You heard it first guys, Skoolmunkee is actually a goddess. O_O
Or a very, very clever scientist…
You've been here longer than me. You should be way more comfortable with the skool=goddess concept.
Recently an add appeared on Craigslist blasting the Milwaukee graffiti and street artists. It names only the people who tag, but whoever made this ad seems to have a serious beef with the school and street art in general. There's been posters appearing all over the city according to a couple friends who are still living there. I personally, am hardly worried by this wacko since it's common knowledge that police departments keep lists of photos and locations without the help of citizens, but I do wonder if this person/persons understands the irony of their plastering posters all over town announcing their little war.
Edit: If you look at the rest of the Milwaukee art listings, you can pretty much see the resulting shitstorm from MIAD students in response to having the entire school being branded as taggers. lol!
I was working on a sketch…actually…drawing for the Weekly Sketch group here at DD that was recently started.
I tried inking it a few minutes ago, but my hand decided to start shaking a bunch. It's pretty much whenever I have caffiene, and I had a cup of coffee this morning. So I won't be able to ink it for a little while, sadly. I think it'll turn out really good though.
I think if I do that, every week, I'll be improving my art a looooot.
I need to sketch stuff a lot more.
And I decided I might just run on the treadmill instead of outside today. I wanted to do some shadowboxing. And I haven't gotten the chance to do any wall-sits, or jumping jacks, or jordans, so I guess it's a good thing I'm switching it up :]
Also, the haircut I got yesterday actually looks good. It's short, and I actually like it.
One exam down, three to go. IB English was today. It was really easy for the most part, but I think I did badly on the last question.
I wish we could have a few days of monderate temperature here. It goes from 30 below to 5 and raining to 30 above. Also, I hate that now, just when it's nice enough to go outside, you can't because the freaking mosquitoes will eat you alive. I don't get why people live here.
In unrelated news, my coworker is going to those meetings that were going to interrupt my holiday, and will report back to me whether anything interesting happens. So- holiday is back on! Yorkshire castles here I come. :] (for 2.5 days)
I think I'm completely killing my hands and wrists somehow. The arthritis has been miserable- strangely, it's not bad when I'm drawing, but I can't really hold semi-heavy objects or open doors. And my wrists keep- I dunno- torquing or something when i do stuff like tie up garbage bags, or rip off duct tape.
I don't mind saying that scares the hell out of me.
Stupid mosquitoes are biting the crap out of me! Especially my hands, which is incredibly annoying. I think I'm just going to start carrying afterbite everywhere. God, I forgot how much I hate those stupid things. Also, I swear I saw one yesterday that was like, 20x the size of a normal mosquito. Thankfully I saw it from the other side of a window.
Hey Hippie, my two year old is in love with your new vanimation!
Also, I swear I saw one yesterday that was like, 20x the size of a normal mosquito. Thankfully I saw it from the other side of a window.
You see those things too? If ever they figure out how to get on the right side of the glass, mankind is finished.
Rant: Apparently the whole country has been in the grip of electrical storms, but what do I get? Not one flicker, not one single rumble. There was a cloud earlier, dark enough to make me drag my smalls in off the washing line, but nothing. When I was a kid they used to tell me thunder was the man in the moon, rearranging his furniture. Only in Britain would they equate the cataclysmic forces of nature with a bit of a tidy round.
I think I'm completely killing my hands and wrists somehow. The arthritis has been miserable- strangely, it's not bad when I'm drawing, but I can't really hold semi-heavy objects or open doors. And my wrists keep- I dunno- torquing or something when i do stuff like tie up garbage bags, or rip off duct tape.
I don't mind saying that scares the hell out of me.
I think I'm heading in the same direction.
- - - - - Taking a break in the middle of pencilling my third page today. I was worried because two of the four main characters are guys with long hair… what if they look too similar? But right now they look quite differently. First one has slightly wavy hair that sit in hmm… "large blocks" (don't know hairstyle terminology, haha), while the second one has thinner strands two of which hang from the sides of his face while the rest goes behind his ears. He also has a pointier nose. That should be enough.
