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it can only be two ways....i will either die...and therefore not be able to do art anymore.....or not be able to do art anymore and then die. i cannot imagine any other life.

"pluck all the wires from your skin and toss them to the wind"

http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21824497/ Thu, 04 Dec 2008 23:25:12 PST

1. the girl in the black "maids" outfit isn't alice, or black/evil alice, she is CALIE alice's daughter from Zenescopes wonderland comicbook series. read more about it and purchase them online here [link] or usually in your local comic shop. dont expect to say something dumb along these lines and get a chuckle from me. no it doesn't mean i have no sense of humor, it just means you're not actually being funny. it happens, go on knowing this and you're life will become easier.

2. yes, i am a girl

3. i AM NOT taking requests/commissions/more work, i barely have time to work on my commissions. thank you anyway.

4. please pay special attention to my descriptions. i dont say much. but if it's stated that i only colored the piece, please keep comments to the coloring nature. thank you on a slightly side note, please do not compare my work/characters to somebody else's. it is insulting and completely nonrelated to my art to mention somebody else's art.

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NEW ONE!

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ever since the invention of this little word or phrase everything that is deep or requires any emotional thought is considered emo.

not only is it just a phrase but it is ALWAYS said as an insult to something else, unless it's said about music.

i've told a few people to fuck off today as a result of their idiocy and complete disrespect for my most recent deviation, or any thought that was put behind it.

god i hate people that use that word. fuck them. trying to ignore one stupid comment is one thing, but one that is continuously made against my slit-wrists covers is really just too much. maybe if they're lucky they will get their asses kicked by some "emo" irl. i hope they do. and anybody else who decides it's cool to go around the internet spreading their venom and shit.

if a picture could describe how i feel right now, these do it. today it rained!

Features are from my favourites and deviations I have commented on:

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it can only be two ways....i will either die...and therefore not be able to do art anymore.....or not be able to do art anymore and then die. i cannot imagine any other life.

"pluck all the wires from your skin and toss them to the wind"

http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21786498/ Tue, 02 Dec 2008 16:09:59 PST

1. the girl in the black "maids" outfit isn't alice, or black/evil alice, she is CALIE alice's daughter from Zenescopes wonderland comicbook series. read more about it and purchase them online here [link] or usually in your local comic shop. dont expect to say something dumb along these lines and get a chuckle from me. no it doesn't mean i have no sense of humor, it just means you're not actually being funny. it happens, go on knowing this and you're life will become easier.

2. yes, i am a girl

3. i AM NOT taking requests/commissions/more work, i barely have time to work on my commissions. thank you anyway.

4. please pay special attention to my descriptions. i dont say much. but if it's stated that i only colored the piece, please keep comments to the coloring nature. thank you on a slightly side note, please do not compare my work/characters to somebody else's. it is insulting and completely nonrelated to my art to mention somebody else's art.

[link]

NEW ONE!

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so today i ordered and upgrade for CS4 holy shit i'm excited! I'll admit, finally after all these years it's about time i gave adobe some money.

well, yeah they deserve it besides, it's made me enough by now.

so, idiots idiots idiots, why do these people think they are better than you but are really just blissfully ignorant? no the world doesn't work the way you think it does. the thing thats gets to me the most (usually in an argument about a critique or whether or not something is funny) is why do they insist on telling you you're the one to blame? dont like what they have to say? you either can't take a critique (even if what they said or how they said it was completely disrespectful, and thats why you have a problem with it) or you have no sense of humor (even though what they said was in no way funny and just down right annoying). ugh. i hate idiots! the only thing in this whole fucking world that strikes a nerve deep down inside. yes, there will always be an endless string of them, and i will always be here telling them off, i've come to terms with it, so you might as well too, or get smarter. you pick.

i spent thanksgiving in south dakota, fuck was it cold! about 30 degrees the day we left. managed to somehow convince to come back with me as well as Talent Caldwell. that was interesting. we missed our flight back TWICE. i wouldn't recommend it. thats what i get for not writing down what time i was flying back. second time around we ran out of gas on the way to the airport. the night before thanksgiving we partied till about 10 AM, then went to bed for a few hours before waking up to eat turkey. now thats the way to do it, why the hell do i gotta fly all the way back to south da fuckin kota to party so hard!?

