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Bitch, Douchebag, and Fucking: i never realized how much i hate modern art until i took a class in modern art t's so pretentious, like half of the pieces we've looked at have been purportedly commenting on elitism in art and income disparities when the piece itself sold for thousands of dollars to be put in a museum for rich people to look at. you're supposed to look at barren canvases with vague splotches of color and meditate on the nature of life, navelgazing for an hour. bitch I can do that in my own home for free. most of the time the pieces themselves don't require any skill, it's just an asshole with some bright idea thatno one has ever thought of before(which is bullshit, originality is a myth) and the gall to pretend that they re saying something meaningful. A bunch of postmodernists specialize in literal plagiarism but with a different title. wow so edgy. really thought provoking. you sure are making a statement that's care the most egregious example is this bullshit this is an overhead view of a plaza wherein some famous guy was commissioned to design a public art piece for. The brick and nonfunctional fountain was already there. The sculpture? a literal wall of iron bisecting the courtyard. this guy was paid over 100k to design this. Now, this is located in a city, smack dab in the middle of a bunch of office buildings. Workers who had to spend 8 hours a day 5 days a week doing menial desk jobs had to look at this ugly piece of shit. You want to have a nice picnic during lunch break with your work buddies? tough shit. You get tilted arc instead fucko. You can't see from one end of the courtyard to another because some dick thought rebar sheet metal was more important. It also impeded movement between the buildings so that you have to go around this fucking obstacle instead of just fucking walking from one side to the other So yeah, these workers got pissed, because you're making an ugly place even uglier for obscene amounts of money without thinking about the ppl who actually have to look at it every day (who had no say in the design). There have been countless studies done on stress and related health problems in office workers and having to look at ugly as sin shit like this piece of work actually contributes to stress and decreases mental and physical health (as opposed to pretty scenery or When the designer was told what people thought of his masterplece, he threw an absolute shitfit. "art doesn't have to be pretty", he said. "art isn't for the public while it is absolutely true that art doesn't have to be aesthetically pleasing to be meaningful or relevant, putting this fucking monstrosity in a place where people are forced to look at it day in day out, in addition to the ugly buildings and streets and shit that comprises the rest of their lives is just kind of a dick move. Yes, people are painfully aware that life and art and all that shit isn't always pretty, they're the ones who have to live with that fact, not some pompous asshole who thinks he's god's gift to man because he put some metal wall in a And yeah, not all art is for the public. Art can be self- expression or just for your own enjoyment. But if you are being commissioned by the state, paid hundereds of thousands of tax dollars to make a PUBLIC art piece, yeah, it's for the public! saying that other people have no say in what that public art piece looks like, implying that if other people don't like your art that they just Don't Understand True Art TM, is this hugely egotistical self-masturbatory elitism that puts the artist above the working people (when like the whole point of art is supposed to be disrupting this kind of bullshit But that's not even the best part. This fucking douchebag. upon being told that people don't want this metal wall in their courtyard and that they want him to move it, freaks the FUCK out about how he "designed it just for this space and taking it out of its context would destroy it". Which like, yeah context is important when understanding the meaning of a piece. but iterally the only meaning of this piece was "i got paid obscene amounts of money and im gonna use it to make the ugliest thing i can think of literally just because. If you move it out of the context of the plaza it wouldn't be impeding foot traffic or being an eyesore to the workers who are forced to spend thein days there, which is destroying the purpose of the work. So in the end this guy opts to have the piece destroyed rather than moved because he can't stand to have hishigh art removed from its PurposeTM which is to be unpleasant. i dont give a single goddamn fuck about whatever the fuck, if it's causing people stress on top of their already stressful lives just because you thought it would be great to create this atrocity in a place where no one can escape from, you're not advancing anything. you're just So now the space has been converted to a rather plesant little oasis with plants and lots of benches. anyways thats my dissertation on how much i hate contemporary art and find it to lack relevance or meaning to the people it supposedly represents or defends. it takes itself too seriously and imposes arbitrary and hypocritical statements on the nature of art at the expense of any real substance. in the world we live in, pretty things for the sake of being pretty, having stories that are entertaining and engaging and relatable, having fun and feeling good in a world that devalues those things, etc. are far more impactful and radical than anything sitting in a museum created by some millionaire who jacks off to their 'fine art. thanks for coming to my ted talk have a good night #"that just means you're uncultured' i literally give no fucks susan #im not interested in elitism and you can suck a dick 53,922 notes The Elitism of Art
Bitch, Douchebag, and Fucking: i never realized how much i hate modern art until i took a
 class in modern art
 t's so pretentious, like half of the pieces we've looked at have
 been purportedly commenting on elitism in art and income
 disparities when the piece itself sold for thousands of dollars
 to be put in a museum for rich people to look at. you're
 supposed to look at barren canvases with vague splotches of
 color and meditate on the nature of life, navelgazing for an
 hour. bitch I can do that in my own home for free. most of the
 time the pieces themselves don't require any skill, it's just an
 asshole with some bright idea thatno one has ever
 thought of before(which is bullshit, originality is a myth)
 and the gall to pretend that they re saying something
 meaningful. A bunch of postmodernists specialize in literal
 plagiarism but with a different title. wow so edgy. really
 thought provoking. you sure are making a statement that's
 care
 the most egregious example is this bullshit
 this is an overhead view of a plaza wherein some famous guy
 was commissioned to design a public art piece for. The brick
 and nonfunctional fountain was already there. The sculpture?
