- 1: Take a picture of your workspace.
- 2: Show your pencil case and what's inside.
- 3: Show a thing you last drew, no matter how small or a "doodle" it is.
- 4: Lineart or coloring?
- 5: Who/what inspires you?
- 6: Draw a same pic with your dominant and non-dominant hand.
- 7: Do you have any OCs?
- 8: Do you listen to music when you draw? Favorites?
- 9: Favorite thing to draw?
- 10: Least favorite thing to draw?
- 11: Draw a pic of yourself like how you look just now.
- 12. Any weird artist behavior you admit doing?
I am now a blonde loser aw yeh. All the better to cosplay with.Posted on March 5, 2014 at 9:59 PM
reality: i’m a huge nerd that photoshopped themselves as animu shingekis to see which character to cosplay.
it’s still undecided. not pictured: sasha and jean.
help me guys, who should i do first?Posted on February 2, 2014 at 12:16 AM
question: when you watch an artist livestream a piece of work, do you feel more emotionally attached/invested in that piece and in that artist?Posted on June 26, 2013 at 5:15 PM
I’m putting “draw the Belgariad as a comic” on my bucket list.
A crazy task, but yeah. At the very least, really awesome illustrations of the characters from the books. I love that series way too much. Probably the one that had the most impact on how I create characters and write stories/dialogue. Silk, you will always be my #1 fav character ever.Posted on June 8, 2013 at 10:28 PM
The best hands I have ever drawn in my life. I will never be able to recreate these u__u;; WIP of a thing I’m using for a color study.Posted on March 13, 2013 at 2:09 AM
So I was watching Community the other day and it was the episode with the humanities teacher who wanted Jeff to seize the day. There’s a part where said teacher freaks out happily and then climbs a tree in the background while in his sportcoat and dress slacks. I pretty much lost my shit and laughed outrageously for about 10 mins.
Community is good stuff, the end.Posted on February 4, 2013 at 4:05 PM
I keep seeing these gifs of sassy gay Thranduil and then these beautiful gifs from The Fall and I just sit and sigh and wonder how the hell Lee Pace can be so pretty all the time
/chinhandPosted on January 31, 2013 at 1:42 AM
There are nights when he dreams so vividly that he’s sure it’s real. Those dreams are the ones in which he sees multiple futures, each one flowing in and out of possibility. Many are snuffed out just as they start, the choices of others in the world conflicting with the continuous unraveling of time. There are a few, though, that are prolonged. It’s these that he feels discomfort with— they can repeat over a period of days or weeks, causing him to worry and grow ill with paranoia. He is not a nervous man by nature, so anything that can get under his skin like this frightens him.
Recently, he’s had a handful of such dreams, each one leaving him feeling drained when morning breaks. The first he sees is him older, frailer, and exhausted. In the dream, he can feel his magic humming in his bones just as it does now, only the thrum is weaker, faltering. It’s also in this dream that his mind wanders, unable to keep on a thought for too long and his memory is poor. He steers his dream away from this as much as possible, feeling sick to his stomach if he keeps on it for too long.
The next is not a future, but a past, something caught on loop. He feels like it’s trying to tell him something, but when he wakes up, he can’t remember enough of the details to know what he should be looking for. In this dream, he lives a past life, doing magic he’s just now getting used to again. There’s a man whose face he can’t make out, asking him to do work and smiling so predatory that he always feels a chill run straight through him. It’s harder to pull his mind away from this one— almost as if the man with the glinting teeth has his hooks in him.
At last, he arrives at the most prevalent of the dreams. This one doesn’t fill him with illness or creeping dread. Instead, it suffocates him with despair, like ghostly hands coming up to choke the life out of him. Here, there is nothing but ash, where once things stood, where people lived. Fires swell in the distance, and the wind around him screams. He looks around in this one, often, trying to find someone, anyone, but he’s left alone. At the corner of his mind, he has the sinking feeling that everyone is dead, but all that remains of them are scorch marks and smears of dried blood. He wants to grieve for them, but the air is so hot it dries what little tears he has left.
It doesn’t take him much to figure out what this is.
Whenever he drags himself to waking after, he swears again that he’ll end the Worldslayer.
I think, sometime maybe in Feb, I might take a couple days off and just cook some of the stuff that I’ve had bookmarked forever. Really wanna make caramels and all sorts of delicious things. Hm. Maybe I’ll do it before Valentine’s Day and just send everyone candies, haha.Posted on December 26, 2012 at 6:55 PM
Okay, probably gonna be throwing myself into tea research soon. Really want to do some reading up on the various types because I wanna start making fandom blends. Kind of a ridiculous reason to do so, but the result could very well bedelicious tea, so there’s that. If anything, I’m thinking of starting on a comprehensive FFVII blend set, featuring side characters… since they tend to not get as much love.
After that, idk, maybe Rise of the Guardians? We’ll see.Posted on December 22, 2012 at 1:20 AM
Weather headline. This shouldn’t be as funny as it is.Posted on December 20, 2012 at 4:50 PM
I wish I knew how to make tea blends. Because I would really make a full set of FFVII blends. Just because.Posted on December 10, 2012 at 7:40 PM
4am is a special hour. That is all.
I should really sleep.Posted on December 6, 2012 at 4:21 AM