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Teuthology VI

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Jul 132010
 

Script for today:

Page 16

View of Edith, the upper half of her. She has now risen out of her chair, having put the dossier open on the table, pinned under Edith’s splayed fingers.

EDITH: Is that what you call having “ethics standards,” Admiral?

View of Shackleford, still standing at this end of the table, but beginning to fall back. His mouth is hanging open.

SHACKLEFORD (broken-line balloon): …

View of Shackleford again, this time having sunk back into his chair. He is covering his eyes with one hand.

SHACKLEFORD: What do you think, Chen.

View of Chen, sitting in his chair. He is in the act of scratching his chin thoughtfully.

CHEN: Well, the technical side of Professor Sterling’s proposal checks out…and from an ethical side I think she makes a serious point about doing something for the girls…

Another view of Chen, his face drawn into an insincere, tight-lipped smile. He is pointing into the air.

CHEN: You could always point out to the brass that the biochemical pathway data would be most useful for our BioEnhanced Soldier project.

View of Shackleford again, leaning forward on the table, his hands steepled, his brow knit in concentration.

SHACKLEFORD: Hmm…

Page 17

Night in Edith’s hotel room. She is wearing only an oversize GNOSIS COLLEGE sweatshirt. She has drawn the curtain to her window. She is holding a half-full wineglass and is standing, staring out the window, apparently lost in thought.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Always agreeable to get official approval for your own suicide run.

A view out the window. We see a cityscape by night.

CAPTION (Upper left, Edith thinking): I guess eyes lit up back at headquarters when they heard about the possibility of a new technology they could weaponize.

CAPTION (lower right, Edith thinking): I did of course emphasize there are families out there missing their daughters…

CAPTION (still lower right, Edith thinking): Guess I’d better try to get some sleep. There’s a lot of work ahead.

Page 18

Long view across the factory floor. There are a lot of white-coated technicians scattered around, and a lot more medical looking machinery. A small figure of Edith, in a white labcoat, stands in the middle of the panel and is pointing at something, as if giving directions.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): The promise of getting guns brings out a lot of money, a lot of equipment, and a lot of personnel.

Edith standing at a lab bench, wearing dark goggles and heavy gloves. She is holding a flask with long tongs which contains a glowing liquid.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Figuring out Dr. Sin’s protocols good enough to recreate isn’t that hard.

Edith looking down at a computer screen, her face illuminated.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): After all, he did make videos of his crimes.

Two technicians are working on something that looks like a large satellite dish.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Capturing the data is trickier, but I have plenty of help for that.

Okay, sort of a bit of dull, bureaucratic script today.  I guess even mad scientists sometimes have to fill out paperwork and go to boring meetings (maybe that’s one reason why they’re so mad).   I’ll try to liven things up a bit with a thematically appropriate sirene, which I believe is the work of Max Klinger (1857-1920).

 Posted by on 2010/07/13 at 04:00  Tagged with: , ,

Teuthology III

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Jul 102010
 

Script for today:

Page 7

A MARINE and a SERGEANT, a tough, professional-looking military pair, are standing in a corner of the factory floor. The Marine is wearing a look of fear and nausea. while the Sergeant staring forward, hollow-eyed.

MARINE: Oh no. Oh gawd no…they’re going to uncover that thing again…no no no…

SEARGEANT: Steady, soldier. Get ahold of yourself….

The Marine has sunk to his knees and has burie3d his face in his hands. The Sergeant has his hands on the Soldier’s shoulders, as if trying to comfort him.

MARINE: I’m sorry, sergeant. I just can’t take this anymore. I’m putting in for a transfer back to Afghanistan…

A view inside a tank. What we see is something like a cross between an octopus and a human being. The head is shrunk back into the torso. The four human limbs have become somewhat tentacle-like, but there is some evidence of digits at the ends of them. Meanwhile, four other tentacles are sprouting from the merging head/torso. The eyes of this creature stare back at us pitifully…

CAPTION: Great Cthulhu…

Page 8

Edith is tuning into our point of view (motion captured in mid turn) . She is pointing angrily at the thing in the tank, which is dimly visible in the background.

EDITH (jagged balloon): What in hell are you doing here, Admiral?

Shackleford, backing away, his hands up in a placatory gesture.

SHACKLEFORD: Not us, Professor Sterling. This is something we found…

View of a young woman, dressed for club-going or some similar activity. She is being dragged into an alley by a shadowy figure who is holding a cloth over her face.

CAPTION (Shackleford speaking): It began as a law enforcement matter, investigating the disappearances of a number of local young women…

View of a “police detail” room (like the sort seen in The Wire). In the foreground DETECTIVE #1 is pinning something onto a bulletin board, while in the background, DETECTIVE #2 is listening to something over headphones.