 a literal wall of iron bisecting the courtyard. this guy was paid
 over 100k to design this.
 Now, this is located in a city, smack dab in the middle of a
 bunch of office buildings. Workers who had to spend 8 hours
 a day 5 days a week doing menial desk jobs had to look at
 this ugly piece of shit. You want to have a nice picnic during
 lunch break with your work buddies? tough shit. You get tilted
 arc instead fucko. You can't see from one end of the courtyard
 to another because some dick thought rebar sheet metal was
 more important. It also impeded movement between the
 buildings so that you have to go around this fucking obstacle
 instead of just fucking walking from one side to the other
 So yeah, these workers got pissed, because you're making
 an ugly place even uglier for obscene amounts of money
 without thinking about the ppl who actually have to look at it
 every day (who had no say in the design). There have been
 countless studies done on stress and related health problems
 in office workers and having to look at ugly as sin shit like this
 piece of work actually contributes to stress and decreases
 mental and physical health (as opposed to pretty scenery or
 When the designer was told what people thought of his
 masterplece, he threw an absolute shitfit. "art doesn't have to
 be pretty", he said. "art isn't for the public
 while it is absolutely true that art doesn't have to be
 aesthetically pleasing to be meaningful or relevant, putting
 this fucking monstrosity in a place where people are forced to
 look at it day in day out, in addition to the ugly buildings and
 streets and shit that comprises the rest of their lives is just
 kind of a dick move. Yes, people are painfully aware that life
 and art and all that shit isn't always pretty, they're the ones
 who have to live with that fact, not some pompous asshole
 who thinks he's god's gift to man because he put some metal
 wall in a
 And yeah, not all art is for the public. Art can be self-
 expression or just for your own enjoyment. But if you are
 being commissioned by the state, paid hundereds of
 thousands of tax dollars to make a PUBLIC art piece, yeah,
 it's for the public! saying that other people have no say in
 what that public art piece looks like, implying that if other
 people don't like your art that they just Don't Understand True
 Art TM, is this hugely egotistical self-masturbatory elitism that
 puts the artist above the working people (when like the whole
 point of art is supposed to be disrupting this kind of bullshit
 But that's not even the best part. This fucking douchebag.
 upon being told that people don't want this metal wall in their
 courtyard and that they want him to move it, freaks the FUCK
 out about how he "designed it just for this space and taking it
 out of its context would destroy it". Which like, yeah context is
 important when understanding the meaning of a piece. but
 iterally the only meaning of this piece was "i got paid obscene
 amounts of money and im gonna use it to make the ugliest
 thing i can think of literally just because. If you move it out of
 the context of the plaza it wouldn't be impeding foot traffic or
 being an eyesore to the workers who are forced to spend thein
 days there, which is destroying the purpose of the work. So in
 the end this guy opts to have the piece destroyed rather than
 moved because he can't stand to have hishigh art
 removed from its PurposeTM which is to be unpleasant. i dont
 give a single goddamn fuck about
 whatever the fuck, if it's causing people stress on top of their
 already stressful lives just because you thought it would be
 great to create this atrocity in a place where no one can
 escape from, you're not advancing anything. you're just
 So now the space has been converted to a rather plesant little
 oasis with plants and lots of benches.
