my father has videotaped from tv. It was afternoon, my mother was in the kitches, and I sat on the carpet in front of the TV watchin "that movie with cyborgs" when... BAM!!!!...this scene hit me like a brick in the face.
I remember at the time I was pretty confused, as I could not understand exactly WHY what I had just seen had hit me so hard, nor why I felt the need to rewind the tape and watch it again. Which I did, silently, with an eye on the kitchen door to sse if my mother was going to come out of the kitchen. I don't know why, but I had the feeling that, even though that scene was one of the most amzing things I had ever seen, my mother wouldn't have approved of me watching it again and again...
But I couldn't help it... The sight of that woman (..I know it's a cyborg but it DEFINITELY has the looks of a woman...) flipping to the room and so effortlessly beating up the hero (....the HERO...the tough guy... not a minor character... jeez, she was beating up INDIANA JONES!!!) to the brink of unconsciousness, squeezing him with her thighs was mesmerizing to me. I had a ffeling that it was perfectly RIGHT for her to beat him, because she was clearly stronger than him. Also, the way she dies implies that,after all, he has NOT beaten her, and that she could have easily killed him if it had been a simple hand to hand fight (..and if he had not been the main character, of course...).
This it what started it all, for me.

A collateral thought: why did Ridley Scott put this scene in the movie, back in 1982? I admit did not read the Philip K. Dick novel, and thus I do not know if it was in the book as well, but it makes me wonder anyway... Maybe this fascination with strong women has been going on for a lot of time, more than we imagine... Who knows?... Maybe evern good old Ridley is into it.... And maybe he's reading this post right now... And maybe his nekt movie will be about a cheerleader supermodel that enters the WWE and beats the crap out of every male wrestling superstar and becomes world champion.... OK. That was too much even for me.

Bye

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Some introductory words

Hi everybody.

Guess I have to write a short introductory note about this blog.

As many people out there, I have always (well, as far back as I remember, at least) been fascinated with the concept of the "battle of the sexes". 

The idea that there is an undergroud, hidden, occult conflict between the sexes has always been in the back of my mind. Sure, we love each other and care for each other and depend on each other, but the feeling that men and women are different as day and night (to use an original metaphor - sorry, it's late while I'm writing) has always been there.

In my twisted mind this leads to inevitable conflict.

I know, many of you people will protest something like "there is no need for conflict, we are just different, threr is no such thing as a better or a stronger sex" or something in this vein of thought...

Yet, yet...

It's like the superbowl, or the champions league final match. Two teams get there. They may play with different tactics, have different strengths and weaknesses, and they may both be desrving the title. But only one will win.

As I think about the relationship between men and women I feel there MUST be one winner of this competition.

And I think WOMEN are the winners.

I will not try to argument this, nor to explain how I reached this conclusion. It would be an excercise in futility. Everyone of us has his or her own feelings about this topic, and I will not try to convince you I am right.

The funny thing is that, luckily for me, the superiority of the female sex has gradually turned into some sort of... fetish, I guess. And when I discovered the beautiful world of 3D graphics, it came natural to me to recreate my imagery through pixels and renders.

So here I am. Creating a bolg, a little place to share my images with the lucky (or unlucky) few who happen to share my interest and to like my "art".

I am a newbie at creating CG, so do not expect excellent quality renders. But feel free to comment, or give advice or opinions by writing your impressions.

By the way, some of my art is already uploaded on Deviantart at this address. Some of the things I upload here will be old stuff from the site, some will be new, some will be old stuff I haven't posted on DA because of the restrictions on adult material.

Anyway, hope you'like my pictures.

Cheers.

FATality