Your freedom was written by a person you don’t know.
The world is out to get you, but not that person on the internet.
Your community is the only people who value you, everyone else is evil and just don’t get it.
Those have spawned you, those who pretended to love you.
evil.
Your freedom was written down on an article.
One you looked for in tears; you want to hear someone.
Hear sympathy written hopefully by a human.
How could this happen to an angel like you?
Everyone is evil. There’s no grace, no kindness, only evil.
It’s so sad because the defenseless who live in society—some who want others to protect them—will face evil.
Your freedom is posted on a Tiktok.
Your community is full of the only innocent people in the world.
Your community believes the only people that deserve to be alive are good people.
Bad people are people that hurt people. There’s only one way, only one type of person and there’s no escape.
One day, you will kill the witches for good.
It was a practice sketch for a guy in sea foam…it didn’t come out as I wanted and just kinda looks weird and vague. I think I like it enough. I adjusted my main palette and I will discuss my changes in a new post. Some of my changes are not forever as I’ve bought new paints…but, it’s nice to discuss it.
If anyone wants to give any suggestions on content (that isn’t long winded stories—those take longer than a month to write and I’m not gonna have you sitting here for a month waiting) they’d like to see, it would be helpful. Do y’all like my shorter stories and writings? Do you want more art? What’s up? (I’m trying to write character profiles now but they’re so long it’s difficult to put into a small post.)
A beautiful woman appeared whilst I daydreamed—amazingly plump, dark, and lovely. She was unnaturally and inhumanly beautiful.
It was a wedding, a wedding I wanted to be in. She was graceful in her movements as she came up to me in a beautiful _____.
Sadorno, my love, I love you with all my soul and will love you to the end of time. Run away with me, love me. Let’s go back home. Kiss me!
I smacked my head against the mirror trying to kiss her and opened my eyes to my ugly, ashy ass. I looked like a fool and my hair was a straightened rat’s nest. My curls would never come back unless I cut my hair. I couldn’t do it now or mama would kill me! My hair was damaged from years of straightening, pulling, straightening, bleaching, and pulling, that shit is never going to revert.
Would cugalo care if I cut that shit off?
I straightened it anyway.
My cugalo was looking for me so we could go to our wedding. I couldn’t let him see my hair, so I put a wrap on. I heard the dumbass clunking in his heels.
“Made, are you ready for our wedding?” Damijo called out. Stupid, irritating dragging ass voice! Can’t stand you! We only met once by accident, and I was hoping I was going to die before meeting you again! A Nene!
I turned to him and tried to look friendly, but I know I glared at his brainless looking ass.
“No, I need to get my headdress and coat on!” I replied. “You are going to curse our wedding being impatient!”
I turned back around but I could see him in the mirror. He straight up rolled his eyes at me and scoffed.
“What do you mean?” He replied aggressively. “It’s not serious. It’s not like you actually love me or want to get married to me. Our dads put us together.”
He was a well-built man from dancing and had nice characteristics on his body from decent genes, but I was straight up grossed out knowing I had to be with him. I didn’t like how my mom was more into him than he was into me.
I ignored him and put lipstick on, but then I felt anxious because he didn’t seem to care for me either and sounded just as irritated with me as I was with him. It gave me doubts about our relationship. I winced.
“Damijo, are you even attracted to me?” I asked. “Do you even love me?”
He audibly gulped and rubbed his neck. His face turned red.
“Do I love you?” He replied. “Well, I’m a bit nervous. I don’t want to mess up anything…you know, it’s really nerve-wrecking to be in a wedding and also officially meeting the person…I don’t even know what you’re thinking…um, yeah, I’m very nervous.”
He sounded very…lowly to me and had a slow draw and a very southern accent. He sounded stupider than Mal to me, not because of his accent because his dad has a similar accent and sounds intelligent and very well spoken, but Damijo sounds like a straight fool on top of his irritating rocking and his irritating voice. Nails on a chalkboard.
And, oh, of course I got put with him, he talks so politically, dodging my question.
“I see,” I said. “Might as well ask, how do you feel about fatherhood?”
He smiled, his eyes looked uncomfortable, but his facial features and body language came off as happy and smug.
“Wouldn’t we have to have sex for that?” He replied smirking.