 anyways thats my dissertation on how much i hate
 contemporary art and find it to lack relevance or meaning to
 the people it supposedly represents or defends. it takes itself
 too seriously and imposes arbitrary and hypocritical
 statements on the nature of art at the expense of any real
 substance. in the world we live in, pretty things for the sake of
 being pretty, having stories that are entertaining and engaging
 and relatable, having fun and feeling good in a world that
 devalues those things, etc. are far more impactful and radical
 than anything sitting in a museum created by some millionaire
 who jacks off to their 'fine art. thanks for coming to my ted
 talk have a good night
 #"that just means you're uncultured' i literally give no fucks susan
 #im not interested in elitism and you can suck a dick
 53,922 notes
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Aladdin, Barbie, and Batman: feynites.tumblr.com minesottafatspoollegend i love in fantasy when its like "king galamir the mighty golden eagle and his most trusted advisor who would never betray him, gruelworm bloodeye the treacherous When my sister and I were kids we had this one action figure, who was actually a brutalized batman doll without his cape (the dog chewed half his head, too), who we dubbed 'Evil Chancellor Traytor'. The idea was that in the fictional society of our toys, 'chancellor' just came with the word ‘evil, in front of it, as a matter of ancient tradition. Like grand, or high, or something along those lines Anyway, the running gag was that the king (an old Power Rangers knock-off doll) had absolute and unwavering faith in Evil Chancellor Traytor, who basically comported himself like a mix between Grima Wormtongue and Jafar from the Aladdin movies. Everyone was always sure that Evil Chancellor Traytor had something to do with the nefarious scheme of the day. The dude even carried around a poisoned knife called 'the kingslayer The additional twist on the joke, though, was that he never was behind anything. The king was actually right. Evil Chancellor Traytor was the most devoted civil servant in the entire Action Figure Dystopia. He spent his nights working on writing up new legislature to ensure that broken toys had access to mobility devices, was always on the lookout to acquire new shoeboxes for expanding city infrastructure, and drafted a proposal that once got half the 'settlement' in my sister and I's closet moved to the upper shelf so that vulnerable toys were less likely to be snatched up by the dog The knife, as it turned out, was as symbolic as the 'evi in his name. See, Action Figure Dystopia had a long history of corrupted monarchs getting too big for their thrones and exploiting the underclasses. The job of the Evil Chancellor was to always remain vigilant, and loyally serve a good ruler or, if the regent should became a despot, to slay them on behalf of the people But since killing the king would be a terrible crime, the Evil Chancellor had to be the kind of person who would willingly die to spare the people from the plight of a wicked leader because the murder would be pinned on them, in order to keep the 'machinery of politics working as smoothly as ever Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor had a diary, in which my sister I would take turns writing out the most over-the-top good shit he'd done behind the scenes. Usually after everyone else had finished talking shit about him. I don't know why but we got the biggest kick out of being like Barbie With the Unfortunate Haircut: Oh that Evil Chancellor Traytor! Why can't the king see how wicked he is?! Charmander From the Vending Machine: Char! Jurassic Park Toy of Jeff Goldblum With Disturbingly Realistic Face: At least if someone puts a knife in the king's back, we'll know where to look! Evil Chancellor Traytor's Diary: Today I was feeding ducks at the park when I noticed another legless action figure sitting by the benches. I put a hundred dollars into his bag while he wasn't looking. I really need to increase budgeting to the medical treatment centers. If