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Sunday, May 31, 2009

Work in progress...
In pencil, without editing, because my tablet hates me.
Yeah.
So a little about the picture:

Character;
Bell. His name is bell because, his mother forced a bell upon him, and told his it was a curse, and killed herself soon after.
So, Bell believes that this bell; that he wears around his neck, is his curse, and the people around him are cursed as well.

Tramatized. He believed in only death.
The bells on his left arm, are there, as a resemblance of the power he controls around his neck.
Which is, high pitched sound waves that the bell creates.
Oh, and in the WIP, he is killing the good guy, Teruo.
Whom i haven't finished...SSHHHH.
Well, yeah, he wears a jacket, black/leather, that keeps the bells from ringing when he walks.
Obviously he's not, wearing it here.

SO....He's actually supposed to be a good guy tooo...just awesomer, and...yeah...
They are part of a bigger better plot, that i don't feel like tying nao.
Oh...
he has like a nose piercing, and eyebrow piercing too.
Don't ask why his clothes are crappy...
BTW. i kinda like moved the sketch whilst it was scanning, and everything is off.
Because i moved it back too late...D:

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj263/aeiridesigns/WIIIPcuffspi.jpg

I. Tablet.

It was being a bitch and just when i was doing something very challenging.
A pixel id. For my deviantart of course. So, i go to use it and the pen won't work.
DD: So, i spent forever to make lineart,pixel art, and half of a id. Because, my arm, was cramping.
I have been working on it, and i'm finished the pixel part, and now have to do the..other part.
This is going to look like complete crap i have a feeling. So yeah, since 10:00pm last night-4:00am, last night. 7:00am-4:30pm. The time spent on doing this.
So, i gave you guys the Work in Progress, tell me what you think.

II. Language.

Holy, heck.
Learning Japanese here.
Do you KNOW what in hell they learn in first grade??
Kanji.
Insane. Just insane. I need HALP. Cause i phail.

III. Lack of Sunlight.

I feel nocturnal.
I haven't even been out of my damned house.
I might even seen a little pale.
IF that is possible.

IV. Hotness Level, lowering.

Why.
Why do people have to be so hot.
D:
D:

Tuesday, May 19, 2009



I. Music Deprived
II. Girlfriend Deprived
III. Contact with anyone of social life Deprived
IV. Art Deprived
V. Intellect Deprived.


I.
Music Deprived. Being that i was put on punishment for my crappy grades. I wasn't able to listen to music, and my mp3 was taken away. I went 3 months without music before this, and all my energy was drained, and i never wanted to go through that again, but here i am...again. Then, my principal taken it away from me at my lunch hour, and i had to wait until the next friday. Missing that day, i had to wait yet another week. Well, when i finally gotten my mp3 back, my two headphone pairs failed to work. Such, a waste of time, and effort. So yeah, withdraw syndromes kicking in. Shit. Another musical note. I also miss playing my violin. I fail, and fail again at having the time, and patience to play it. Then, when i do, i have to spend a very long amount of time tuning it, and when i actually play it, i dislike the way it sounds. Bleh.
II.
So, Yeah. I am a girl, with a girlfriend, suck it. Well, weeks and weeks pass, i spend only a hour with her barely each day, most of it spent going the fuck home. We attempt to talk to each other online. But because of our sleep habits, we rarely do, she's a insomniac, and when she finally gets to sleep, there isn't any waking her up. But most of the time its a hour, or less. Then my parents, won't take the time to meet hers because they say its not a priority. So we can't even go out. With situations like that, i'd cheat on myself! Whats a relationship, if you aren't close enough to have relations! Then when school is going to end, she's not even going to be in the same state, let alone the same city.
III.
Contact with others, even though i dislike people to a point, i'd like to get out of the house and be able to go somewhere. But, life hates me right now.
IV.
Shit, shit and more shit. I hate my art. I can't even scribble out a nice piece of literature. My brain is fried, and i can't complete anything even when i start it. Nothing. I have to admit, everything in my life was never finished. I never finish any artwork, writing, food, anything. I find that everything i do write or even draw isn't good enough. Because i can't draw what is in my mind on fucking paper. I have to re-learn my anatomy, everything in sentimental value in art. Shit.
V.
I might have to go to fucking summer school. Because world history is complete shit, and everything else is too. Then i won't have a fucking job to go back too. Well, money's out of the equation.

Quote of the hour:
"Don't ask me how my life is, because i'll just lie to you and say just fine. But its really turning to complete and utter shit."