Action Painting Pro

Discovered this gorgeous game/art tool by Aussie dev Ian MacLarty (one of the guys behind Boson X). In Action Painting Pro, you’re throwing buckets of paint around. Or maybe you’re scrawling on the walls with a giant pencil. Sometimes, you bleed giant pixel-like things. The colours, the platforms, the music – it all evolves constantly as you pursue your art. Like all artistic careers, the fun ends when you’re out of inspiration, money, or passion – but you’ll always have something to show for it.

It’s an exquisite, near-perfect metaphor of creative and mechanical processes, and how the two play off each other. Creating is such joy. I want to slap every “artwork” I create with this squarely on my fridge door. Look what I made, mom!

You’ve gotta download it right away: Windows / Mac

Review: 7 Grand Steps

[This was originally published in issue #237 of Hyper Magazine, July 2013.]

7 Grand Steps is a beautifully tactile thing. You’ll likely find yourself chain-feeding representations of tokens into its interface like a casino-goer, each familiar kachink of the coin dropping feeling like a strange comfort. But, unlike the rarely-lucky gambler, 7GS’ payout is huge. Starting humbly with two peasant lovers whose bloodline you must oversee through seven ages of history, an epic tale forms through unexpectedly complex drag-and-drop gameplay.

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Rookie Day

This is part of a 1951 Women's Weekly I cut up for my Rookie Day "vision board." My vision is pretty incoherent, but the two more distinct things it contained were pies and cats.

A lot has been happening! Not that anyone reading this blog would know about it, given my abysmal maintenance of it. Yesterday I was at the Melbourne Writers Festival, taking part in Rookie Day – a space for ladies under 20 to love, learn from, and dance with one another. Festival director Lisa Dempster had asked me to be part of the speaker line-up, which is kind of crazy because when you’re speaking alongside someone like Tavi Gevinson you feel even more like “what could anyone even learn from a nobody like me?!” than you might usually.

I think, if there was something to be taken away from my talk, it was that I still have no idea what I’m doing. Two, maybe nearly three years of this video game thing still hasn’t taught me what to say to girls younger than I who might be looking to getting into the same space. And maybe that’s part of it. Three years ago, I never thought I’d be writing about video games for my living. I never thought that some of my closest friends today would be game developers, writers and artists whose work I once idolised from afar. Like I said in the Rookie Day Q&A, you’re never told what sort of person you could become when you’re in high school and still trying to figure out what you want to do with your life. You’re only told to get full As if you don’t want to become a garbageman and a disappointment to everybody in your life ever.

Nobody ever said to me, hey, video games are totally a thing you can do! I’m still not sure what made me go for it, or what motivated me through the early times, when I had a much thinner support network. But I tried and somehow I did it, and now I write for publications I used to devour as a teenaged gamer. I wish somebody had told me, back then, that I had a chance to be in those magazines too. Maybe that’s why I’m super-passionate now about things like Rookie magazine – because yesterday, I was looking at a hundred gorgeous girls wearing flower headbands and Campbell’s Soup dresses and they were asking questions like “How do I survive the final year of high school?” and I didn’t have any answers, even though I was on stage like some kind of got-it-sorted authority figure. I guess, looking at them, I knew they already had the smarts, the creativity, the intense beauty to be on that podium too.

I’d love for more of today’s teenaged girls to get into games development or games criticism or even just gaming itself. Rookie Day’s host, Anna Barnes, later told me how much she’d love to see a future game infused with Rookie’s dreamy, rose-adorned aesthetic, and you know what? I absolutely want to play that game, too.

Anyway.

The frequency with which I’ve been updated this blog is pretty laughable, and after having Alive Tiny World mentioned in my Rookie Day introduction and my MWF bio, I began to seriously wonder why I still mention it in the list of Stuff That I Do. Honestly, I find the unblinking white expanse of my theme a little unwelcoming, and I’ve had a makeover planned for months, but that’s not going to happen until October at least – because next month is Freeplay! We’ve got ourselves an amazing new website to celebrate this year’s theme, Volume of Revolution, and we’ll be announcing the program and putting tickets on sale soon. If you’re in Melbourne, please come by and see what’s been eating up so much of my time lately – oh, and get a chance to hear from and play the games of some of the world’s most interesting games developers, too.

A totally ineloquent life update

I have been playing the shit out of Sleeping Dogs; I've not enjoyed a game this much in months.

Good grief! It’s been about a hundred years since I updated this thing – and unfortunately, my gallant return to this blog doesn’t come in the form of a particularly wistful or insightful analysis on any kind of video game thing. Nah. I kind of just want to update my readers on recent stuff that’s been happening, and share some cool events and links. So here we go!