only we had enough glue, I think we would see far fewer toys trying to get by without limbs insert iconic evil laugh Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor eventually fell victim to one of my mom's cleaning sprees and she decided he was too busted up to keep and tossed him out. My littler brother, who tended to follow my sister and I's games like he was watching a daily soap opera, cried so hard that we had to do a special 'episode' where one of the toys found the Evil Chancellor's diary, and so he got a big huge memorial and the king threw himself into the empty grave and then ordered the toys driving the toy bulldozer to bury him so that Traytor's grave would have a body' (this seemed very important for some reason) And then we had the Quest For a New King. Somehow or another that ended up being a giant rubber snake called Tyrant King Cobra (via besiderunningwaters) #my apologies for rambling #but it has been a long time since i thought about traytor #and that suddenly reminded me of him H APR 201 SOURCE SWEETBABYRAYSGOURMETSAUCES 78,236 NOTES The Unforgettable Tale of Evil Chancellor Traytor
Aladdin, Barbie, and Batman: feynites.tumblr.com
 minesottafatspoollegend
 i love in fantasy when its like "king galamir the mighty golden eagle and his most
 trusted advisor who would never betray him, gruelworm bloodeye the treacherous
 When my sister and I were kids we had this one action figure, who was actually a brutalized
 batman doll without his cape (the dog chewed half his head, too), who we dubbed 'Evil
 Chancellor Traytor'. The idea was that in the fictional society of our toys, 'chancellor' just
 came with the word ‘evil, in front of it, as a matter of ancient tradition. Like grand, or high, or
 something along those lines
 Anyway, the running gag was that the king (an old Power Rangers knock-off doll) had
 absolute and unwavering faith in Evil Chancellor Traytor, who basically comported himself
 like a mix between Grima Wormtongue and Jafar from the Aladdin movies. Everyone was
 always sure that Evil Chancellor Traytor had something to do with the nefarious scheme of
 the day. The dude even carried around a poisoned knife called 'the kingslayer
 The additional twist on the joke, though, was that he never was behind anything. The king
 was actually right. Evil Chancellor Traytor was the most devoted civil servant in the entire
 Action Figure Dystopia. He spent his nights working on writing up new legislature to ensure
 that broken toys had access to mobility devices, was always on the lookout to acquire new
 shoeboxes for expanding city infrastructure, and drafted a proposal that once got half
 the 'settlement' in my sister and I's closet moved to the upper shelf so that vulnerable toys
 were less likely to be snatched up by the dog
 The knife, as it turned out, was as symbolic as the 'evi in his name. See, Action Figure
 Dystopia had a long history of corrupted monarchs getting too big for their thrones and
 exploiting the underclasses. The job of the Evil Chancellor was to always remain vigilant, and
 loyally serve a good ruler or, if the regent should became a despot, to slay them on behalf
 of the people
 But since killing the king would be a terrible crime, the Evil Chancellor had to be the kind of
 person who would willingly die to spare the people from the plight of a wicked leader
 because the murder would be pinned on them, in order to keep the 'machinery of politics
 working as smoothly as ever
 Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor had a diary, in which my sister I would take turns writing out
 the most over-the-top good shit he'd done behind the scenes. Usually after everyone else
 had finished talking shit about him. I don't know why but we got the biggest kick out of being
 like
 Barbie With the Unfortunate Haircut: Oh that Evil Chancellor Traytor! Why can't the king see
 how wicked he is?!
 Charmander From the Vending Machine: Char!
 Jurassic Park Toy of Jeff Goldblum With Disturbingly Realistic Face: At least if someone puts
 a knife in the king's back, we'll know where to look!
