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I'm back.
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..So. It's been a long time. I am 35 now. Tragedy struck. My best friend Kelli Burleson died of cancer. You may have known her...she was Maiyakachan on this website. She and I started a comic...in the months before she died. I will finish it. She told me "do not let this die with me". I will not. So I will be posting it here. For her. My dreams of being a successful artist died with her being diagnosed with terminal cancer. She was my inspiration, she drove me to become the artist I was. I am. I am going to pick up the pen again and finish what we started. Join me. I will be working on an adaptation of Gaston Leroux Phantom of The Opera too as a comic. I have changed so much dear deviants. I am not the wild hambeast I was back then. I have matured. I have gotten serious. I have been made bitter. I have so many scars. This world is so wicked and cruel, and beautiful at the same time. Will you savor it with me?
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Thank you Jurgen!
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Prints! Prints! Got Any Prints?!
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The "Nijini Performance" and "Erik" are now available as prints.
I'd order one, DA makes quality prints.
:3 Plus you'd be helping me survive.
You'll know I'm doing well again once I have a paid subscription up to this joint.
I'd order one, DA makes quality prints.
:3 Plus you'd be helping me survive.
You'll know I'm doing well again once I have a paid subscription up to this joint.
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Went ahead and made a Phantom folder
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So it's easier for you few fans to keep track of my artwork I do of him. M'k! Easy is good...concerning matters of art that is.
Enjoy! I hope to produce some more quite soon, that is if my tablet doesn't completely die on me.
Enjoy! I hope to produce some more quite soon, that is if my tablet doesn't completely die on me.
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Tagged by new friend. I'll indulge.
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I was tagged. Normally I don't respond to these, but since it was a new friend who tagged me, I take it as sort of a hint that they want to get to know me better. So...here ya go. Here are a few things about me that I'm sure you'll find interesting.
I won't tag others, because I give YOU the choice as to whether you wish to do one of these nor not. You can read it---you can copy it and fill it out if you wish. Or not.
About me:
1. I can learn how to play any musical instrument I pick up with enough will. I excel at woodwinds, but I have shown a penchant for string instruments and I learned how to play on the recorder and piano. Self-taught completely. I inherited a keyboard piano and discovered that if I could hear something, I could play it. I relied too much on my perfect pitch however, and to this day I cannot read sheet music. I got through all seven years of band by listening to my section and playing my part by ear. Today, I like playing operatic neo-folk speed metal on the flute.
2. My nickname in my family circle is "The Corpse" for a variety of reasons. One: I'm almost always ice cold to the touch. Two: I'm so hard to wake in the morning (afternoon more often) that my brother jokes that a defibrillator is necessary. Three: I have a very weak pulse. So weak in fact, that it's virtually impossible to find on my wrist, and you have to push harder than usual on my throat to find it there. My friend Daisy once tried to find my pulse while riding in a car with another friend, as she was proud that she was learning how to take vitals. The color drained out of her face as she kept trying to find it, and found nothing. I grinned and she exclaimed "ohhhhhh shit! Are you alive?! And she's SITTING BEHIND ME HALP.". It's because I have very low blood pressure, always have. I showed her how to find it afterwards. XD The fourth reason I'm called "The Corpse" is because I am VERY sallow. I look jaundiced, but my liver is fine. Just some olive undertones on very white skin is all.
3. I am left-handed.
4. I am hyper-sensitive to others feelings. I can read you like a book if you aren't careful. So don't try to hide anything from me---I'll know. One day I walked into the living room and saw my niece sitting there. There was an odd feeling in the air. I said "Something's wrong, isn't it?" To which she became defensive. I told her everything she was feeling, and she got all bug-eyed and angry and said" Stop it!!!! I hate it when you do that! I don't want to talk about it and I certainly don't want everyone in the room to know what's in my head!!" >.> Oops.
5. I draw from images I have in my head. When I draw, I'm looking at an image that has formed in my brain. My art professor said that it was an unusual ability. I thought everyone did that...? I am always thinking about art, when I walk around I count repetition in various things, analyze textures and imagine the palette on my art program to correctly identify various color schemes in real life. IT. NEVER. TURNS. OFF.