CAPTION (Shackleford speaking): A special task force followed up leads, on the theory that they were dealing with either a white-slavery ring or maybe even a serial killer…

Page 9

A SWAT OFFCIER in full tactical gear is bashing in the side door to the factory with a hand-held battering ram.

CAPTION (Shackleford speaking): Surveillance and analysis eventually led them to this site. They came in prepared to face the worst..

The same Swat Officer holding aside a curtain, looking appalled. Another OFFICER is to his side, beginning to vomit.

CAPTION (Shackleford speaking): …but not for what they actually found.

A group of SWAT team members surrounding the prone, face-down form of DR. SIN. One is pointing his assault rifle at Sin’s head.

CAPTION (Shackleford speaking): The laboratory was being run by a character who called himself Dr. Sin. He was captured…

Dr. Sin sitting in a padded room, wearing a straightjacket. He is staring blankly into space.

CAPTION (Shackleford speaking): But he refuses to say anything and indeed has become rather non-responsive since his arrest.

Not what the shocked Edith Sterling is looking at today, exactly, but an arresting image on theme:

Done by the Japanese artist Masami Terokoa and found at this blog.  Or perhaps more on point, consider this image at Deviant Art by “venominon.”

 Posted by on 2010/07/10 at 04:00  Tagged with: , ,

New art for Erotic Mad Science

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Jun 272010
 

You might have noticed a few minor design changes here at EroticMadScience lately, as I’ve decided to go a level or so deeper in indulging my inner weirdness and commission art with an appropriate mad science theme.  (It’s always a good day, really, when you can spare something that’s merely money and get art in exchange.)  Most readily recognizable (since she now appears in the header bar as a sort of presiding spirit for the site) is this:

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Yes, it’s the Maschinenmensch from Fritz Lang‘s Metropolis, at a critical moment in her transformation into a virtual Maria.  Albeit done a little more explicitly than might have been possible for the big screen in 1927.

The artist who created this image is Hugo Araújo, working for Glass House Graphics.  And I must say, if you ever want to do bespoke fantasy art of your own, I can recommend these folks highly.  They’re creative and they’re fun and a joy to work with.

Of course, where would robot Maria be without her mad scientist creator, also rendered for me by Hugo:

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Rotwang, that very image of the mad scientist.  I really like what Hugo’s done with all those glowing tubes.

I hope you enjoy these images.  I might commission more in the future.

 Posted by on 2010/06/27 at 10:54  Tagged with: ,

Light, more light

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Jun 162010
 

One might criticize EroticMadScience for being a little to much inside the hetero male gaze, and that criticism, I fear, would be sound.  So a little relief therefrom (I hope) following the theme of bringing light to the world, which I explored a bit a few days ago.

An illustration cover to a an 1894 novel by Karl May (1842 – 1912), a very prolific German-language writer, many of whose stories were set in an imagined American West.  May was immensely popular in his day:  his reputation is done a grave injustice by the fact that Adolph Hitler liked his books (which, as far as I know, provide no support for Nazi doctrines — note that Albert Einstein was also a major fan of May).  I haven’t been able to find much about this particular cover, although there is some interesting French-language commentary on its homoerotic implications here.

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Oceanic feeling

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Jun 132010
 

In celebration of the reappearance of Li Anwei and in recognition of what she has become, an illustration.

(Proximate image source Janitor of Lunacy.)  It would seem that Anwei in her new transform often has what might be called the oceanic feeling, a feeling of sensual limitless, or lacking strict boundaries to oneself, combined with the perception that one is flying that would come of life in warm tropical water.

Who hasn’t at least sometimes fantasized about become some sort of sea creature?

 Posted by on 2010/06/13 at 04:00  Tagged with: ,

Bringing light to the world

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Jun 092010
 

Looking for the appropriate link about Jules Joseph Lefebvre for yesterday’s post brought my eye to this lovely image, which I thought worthy of a digression.

La Vérité (Truth) the original of which hangs in the Musée d’Orsay in Paris.  The Wikipedia caption notes  “The painting is contemporary with the first small scale model made by Lefebvre’s fellow-Frenchman Frédéric Bartholdi for what became the Statue of Liberty, striking a similar pose, though fully clothed.”

Great Cthulhu, thinks I.  If only they had used Lefebvre’s version for what now stands in New York Harbor, instead of the severe and heavily-draped figure created by Bartholdi!  I for one would be so much more patriotic.  (Maybe it’s a bit late but if you’re a U.S. citizen and want to write your congressman and protest the choice, you can use this form.)

All well and good, but any link to Erotic Mad Science, except the bloggage?  Well, I suspect there is a connection to patron divinity Prometheus, anyway, through this piece of artwork created by Maxfield Parrish.  I for one suspect a visual influence:

Prometheus bringing light to the world.  In the form of light bulbs made by Edison Mazda, it would seem.  A reproduction hangs right outside my study.  Honest.