 Evil Chancellor Traytor's Diary: Today I was feeding ducks at the park when I noticed another
 legless action figure sitting by the benches. I put a hundred dollars into his bag while he
 wasn't looking. I really need to increase budgeting to the medical treatment centers. If only
 we had enough glue, I think we would see far fewer toys trying to get by without limbs
 insert iconic evil laugh
 Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor eventually fell victim to one of my mom's cleaning sprees
 and she decided he was too busted up to keep and tossed him out. My littler brother, who
 tended to follow my sister and I's games like he was watching a daily soap opera, cried so
 hard that we had to do a special 'episode' where one of the toys found the Evil Chancellor's
 diary, and so he got a big huge memorial and the king threw himself into the empty grave
 and then ordered the toys driving the toy bulldozer to bury him so that Traytor's grave would
 have a body' (this seemed very important for some reason)
 And then we had the Quest For a New King. Somehow or another that ended up being a
 giant rubber snake called Tyrant King Cobra
 (via besiderunningwaters)
 #my apologies for rambling #but it has been a long time since i thought about traytor
 #and that suddenly reminded me of him
 H APR 201
 SOURCE SWEETBABYRAYSGOURMETSAUCES 78,236 NOTES
The Unforgettable Tale of Evil Chancellor Traytor

The Unforgettable Tale of Evil Chancellor Traytor

Aladdin, Bad, and Barbie: C ,d 40%. 11:52 PM minesottafatspoollegend i love in fantasy when its like "king galamir the mighty golden eagle and his most trusted advisor who would never betray him, gruelworm bloodeye the treacherous" es When my sister and I were kids we had this one action figure, who was actually a brutalized batman doll without his cape (the dog chewed half his head, too), who we dubbed 'Evil Chancellor Traytor. The idea was that in the fictional society of our toys, chancellor just came with the word 'evil in front of it, as a matter of ancient tradition Like 'grand' or 'high' or something along those lines Anyway, the running gag was that the king (an old Power Rangers knock-off doll) had absolute and unwavering faith in Evil Chancel- lor Traytor, who basically comported himself like a mix between Grima Wormtongue and Jafar from the Aladdin movies. Everyone was always sure that Evil Chancellor Traytor had something to do with the nefarious scheme of the day. The dude even carried around a poisoned knife called 'the kingslayer The additional twist on the joke, though, was that he never was behind anything. The king was actually right. Evil Chancellor Traytor was the most devoted civil servant in the entire Action Figure Dystopia. He spent his nights working on writing up new legislature to ensure that b mobility devices, was always on the lookout to acquire new shoeboxes for expanding city infrastructure, and drafted a proposal that once got half the 'settlement' in my sister and I's closet moved to the upper shelf so that vulnerable toys were less likely to be snatched roken toys had access to the dog The knife, as it turned out, was as symbolic as the evil in his name. See, Action Figure Dystopia had a long history of corrupted monarchs getting too big for their thrones and exploiting the underclasses. The job of the Evil Chancellor was to always remain vigilant, and loyally serve a good ruler-or, if the regent should became a despot, to slay them on behalf of the people But since killing the king would be a terrible crime, the Evil Chancellor had to be the kind of person who would willingly die to spare the people from the plight of a wicked leader, because the murder would be pinned on them, in order to keep the 'machinery of politics working as smoothly as ever Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor had a diary in which my sister I would take turns writing out the most over-the-top good shit he'd done behind the scenes. Usually after everyone else had finished talking shit about him. I don't know why but we got the biggest kick out of in Barbie With the Unfortunate Haircut: Oh that Evil Chancellor Traytor! Why can't the king see how wicked he is?! Charmander From the Vending Machine: Char! Jurassic Park Toy of Jeff Goldblum With Disturbingly Realistic Face: At least if someone puts a knife in the king's back, we'll know where to look! Evil Chancellor Traytor's Diary: Today I was feeding ducks at the park when I noticed another legless action figure sitting by the benches. I put a hundred dollars into his bag while he wasn't looking. I really need to increase budgeting to the medical treatment centers. If only we had enough glue, I think we would see far fewer toys trying to get by without limbs... insert iconic evil laugh* Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor eventually fell victim to one of my mom's cleaning sprees, and she decided he was too busted up to keep and tossed him out. My littler brother, who tended to follow my sister and I's games like he was watching a daily soap opera, cried so hard that we had to do a special 'episode where one of the toys found the Evil Chancellor's diary, and so he got a big huge memorial and the king threw himself into the empty grave and then ordered the toys driving the toy bulldozer to bury him so that 'Traytors grave would have a body' (this seemed very important for some reason) And then we had the Quest For a New King Somehow or another that ended up being a giant rubber snake called Tyrant King Cobra Source: sweetbabyr aysgourmetsauces 79,144 notes I want this to be an actual soap so bad