6. I have always felt comfort in the darkness. I have proof of that in a journal entry about Halloween that I made when I was 9 years old, the teacher asked "What do you love most about Halloween?" My reply? "I like Halloween because I get to go out at night and the night makes me feel happy." Never mind the candy or dressing up. THE NIGHT. That was the best part.
7. I learned what death was at age 2, I called it "Night-night forever". By age 5, I learned what nearly dying felt like, as I nearly died of the flu. The doctor said that I had another fifteen minutes left and I would've been dead. Note: It's not a bad thing, death. When you get that close to it, it's actually pretty nice. The pain of the flu went away, I was no longer troubled by aches or the fever that was frying my brain...I was crying pus I was so dehydrated. But, I didn't feel bad anymore. As I rode to the hospital in a delirium, I remember thinking "so this is death...it isn't bad!" Ever since I survived that, I've sort of felt half-alive. I've had three other near-death experiences since then.
8. I have chronic depression. There is no telling when I'll shift from a pleasant mood to a black one. When a lapse hits me, I'll feel like I'm 1,000 pounds, my bones ache, my head swims with melancholy and I can do NOTHING to break out of it. It. Is. HELL. I wouldn't wish this shit on anybody. I would like to get treatment for it, however I cannot afford medical insurance OR dental...how am I to afford prescription poison? So until I can find a solution, the only thing I can do to fight the depression when it claims me, is vigorous exercise and keeping my mind constantly occupied with work.
9. I speak like someone out of the 19th century most days. I've been called "terribly antiquated" before. Makes me wonder if I didn't actually experience the time period in a past life or something. That feeling is doubled by the fact that I just KNOW some things, that I just KNEW things even as a child, and things from the period of around 1860-1930's seem AWFULLY familiar to me. I feel most at home in a room full of antiques from those eras.
10. I've always had an affinity towards the macabre and the bizarre. I was a very unusual child. It is good that I came from the family that I did, because any regular family would have been disturbed by me. I began studying things like medicine and all facets of science at age four, as I learned how to read very early. I learned how to speak early, and I walked before I crawled. I had my birthday memorized and would repeat it like some savant when asked. "March 11, 1985 at 4:27P.M!" I would say, at as early an age as 2. I always knew what day it was, and I never forgot a birthday. I developed a passion for medicine-making by age 8, and by age 11 I was making anti-bacterial poultices and salves like a boss. I learned how to grow plants hydroponically, and even knew which plants could kill, and how much it would take. I had a disturbing fascination with medieval weaponry and would draw up blue-prints for my dad to make into new and exciting weapons. I was a very atypical child.
Additional questions added by
1.What is your favorite thing to draw???
Pretty much anything expressive, so people mostly. People in any form is my fixation.
2. What are you afraid of?
Afraid? Of being left alone. Of never achieving my goals. Those are my fears.
3. Frodo is to a unicorn as The Phantom of the Opera is to what?
Well, Frodo is relative to a unicorn because they are both fantasy-realm creations...so I would say the answer is Scorpion.
I won't tag others, because I give YOU the choice as to whether you wish to do one of these nor not. You can read it---you can copy it and fill it out if you wish. Or not.
About me:
1. I can learn how to play any musical instrument I pick up with enough will. I excel at woodwinds, but I have shown a penchant for string instruments and I learned how to play on the recorder and piano. Self-taught completely. I inherited a keyboard piano and discovered that if I could hear something, I could play it. I relied too much on my perfect pitch however, and to this day I cannot read sheet music. I got through all seven years of band by listening to my section and playing my part by ear. Today, I like playing operatic neo-folk speed metal on the flute.
2. My nickname in my family circle is "The Corpse" for a variety of reasons. One: I'm almost always ice cold to the touch. Two: I'm so hard to wake in the morning (afternoon more often) that my brother jokes that a defibrillator is necessary. Three: I have a very weak pulse. So weak in fact, that it's virtually impossible to find on my wrist, and you have to push harder than usual on my throat to find it there. My friend Daisy once tried to find my pulse while riding in a car with another friend, as she was proud that she was learning how to take vitals. The color drained out of her face as she kept trying to find it, and found nothing. I grinned and she exclaimed "ohhhhhh shit! Are you alive?! And she's SITTING BEHIND ME HALP.". It's because I have very low blood pressure, always have. I showed her how to find it afterwards. XD The fourth reason I'm called "The Corpse" is because I am VERY sallow. I look jaundiced, but my liver is fine. Just some olive undertones on very white skin is all.