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Too many reasons why

I’ve been watching the #1reasonwhy hashtag on Twitter with an anxious kind of understanding. Like, part of me wants to jump right in and post a dozen of my own experiences, but I’ve also learned what happens if you say that shit publicly: you’re berated, blamed, dismissed. I’ve been there.

But why the fuck should I have to fear posting this? I’ve been quiet on Twitter and Facebook lately, for many reasons, but you know what? I think I’ll make my own list of Reasons Why right here:

  • Because when I tell people what I do for a living, they still say, “But you don’t actually play games, right?”
  • Because, at university, I had a classmate say, “I know for a fact that women don’t understand games. I know. I have a mother.”
  • Because when a man condescends to me, I’m told it’s because I’m wearing a pink skirt.
  • Because we still have people saying, on a daily basis, that sexism will go away if we just stop talking about it.
  • Because when I call out this behaviour, I’m told it’s my fault for having an “attitude problem” and maybe I should be less of a bitch.
  • Because when a fellow games student from my university comments on my articles, he says that I should stop whining and just accept that games journalism is a boys’ club – even though I’ve gotten far further in my games journalism career than he ever did.
  • Because when I tell the PR rep I want to look at AAA console games, he takes me to the pink Facebook games anyway.
  • Because I have other women in the games industry tell me to “just be quiet” if I don’t want to be harassed.
  • Because I’m told to “stand up for myself” – and then, when I do something like this, I’m dismissed.
  • Because I’m scared to post this on Twitter.

Power to the Players

[An interview with Warren Spector to coincide with the Game Masters exhibition at ACMI. Originally published in issue #228 of Hyper magazine, August 2012.]

“If I’ve done anything in my 29 years of making games, it’s that I’ve championed a single idea and been sort of bull-headed about pursuing that idea.”

Warren Spector – one of the most well-known, passionate guys in games development and with a head that is inexplicably not at all bull-shaped – is telling me about the various accolades he keeps receiving for his work in game design, the latest of which is the “Game Master” bestowed upon him by Melbourne’s ACMI. He seems a little confused by the fuss.

“It makes me feel uncomfortable, if you want to know the truth,” he continues. “I just put together teams that want to investigate my idea – that doesn’t seem like any particular genius or anything. I mean, I just find an idea that’s really interesting to me, and I manage to hire people way better than me to execute it.”

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Freeplay 2012: Legitimacy

I’m so incredibly grateful I got to be so involved in this year’s Freeplay Independent Games Festival, which concluded barely a fortnight ago. I was a speaker in the conversation session Games and Words, exchanging thoughts on the written word’s relevance to video games. On the panel Levels of Discourse, I contributed to a discussion of various aspects of games criticism. I was on the judging committee for the Freeplay awards, playing through dozens of excellent indie games from all over the world. I somehow even convinced director Paul Callaghan that it’d be a great idea to let me present an award at the Freeplay awards ceremony. (I hope he’s not too mortified I took the opportunity to slip the word “throbbing” into the script.)

I have a history with Freeplay, actually, and I’d say it’d played a pretty critical role in what I do now. At last year’s Freeplay I met a whole bunch of people I’d only admired from afar till then; now I consider many of them to be great friends, mentors, and alcohol suppliers of mine. The year before, at Freeplay 2010, I’d just begun writing about games, and it was all the cultural discussion at the festival that really guided the path my writing would take, each panel I attended and game I played at Experimedia shaping my path like wire on a bonsai tree – so being an actual part of the festival my third time around means an immense amount to me.

And this year, as in previous years, a lot of discussion was generated that has me thinking still, even two weeks later. Though the official theme was “Chaos and Grace”, I think several unspoken sub-themes also emerged in conversation, and there’s one I’d like to expand on today…

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Covetous, or how Andrew Brophy made me think long and hard about my approach to life

Covetous. That’s apparently what a video game manifestation of me would look like, according to indie superstar and my good friend Andrew Brophy.

He has this hilarious theory, see, that game developers look like their games, in much the same way dog owners look like their drooling pooches. (It’s something that will be expounded upon eventually in the nascent game development fashion blog Indie Ankles, I’m sure.) Seeing him discuss it with a couple of other game devs on Twitter recently, I butted in to ask what a video game based on me would look like. I always figured I’d be the tangle of words in a work of interactive fiction, or perhaps something wistful, beautiful, and immensely sad in tone, like Dear Esther. (Wishful thinking up in here.)

But apparently I more closely resembled Covetous’ little melty boy-thing. Thanks, Brophy.

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