Aladdin, Bad, and Barbie: C
 ,d 40%. 11:52 PM
 minesottafatspoollegend
 i love in fantasy when its like "king galamir
 the mighty golden eagle and his most
 trusted advisor who would never betray him,
 gruelworm bloodeye the treacherous"
 es
 When my sister and I were kids we had
 this one action figure, who was actually a
 brutalized batman doll without his cape
 (the dog chewed half his head, too), who
 we dubbed 'Evil Chancellor Traytor. The
 idea was that in the fictional society of our
 toys, chancellor just came with the word 'evil
 in front of it, as a matter of ancient tradition
 Like 'grand' or 'high' or something along those
 lines
 Anyway, the running gag was that the king
 (an old Power Rangers knock-off doll) had
 absolute and unwavering faith in Evil Chancel-
 lor Traytor, who basically comported himself
 like a mix between Grima Wormtongue and
 Jafar from the Aladdin movies. Everyone was
 always sure that Evil Chancellor Traytor had
 something to do with the nefarious scheme
 of the day. The dude even carried around a
 poisoned knife called 'the kingslayer
 The additional twist on the joke, though, was
 that he never was behind anything. The king
 was actually right. Evil Chancellor Traytor
 was the most devoted civil servant in the
 entire Action Figure Dystopia. He spent his
 nights working on writing up new legislature
 to ensure that b
 mobility devices, was always on the lookout
 to acquire new shoeboxes for expanding city
 infrastructure, and drafted a proposal that
 once got half the 'settlement' in my sister and
 I's closet moved to the upper shelf so that
 vulnerable toys were less likely to be snatched
 roken toys had access to
 the dog
 The knife, as it turned out, was as symbolic
 as the evil in his name. See, Action Figure
 Dystopia had a long history of corrupted
 monarchs getting too big for their thrones and
 exploiting the underclasses. The job of the
 Evil Chancellor was to always remain vigilant,
 and loyally serve a good ruler-or, if the regent
 should became a despot, to slay them on
 behalf of the people
 But since killing the king would be a terrible
 crime, the Evil Chancellor had to be the kind
 of person who would willingly die to spare
 the people from the plight of a wicked leader,
 because the murder would be pinned on them,
 in order to keep the 'machinery of politics
 working as smoothly as ever
 Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor had a diary
 in which my sister I would take turns writing
 out the most over-the-top good shit he'd done
 behind the scenes. Usually after everyone else
 had finished talking shit about him. I don't
 know why but we got the biggest kick out of
 in
 Barbie With the Unfortunate Haircut: Oh that
 Evil Chancellor Traytor! Why can't the king see
 how wicked he is?!
 Charmander From the Vending Machine: Char!
 Jurassic Park Toy of Jeff Goldblum With
 Disturbingly Realistic Face: At least if
 someone puts a knife in the king's back,
 we'll know where to look!
 Evil Chancellor Traytor's Diary: Today I was
 feeding ducks at the park when I noticed
 another legless action figure sitting by the
 benches. I put a hundred dollars into his
 bag while he wasn't looking. I really need to
 increase budgeting to the medical treatment
 centers. If only we had enough glue, I think
 we would see far fewer toys trying to get by
 without limbs... insert iconic evil laugh*
 Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor eventually fell
 victim to one of my mom's cleaning sprees,
 and she decided he was too busted up to keep
 and tossed him out. My littler brother, who
 tended to follow my sister and I's games like
 he was watching a daily soap opera, cried
 so hard that we had to do a special 'episode
 where one of the toys found the Evil
 Chancellor's diary, and so he got a big huge
 memorial and the king threw himself into the
 empty grave and then ordered the toys driving
 the toy bulldozer to bury him so that 'Traytors
 grave would have a body' (this seemed very
 important for some reason)
 And then we had the Quest For a New King
 Somehow or another that ended up being a
 giant rubber snake called Tyrant King Cobra
 Source: sweetbabyr
 aysgourmetsauces
 79,144 notes
I want this to be an actual soap so bad

I want this to be an actual soap so bad

Anaconda, Dude, and Memes: Chino Hills have been Hiding this dude on the bench 100 Will Pluma is lights out😳🔥 Who is your favorite Ball Brother? 🤔 Comment below! 👇 - Follow @Sportzmixes For More‼️ - @fancyvfx
Anaconda, Dude, and Memes: Chino Hills have been
 Hiding this dude on the bench
 100
Will Pluma is lights out😳🔥 Who is your favorite Ball Brother? 🤔 Comment below! 👇 - Follow @Sportzmixes For More‼️ - @fancyvfx

Will Pluma is lights out😳🔥 Who is your favorite Ball Brother? 🤔 Comment below! 👇 - Follow @Sportzmixes For More‼️ - @fancyvfx