| x-post hiatus |
[Feb. 18th, 2008|04:37 pm] |
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Woo! I am the worst cross-poster ever! Seeing as I can't seem to keep up, I'm going to stop trying until I find a proper updating client... or something. |
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| On the road to Mdantsane~ |
[Feb. 12th, 2008|11:25 pm] |
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Auuugh, it's been such a long couple days. I'm slightly ahead on Roadsong tones, so I took today to do pencils on another project.
I was expecting a sort of artists' high (SPARTAAAAA) from starting a new project, or from doing pencils when I've been working on tones for so long. But instead I'm rusty and it only took one crowded fight scene to crush my spirit like a little bug. So, I get no sense of accomplishment for today, only listlessness and a vacant stare. *drools on self*
Does this happen to anyone else? You have a perfectly decent art-day, and yet as soon as you look away from your pages you start to think that everything looked like crap? So then you have to get your pages back out and look at them to remind yourself that they're fine. Good, even. But then you put them away for the second time and start wondering all over again if they actually looked really bad? This is happening to me with increasing frequency.
Luckily I have purchased Johnny Clegg's albums "Work for All" and "One Life" to console me. They are getting me through my tones with alarming speed! They make me chairdance an alarming amount!
Before I go, here's another digital sketch thing. I must draw everyone with a cat!
Mm, I'm gonna go lie down and be tired now. |
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| Layouting |
[Feb. 11th, 2008|12:26 am] |
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Mmm, new layout. It's exactly what I've been looking for as it's nice and clean and will flatter pretty much any header I decide to shlep on it. Alas, I've now realized that it doesn't display songs or mood themes and that's a little annoying... but maybe I'll find my way around that someday. And speaking of things to do someday, I'd love to learn that neat trick where you can get your header image to switch to a different picture every time you refresh the page. I dig it.
Anyways, seeing as I'm dog tired of talking about myself, I put that King quote I like in the navigation bar. Dunno how long it's gonna stay there.
Jou Jou Jou
Other than that it's been a lazy lazy day. I wasn't able to do as much work as I would have liked, but I kicked so much butt on tones yesterday that I could afford a little slacking today.
PS. Observant parties may observe that I've included links to my new-ish Insanejournal (I'm crap at x-posting) and deviantart (I update sporadically and have thus far friended no one! I am unfriendly!) accounts.
... So yeah, if you're on Insanejournal or Deviantart, you now know where to find me. No promises of activity, though. |
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| I have a competition in me. |
[Feb. 4th, 2008|12:24 am] |
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Today has lasted forever and been far too short, both at once.
Bleah, existential heartache.
I spent a lot of today being angry with my own slack. My trouble is that I can draw like the dickens, but due to laziness and apathy I'm turning out mediocre work. (Comics, that is.) Well, mediocre compared to what I know I'm capable of.
Roadsong 3 is on schedule, and will be all over by the end of this month. After that I'm turning over a new leaf, I swear I am. No more feeling angry, I'm gonna do right by me.
Oh hey... and I got to see my much-anticipated There Will Be Blood last night. It was highly ambiguous and I don't think I understood everything... but that's okay. I seem to have really really liked it, and I can't stop thinking about it. I have such a thing for those tragic, never happy, never satisfied, ruthlessly competitive characters. (...Also for Daniel Day-Lewis in a moustache. Mr. Day-Lewis is basically your daddy, and I won't listen to any arguments on the matter.)
What is it with me, always identifying with the forces of evil?
That said, here's a sketch of my latest imaginary friend.
He's been knocking about in my brain for two weeks... I'm eerily obsessed. He insists his name is Hydra.
Oh, and while I was doodling this in my favorite coffee shop, a man stopped and asked if I was designing clothes. Weird.
EDIT: Gonna try x-posting in IJ for awhile to see how it goes... or to see if I can remember to keep it up. |
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| I can hardly speak. |
[Jan. 21st, 2008|01:19 am] |
Hmmm.... |
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