I have the third character worked out pretty well already and the fourth one… well, she'll probably give me the same kind of grief as the first two did.
Actually that's an interesting thing I read somewhere, how more cartoony characters are easier to identify with for the reader, so I'm trying to incorporate that… plus, I don't like to constantly return to the more complicated designs so I keep these for the supporting cast… Main characters have the basic look that makes them easy to distinquish from others and their personality is filled throughout the story, whereas supporting characters just pop up so in a way their visuals have to fill the gap in their characterization, things you can't cover in the limited amount of pages that you have to cover. - - - - - I'm really happy I was several days ahead with my writing cause the art will be late most likely. I'm trying to put a certain amount of detail on stuff and keep the characters looking the same, so I have to spend some time drawing and redrawing things, adding stuff etc.
I really hope that someday I can achieve the level of mastery as some people do, where they just grab the pencil, start drawing and it looks great from the start.
Rant: Apparently the whole country has been in the grip of electrical storms, but what do I get? Not one flicker, not one single rumble. There was a cloud earlier, dark enough to make me drag my smalls in off the washing line, but nothing. When I was a kid they used to tell me thunder was the man in the moon, rearranging his furniture. Only in Britain would they equate the cataclysmic forces of nature with a bit of a tidy round.
There was some thunder here earlier. Well, I say some, but it was just a single rumble. I thought it was someone taking a wheelie bin out at first.
I feel so ripped off.
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Prototype is like a loving, caring husband who is also an angry, violent drunk. Every so often, he'll come home completely smashed and beat his wife within an inch of her life.
And by that rambling metaphor, I mean that it's good until the bits where it isn't as good.
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I just got this bizarre sense of deja vu. I didn't whine about something, then edit in a whine about a game that's a few posts below something Hippie whined about insects a while ago, did I?
Hey Hippie, my two year old is in love with your new vanimation!
Woo! As long as it entertains toddlers it's more than good enough for me.
Also, I swear I saw one yesterday that was like, 20x the size of a normal mosquito. Thankfully I saw it from the other side of a window.
You see those things too? If ever they figure out how to get on the right side of the glass, mankind is finished.
My dad has been trying to convince me that they aren't mosquitoes, but I know what I saw.
Also, I like that explanation for thunder. :) My parents are scientists so I always got the real explanations for that stuff.
I just got this bizarre sense of deja vu. I didn't whine about something, then edit in a whine about a game that's a few posts below something Hippie whined about insects a while ago, did I?
That's very possible. I always whine about mosquitoes in the summer. I hate them so much.
I've gotten used to mosquitoes. They don't bother me. Same with cockroaches. It happens when you live in swampland. :nervous: …
I just spent… I dunno- hours? printing up patches and shirts for the yard sale.
I found all the missing prints, too. But I've got to wait to haul the rest of 'em out until the flat files I ordered come in. I have, like, 5 22x30" boxes of frickin' prints filled to the brim already. Sheesh. I never realise how much art I've made until I have to do this moving crap. Tally up another benefit for working completely digitally! :gem: …
My dad has been trying to convince me that they aren't mosquitoes, but I know what I saw.
the large ones are male mosquitoes. the females are the leaches that suck blood and annoy everyone. ——–
this will sound really bad, but, i love getting my ass handed to me in TKD. pain is the best teacher. like, if i think a guy is open for a punch, and he's leaning off his back leg, it may look like he's off balance, but what he's really doing is drawing me in for a front leg round kick to the head. so on and so forth.
My nose has been runny all the time this month :/ It's gotten to the point were i don't even bother to get up to throw them away, just throw and miss so the scatter around my trash can. No wonder my mom always asks 'what were u doing in there?' in the 'wow you masturbate a lot' tone. -_-
It's kind of a mix between 'oh god were you?' and 'honey, it's perfectly natural'.