so i got back safe, yeah. we made it despite all the difficulties.

so the other night i went and saw Sisters of Mercy, that was a really cool show. ineteresting mix of concert goers at that one. most people dressed in black vinyl or leather, but there was one dude in a Hawaiian shirt too. i chose the wrong footwear and could hardly be excited for the mutiple song encore they did.

so now i have lots of work to do. every time i think i'm in deep shit with pages, and hardly no time to do them, they extend deadlines giving me just enough time to do all of it. it's definitely time to stop letting that happen.

"If we are not careful, we begin to mistake this activity for meaning. We turn our lives into a series of tasks that can occupy all the hours of the clock and still leave us breathless with our sense of work left undone.

And always there is work undone. We will die with work undone. The labors of life are endless. Better that you should accept the rhythms of life and know that there are times when you need to stop to draw a breath, no matter how great the labors are before you."

ah, le~sigh. what can you do? there isn't enough time for anything anymore. where is this magical place that i keep telling myself i need to be to relax. doing lots of work for DC, and a little for Marvel, you think this would be it. but nothing has... ]]> `Bakanekonei http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21270242/ http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21270242/ Sun, 23 Nov 2008 22:37:05 PST

1. the girl in the black "maids" outfit isn't alice, or black alice, she is CALIE alice's daughter from Zenescopes wonderland comicbook series. read more about it and purchase them online here [link] or usually in your local comic shop.

2. yes, i am a girl

3. i DO NOT take requests, i barely have time to work on my commissions.oh yeah, i'm also not currently taking any more work or side jobs. thank you anyway.

4. please pay special attention to my descriptions. i dont say much. but if it's stated that i only colored the piece, please keep comments to the coloring nature. thank you on a slightly side note, please do not compare my work/characters to somebody else's. it is insulting and completely nonrelated to my art to mention somebody else's art.

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NEW ONE!

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so, sitting here drinking my coffee listening to internet radio i finally decided to write this journal. it's been on my mind for a few days now, and i want to share it.

well, some of you remember my journal awhile ago about losing myself, and trying to get it back. while a vast many of you didn't understand what i was getting at and told me it's impossible to get back good times of the past, a few of you understood what i meant. i didn't mean good times, loves shared, friends lost, or anything like that. no.

i meant purely, myself.

well, i dont quite know what did it, but i did find it. it had been coming back for awhile i suppose, but i not at full strength yet, until the last few days. it took going home, going out, seeing movies again, being with friends and just being a dork like i love. it also took seeing some of my older favorite movies (like great expectations, which it's green setting and overgrown house has always greatly inspired the part of me i love most). and lastly, remembering.

remembering who i was, it took little things to help.. it's not something i could do by myself, and it's not something that was going to happen on it's own. it took a little searching, and a little remembering. i had forgot, and nobody knew me. i've tried to explain this to a couple people, but the thing i am probably worst at next to math, might be saying aloud what i truly mean. so i hope you guys are reading this. so now i guess i have to explain it.

it's a feeling of down to earth, and down to basics. feeling the things around me and being in tune rather than just being here staring at them. knowing what i want, and working towards that. enjoying life. i wasn't. not really, REALLY enjoying and savoring it. it's very important. to me, anyway. THAT is who i am. when i was doing nothing but working, and doing a little thing i like to call "just living and not really living", i lost that part of myself that enjoys the little things. it happened very subtly, little by little until i didn't know where it had gone, it just was gone. and i've found it again. i've been taught my lesson, now i know better, and i know what it takes. i will not let it happen again. they say being selfish is a bad thing, but sometimes you have to be just a little selfish to be happy, for when you give all of yourself to something or somebody else, what is left of you? a hollow shell, thats what. i'd lost the part of me that really and wholesomely loves the things around me that i enjoy, and the part of me that wishes to share those things with others around me. the part of me that is giving, and the part of me that is really compassionate.

i also want to share a little bit out of a book i've been reading. it's a book called simple truths by Kent Nerburn. i found it in a little shop down the street that caries all sorts of things my favorite shop back home did.