He did a loud, ugly cackle. Must I hear that every day?! Why me???
“Yes,” I replied sighing. Ugh, I can’t believe I have to do this with him!!!!
He rubbed his chin and tapped his foot, which was the least irritating thing he did. He looked back at me and smiled. He tilted his head to the right as he observed me.
“Are you a virgin?” He asked.
I gasped. I- wha- damn…maybe he’ll call off the wedding if I say the truth.
“No,” I replied, feigning anxiety. “You?”
He rolled his eyes but this time it was smug, he put his hands on his hips.
“If I was, I wouldn’t have been put with you,” he replied. “It should be okay, though. I have experience with women.”
I could see mild fear in his eyes after he said that. Aha!
What?” I replied, “What do you mean ‘I have experience with women?’ Do you have sex with men also?”
He cleared his throat and his eyes widened and laughed uncomfortably. He looked as if he was going to cry.
“I…didn’t say that,” he said nervously and looking around. “I said I had experience.”
I felt my eyes roll and roll so hard that they were rolling back.
“Can’t you just leave?” I fussed. “I’ll deal with you later.”
He responded with a gasp at my response. He turned quickly, but walked slowly to the door, clonking in the damn heels again.
“And Damijo?” I said.
He turned around nervously; I should’ve let him leave, but I’m too petty and childish for that shit.
“Don’t think so hard to respond next time,” I said aggressively and mildly like I was yelling. I did feel bad. “I don’t like your parents, but I really don’t like you. We aren’t friends and we aren’t cool. We just are getting married.”
He seemed to be bewildered and amazed. I could tell I stressed him out because his eyes looked hurt, and his lips quivered. He seriously didn’t do anything wrong and I’m being rude to him. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I just can’t stand him!
“That’s fine by me!” He replied just as aggressively—getting to point of screaming.
I picked up my shoe and threw it at his head. It seemed like I may have hurt him. I really need to stop being angry and violent. He rubbed his head and tossed the shoe back and walked out. I heard him cuss underneath his breath.
Hihi, I’ve posted a while back with the comic I was making with these characters. This time I’m showing the written part.
Madenna and Damijo on this lazily done comic.😂
Tell me how you feel about the writing! I think I did a decent job on that scene! When I stop being a lazy bone and when the break is finally over, I will be trying to draw this out.
I typically don’t like walking out When it is unruly blackness and I Have to watch where I am going in fear I will not make it home for supper; it always makes me fearful. I stay awake
Thinking about the night. I remember Looking at the abyss and two eyes there Peered in front of me, opening; I didn’t wait to see if a smile would appear ‘cause I took off running to my wife and kids.
I was in the mood to write poetry and use a syllable counter to write each line with ten syllables. I do not know how to write with iambs and feet or really understand how to do any of that stuff. No matter how much I read on it, I don’t understand. I don’t understand it even to make a conlang.
There are just humongous holes in my linguistics and it’s ridiculous how I have characters that are highly educated and intelligent and skilled with abilities that I do not possess or aren’t at the level yet. I want to be great a lot or call myself a polymath, but I’m a bonehead as of now. A young bonehead.
I don’t have anything but a filler name for him as Emilio. Flurisha’s dad.Piropini, Flurisha’s mom—depicted young after having her first child.
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So, you know…I ran out of things to post…I really want to get my streak up on WordPress and I feel soooo stupid for caring, but practically, these next posts are going to be scheduled. I need to do my homework and I can’t keep pushing it back because I don’t feel like it. I refuse to have this Calculus class drop my GPA.😮💨😮💨😮💨
Trust the process. Showing progress pictures of the character Nejame and his jet-black skin.Designing wedding and everyday coats for Adelewe. The left outfit is for Bamy culture and the other is their conversion religion Ne. The outfit is a wedding outfit for their gender.A swimming outfit design for Adelewe (for Bamy culture!)
As the day goes on, sometimes it’s very hard to draw so I’ll just show y’all some old pictures.