3. I am left-handed.
4. I am hyper-sensitive to others feelings. I can read you like a book if you aren't careful. So don't try to hide anything from me---I'll know. One day I walked into the living room and saw my niece sitting there. There was an odd feeling in the air. I said "Something's wrong, isn't it?" To which she became defensive. I told her everything she was feeling, and she got all bug-eyed and angry and said" Stop it!!!! I hate it when you do that! I don't want to talk about it and I certainly don't want everyone in the room to know what's in my head!!" >.> Oops.
5. I draw from images I have in my head. When I draw, I'm looking at an image that has formed in my brain. My art professor said that it was an unusual ability. I thought everyone did that...? I am always thinking about art, when I walk around I count repetition in various things, analyze textures and imagine the palette on my art program to correctly identify various color schemes in real life. IT. NEVER. TURNS. OFF.
6. I have always felt comfort in the darkness. I have proof of that in a journal entry about Halloween that I made when I was 9 years old, the teacher asked "What do you love most about Halloween?" My reply? "I like Halloween because I get to go out at night and the night makes me feel happy." Never mind the candy or dressing up. THE NIGHT. That was the best part.
7. I learned what death was at age 2, I called it "Night-night forever". By age 5, I learned what nearly dying felt like, as I nearly died of the flu. The doctor said that I had another fifteen minutes left and I would've been dead. Note: It's not a bad thing, death. When you get that close to it, it's actually pretty nice. The pain of the flu went away, I was no longer troubled by aches or the fever that was frying my brain...I was crying pus I was so dehydrated. But, I didn't feel bad anymore. As I rode to the hospital in a delirium, I remember thinking "so this is death...it isn't bad!" Ever since I survived that, I've sort of felt half-alive. I've had three other near-death experiences since then.
8. I have chronic depression. There is no telling when I'll shift from a pleasant mood to a black one. When a lapse hits me, I'll feel like I'm 1,000 pounds, my bones ache, my head swims with melancholy and I can do NOTHING to break out of it. It. Is. HELL. I wouldn't wish this shit on anybody. I would like to get treatment for it, however I cannot afford medical insurance OR dental...how am I to afford prescription poison? So until I can find a solution, the only thing I can do to fight the depression when it claims me, is vigorous exercise and keeping my mind constantly occupied with work.
9. I speak like someone out of the 19th century most days. I've been called "terribly antiquated" before. Makes me wonder if I didn't actually experience the time period in a past life or something. That feeling is doubled by the fact that I just KNOW some things, that I just KNEW things even as a child, and things from the period of around 1860-1930's seem AWFULLY familiar to me. I feel most at home in a room full of antiques from those eras.
10. I've always had an affinity towards the macabre and the bizarre. I was a very unusual child. It is good that I came from the family that I did, because any regular family would have been disturbed by me. I began studying things like medicine and all facets of science at age four, as I learned how to read very early. I learned how to speak early, and I walked before I crawled. I had my birthday memorized and would repeat it like some savant when asked. "March 11, 1985 at 4:27P.M!" I would say, at as early an age as 2. I always knew what day it was, and I never forgot a birthday. I developed a passion for medicine-making by age 8, and by age 11 I was making anti-bacterial poultices and salves like a boss. I learned how to grow plants hydroponically, and even knew which plants could kill, and how much it would take. I had a disturbing fascination with medieval weaponry and would draw up blue-prints for my dad to make into new and exciting weapons. I was a very atypical child.
Additional questions added by
1.What is your favorite thing to draw???
Pretty much anything expressive, so people mostly. People in any form is my fixation.
2. What are you afraid of?
Afraid? Of being left alone. Of never achieving my goals. Those are my fears.
3. Frodo is to a unicorn as The Phantom of the Opera is to what?
Well, Frodo is relative to a unicorn because they are both fantasy-realm creations...so I would say the answer is Scorpion.
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