I draw when I have important things to do.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
EAT SUGAR COATED BORAX YOU FUCKING ANTS!
I HOPE YOU ALL DIE. FEED YOUR QUEEN. FEED YOUR PEOPLE. FEED THEM AND DIE!
I was okay with you guys when you were just here or there, but when you swarm on top my precious can of coke that’s when I get pissed.
I hope you enjoy my lovely glob of sugar-borax dabbled in water next to your fucking hole in my molding. I hope you enjoy your last meal fuckers!
My father is ready by 3am everyday to go to work to avoid rush-hour both to work and from(since he leaves work early to match) and he sees my light on I guess and slow as can be opens my door till it’s slightly cracked ajar and then he peers in and all I see is the reflection of his glasses and he says, “You have a dentist appointment soon.” (I have to leave tomor-today at 9:30am for said appointment)
I stare at him and say…”I got back an hour ago?”
then he looks at his watch, slowly looks back up to me, stares for a minute and then slowly closes the door.
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The end.
An update on something that makes me optimistic for my future.
My best friend Jordan and I just spent the entire day connecting six separate stories into one world all taking place within about 5000 years. They are all completely different: Different plots, different cultures, different types of characters, different genres. They all stand alone to boot. The only thing similar about these stories is that they all take place on the same planet based off of Earth, they all have men and women in it, and they all have one secret thing that connects them into one epic string of stories.
One of them includes my story BloodDrop, another is a story Jordan and I started in highschool called Good Intentions, another we started in college called Lotus Eaters, another Jordan and her brother started called FarSight that Jordan and I have now picked up and two currently un-named stories.
We have goals.
It’s wonderful.
And on top of that my other best friend, Emily and I are working on a collab comic called Cat’s Cradle.
So many wonderful things lie ahead for me.
I’ve never felt this optimistic before in my life.
Let’s see where the next few weeks go, if I have enough of a drive than I know I’ll be able to keep it and great things will happen.
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That is all.
Clown number two. Felt much better getting this done in one sitting instead of two. I can’t wait to do the next one on Thursday.
Ok, so I’m drawing a series of all the clowns from the circus, this is the first, and may I note that I don’t think I’ve ever made anything so fucking colourful before in my life.
I really like mowing the lawn.
When I was younger I hated it, and I would try to make bargains with my father so that he would do it instead. But now, man, it’s so relaxing, I just listen to music and mow, I don’t even care that I get cut by my low branched trees(and there are a lot of them on my property) and I don’t care about the bugs and possibly getting tics on me, I just don’t care, it’s just suddenly something that I love doing.
Me: “Oh the grass grew two inches, time to mow the lawn!”
Parents: “But you mowed it three days ago.”
Me: “Yeah…so?”
Parents: “But-“
Me: *already outside on the lawn mower*
Best RP
Jetsamjunk: Wanna rp with me RIGHT NOW, ALL NIGHT
Pettyartist: AWWW YEAH
Jetsamjunk: WOOOO, OK I WILL START
Jetsamjunk: SO NO NAME WALKS INTO TOWN AND BURNS IT DOWN WITH HER LASER VISION.
Jetsajunk: your turn
Pettyartist: I WALK IN AND EAT NO-NAME. I PROCEED TO STOMP THE TOWN FLAT BECAUSE I AM NOW THE SIZE OF GODZILLA
Jetsamjunk: OMG YOU TOTALLY CONSUMED HER CHAOTIC...ness
Jetsamjunk: YOU ARE NOW A CYBORG
Jetsamjunk: HER PARTS TAKE YOU OVER
Jetsamjunk: SHE IS TRYING TO TAKE CONTROL
Jetsamjunk: ROLL TO RESIST
Jetsamjunk: I ROLLED A 20
Pettyartist: I ROLLED A ONE
Pettyartist: I EXPLODE
Pettyartist: MY GUTS COVER EVERYTHING
Jetsamjunk: NO NAME EMERGES FROM THE REMAINS
Pettyartist: IT'S A MESS
Jetsamjunk: SHE THEN EATS THEM AND THEN EATS ALL SURVIVORS IN THE TOWN
Pettyartist: VILLAGERS NEED TO ROLL A FORTITUDE CHECK
Jetsamjunk: AND RAPES THE bUILDINGS
Pettyartist: Fffffff all the buildings are gone
Jetsamjunk: SHE IS NOW THE TOWN
Jetsamjunk: CYBORG TOWN, IT STARTS SPREADING ACROSS THE MAP, MAGIC TURNS INTO SCIENCE, TREES TURN INTO COMPUTERS, PEOPLE TURN INTO FLOPPY DISKS, MONSTERS TURN INTO PORTABLE HARD DRIVES, THE WORLD GOES UP IN FLAMES, THE END.
Jetsamjunk: wow that was great
Pettyartist: Best RP
I can’t stop thinking about clowns.
The ones at the circus had such wonderful form, really nice well defined, animated poses, you could read what they were trying to convey, and they would dance like kids next to the fancy dancers in the high heels. They were so sweet and charming and ahh, man I love clownsss.
that is all.
Jetsamjunk: what are you talking about Jaime?
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ✧* ＳＡＴＡＮ ＤＥＳＵ: I read Homestuck, thats all
Jetsamjunk: nevermind I don't want to know
Darumakas for Jaime. Gonna make some stickers of these badboys.
Ok, I’m done with the pics.
Tomorrow tho’ I will prolly be uploading the pics from the Andrew’s Air Show that I went to last Saturday…so there’ll be a lot of planes…so many planes.
The finale when the dragon came out! The top pic tho is the motorcyclists, they got eight guys in a sphere, apparently a world record.
Ring master shots along with the dwarf, this guy could sing, man, he was really good!
Some “other” category images: clowns, animals and one of the dancers.