"We can easily fill our days with activity. We buy, we sell, we move from place to place. There is always more to be done, always a way to keep from staring into the still pool where life is more than chatter of the small affairs of the mind.

If we are not careful, we begin to mistake this activity for meaning. We turn our lives into a series of tasks that can occupy all the hours of the clock and still leave us breathless with our sense of work left undone.

And always there is work undone. We will die with work undone. The labors of life are endless. Better that you should ac... ]]> `Bakanekonei http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21149820/ http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21149820/ Wed, 29 Oct 2008 02:18:20 PDT

1. the girl in the black "maids" outfit isn't alice, or black alice, she is CALIE alice's daughter from Zenescopes wonderland comicbook series. read more about it and purchase them online here [link] or usually in your local comic shop.

2. yes, i am a girl

3. i DO NOT take requests, i barely have time to work on my commissions.oh yeah, i'm also not currently taking any more work or side jobs. thank you anyway.

4. please pay special attention to my descriptions. i dont say much. but if it's stated that i only colored the piece, please keep comments to the coloring nature. thank you on a slightly side note, please do not compare my work/characters to somebody else's. it is insulting and completely nonrelated to my art to mention somebody else's art.

[link]

Deeply shaken see I come that way

Ill at ease in my own skin

I hum along to the down home drone

Down in my soul to stay

Ain't gonna listen to my own noise

Even though I love the sound

It come back hollow on hollow

When it come back around

Back around

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose these things not mine to keep

The spirit is willing the flesh is weak

How long have you been standing there

Only here a lonley man

I do

I get behind myself

Grieved in my spirit by my hands

Seemes he has turned his head

This collector of useless clutter

Somethin now has caught his eye

Now his words only stumble out in stutters

things come to pass and i think i've found my new anthem.

Features are from my favourites and deviations I have commented on:

________________

READ MY FAQ HERE [link]

TUTORIALS HERE [link] and HERE [link]

it can only be two ways....i will either die...and therefore not be able to do art anymore.....or not be able to do art anymore and then die. i cannot imagine any other life.

"pluck all the wires from your skin and toss them to the wind"

http://Bakanekonei.deviantart.com/journal/21119730/ Thu, 23 Oct 2008 01:50:29 PDT

1. the girl in the black "maids" outfit isn't alice, or black alice, she is CALIE alice's daughter from Zenescopes wonderland comicbook series. read more about it and purchase them online here [link] or usually in your local comic shop.

2. yes, i am a girl

3. i DO NOT take requests, i barely have time to work on my commissions.oh yeah, i'm also not currently taking any more work or side jobs. thank you anyway.

4. please pay special attention to my descriptions. i dont say much. but if it's stated that i only colored the piece, please keep comments to the coloring nature. thank you on a slightly side note, please do not compare my work/characters to somebody else's. it is insulting and completely nonrelated to my art to mention somebody else's art.

[link]

falling softly each drop hits with a soft whisper

time is stopping and then it comes into being

slowly looks up and out of the mist

seeing a figure in front of it, which is believing.

beginning with a motion,

a falling of the hand

a hammer if you will,

flooding emotions fill the scene

a life as it could be, a figure as it will be

swirling around and a promise of a dying land, fearless.

time is stopping and then it comes into being

something that you didn't expect

time is stopping and then it comes into being

crawling out of the mud

it turns around and sees the frozen life as it has been, as it wished and wanted and it's hopes and

dreams stood.

back around, and..

life as it should be, will be.

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TUTORIALS HERE [link] and HERE [link]

it can only be two ways....i will either die...and therefore not be able to do art anymore.....or not be able to do art anymore and then die. i cannot imagine any other life.

"pluck all the wires from your skin and toss them to the wind"