 Posted by on 2010/06/09 at 04:00  Tagged with: ,

Moar Kanai

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Apr 192010
 

Having brought up Kiyoaki Kanai as a visual inspiration for a pirates post a few days back, I would feel remiss if I did not at least note, before returning to the main thread of posts on Gnosis Dreamscapes that Kanai has some work that can be much appreciated by thaumatophiles. The images to the left and below (those below you can click through for larger) are prime examples.  As usual I don’t read Japanese, and running the accompanying text on the pages  through Google translate tends to leave me feeling even more befuddled than before.  Your tastes may vary, but statements like “So, I accidentally forgot the appeal of humanoid robot was there, I became a robot servant of his sex slave robot and robot body instead of a relative…the human mind, remedies or the mind, the need for further development of the robot to go towards a better feel in your area” tend to leave me scratching my head.  (Although sometimes the pictures do lead to a better feel in my area, I must admit.)   But I think it’s pretty clear that the images to the left and immediately below suggest the manufacture of female sex robots, combined with extensive testing thereof.   Shades of Robotrix!  Perhaps we’re looking at the Consumers Union laboratory of the near future?

And Kanai, naturally, also did his own rather complex take on the important theme of the sex machine.

That’s something dear to our hearts here!

 Posted by on 2010/04/19 at 04:00  Tagged with: ,

Boxed up

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Apr 172010
 

The visual image of Abigail the Lady’s Maid — captured and ravished by Moorish pirates, and now boxed up for shipping out as “a pretty addition to some harem.” has a rather specific visual inspiration in the art of Kiyoaki Kanai.  I’ve blogged about Kanai before at ErosBlog, and his interest in girls in boxes has leaked into Gnosis Dreamscapes, it seems.

And perhaps more to the shipping out point, this curious illustration, which I think is meant to illustrate some sort of novel about sex slavery.

We’re a long way here from the Age of Fighting Sail, but the connection is no doubt clear.

 Posted by on 2010/04/17 at 04:00  Tagged with: ,

Oriental princess

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Apr 152010
 

I might have a real weakness for sorceresses, but not for princesses, even if they are designed like the fearsome but alluring Michiko Maeda.  If you’re a sorceress, you can keep all your clothes on and you’ll still have me at the word “abracadabra,” but princesses will have to work harder, even if Rob’s dream-self will fall hopelessly and fatally for you.

What constitutes working harder in the context of an oriental fantasy might be easy to specify but not that easy to find.  But I have a certain weakness for orientalist art (more evidence that I am a Bad Person) and it turns out that Flickr makes available a pool of fine orientalist art, from which the image to the right stood out for me.  This will do very nicely as the image of an oriental princess working harder for my attention.  I am especially pleased by the use of jewelry here, which seems to me spot-on.  I’m not sure that the image was originally intended to represent any sort of royalty but really, who cares?

But the thing that really tickled my fancy when I looked into the provenance of this image a little further was that I found out it had been created by Henri Privat-Livemont (1861-1936), who was more famous as a creator of this Art Nouveau advertising poster.

An advertisement for Absinthe Robette. That works for me double. Not only does it reference the fact that Rob undergoes a dream analogue of the Apsinthion Protocol, but it also picks up on a theme I find personally appealing…

 Posted by on 2010/04/15 at 04:00  Tagged with: , ,

Black Mass

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Apr 092010
 

What with all the generalized do-badding, and all the uses and abuses of religious settings going on around Gnosis, I guess it would only be a matter of time before someone decided on performing a Black Mass.

Félicien Rops (1833 - 1898), "Black Mass" (or "The Sacrifice") 1883

Just not that kind of Black Mass, fond as we all can be of Félicien Rops (intriguing gallery here).

This kind of Black Mass.

Alexander Scriabin‘s Sonata No. 9, performed here by naughty (but clearly virtuosic) young Arthur Kaufman, first seen in Invisible Girl, Heroine precipitating an orgy. A talented young man indeed!

The point at which Maureen walks in on him to settle his hash respecting the aphrodisiac she stole from him is approximately here in the score.

The dynamics marking in the score at the end of the crescendo shown in the third measure is only f, but I have yet to hear a recording of this work in which the performer interpreted that to mean anything other than “wicked loud.” I wouldn’t know how to characterize the technical demands of this piece other than “wicked difficult.” Small wonder Maureen had little trouble dropping in on Arthur.

And if you want to see it performed, you’re in luck, because YouTube has Yevgeny Sudbin doing just that.

Scarier than some old ritual with daggers and alters, or at least so it seems to me.

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