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These characters were likely made in 2012. That’s why the art looks like ugly anime artI physically cannot explain this character without feeling pain so ☺️ no explanation When I was younger, I wanted to be a songwriter and animator and animate songs I wrote. I still want to but this was one.Somewhere in 2015(I believe) when I was into witchy clothing and strange anatomy that I thought looked realisticTo be honest, I don’t know who this is but his torso is too smallA character named Mary. I changed her role and design for other characters but she might come back, I just don’t know how to make her come back Flurisha. As you can see.Adelewe back when I used to draw them with a really thin nose. Flurisha again looking dirty for some reason I couldn’t draw babies. This is my art in 2018 or 2019. It’s a joke picture for the character Zan. He’s with his children that have the filler names Ines and Manuel. I’ve recently switched the ages.I have her name somewhere. She’s supposed to be a goddess but she’s worthless as of now. Maybe I’ll use her for something else.She’s supposed to be a goddess of season.Goddess of lightCreator entity or like a demiurge.I don’t know why I gave these characters such dainty bodies. This is Flurisha again. Noticing a pattern?Adelewe and Flurisha (before I changed Flurisha to look different). It’s a joke picture.Flurisha and Adelewe 😑 I plead the fifth.A character Almyleladona. Made in 2018. I messed up her face and erased it.Sketches in 2018I never noticed how bad this was but it’s a character named Ambrosia and she’s designed to look old fashioned (like the 20s) but it didn’t work and it just looks really childish and bad. She’s also supposed to be from a different planet but was sent somewhere else where people are multicolored. She’s a singer. She’s singing a song here that I wrote for her. I have audio somewhere.As you can tell, by the design of the character and features, that they don’t really … they’re missing a lot of stuff and they look strange.
I know that people can look anyway they want and can do anything they want, but this art looks very white even though some of the characters aren’t white. If not, majority of them are Black or some type of Black mixture, however, I’m not sure how much of that is transferable. As well, the anatomy is … very dreadful. I love the character qualities, but if I’m not sure why I drew the characters looking so tiny.
I took a class in college called figure drawing. I’m not sure if it actually helped my art or I learned on my own while using the stuff brought up in class. Couldn’t tell you. The class happened during the pandemic, but my art looks different now.
2018 Almyleladona. She’s based off of the Pict people.An eastern African hair style, I cannot remember the culture or the area who did it. A rushed picture of Noje to draw her body shape and design her painting (came out horrible!)As you can see, it’s Noje. I was trying to see how I wanted her face to look. She’s much darker than this.This is Natale/None. Originally Noje and None were supposed to male and female twins, but I changed it because I felt like it. I don’t know how to draw this face again but I love it.I think this is a character with the filler name Dahlia. She is a Solie. I never drew her again.Naahale with hair down and no jewelry This Zan’s mom. She has the filler name Marcia. I have to upgrade her look but she looks like this.A study for features m. Didn’t like it at the time but it clearly looks unfinished but I didn’t know that at the time.Endive as a human from the 2008 show Chowder. I love the features I drew.Practicing a style and rendering. I really like spiky hair and makeup like this but I can’t do it in real life.A cute picture that looks blurry because I didn’t know and still don’t understand art principles and using references.I don’t know who this is but I was practicing rendering with my new pencils but I didn’t know what I was doing.Don’t know who this is but I was practicing.Taldejan as an egg.Nalati but poorly drawn.The first attempt making Adelewe actually look not Caucasian. I don’t know why they look so childlike.I don’t know who this is. Could be Mary.Noje and earlier attempts with Adelewe. It’s very hard to draw characters with huge eyes.I don’t have this character a name but she sings and like completely different now.… Early picture of Noshili…Don’t know but they’re very pretty …I’ll fill you in. This is the ONLY picture where I drew Noje’s parents Nadine and Nedale. I have not attempted to draw these characters again. They don’t look like that at all when I drew them. At the time, Noje was supposed to be half human but I didn’t keep that. I struggle to draw men and masculine figures so I haven’t attempted it again.😀 As well, I struggled to draw characters from that and at the time really just like drawing Noje.
I really like drawing faces only, but some people don’t find that interesting so I have to keep on drawing over and over until I can get decent anatomy. It really sucks knowing that I draw a lot, but not often and not anything finished. I can cope.
I’m going to practice making a sequential format. It’s currently been a struggle only due to the fear, but I need to let go.
So, I have this idea coming up for class and I’m scared of it because I am a perfectionist but I’m also very confident I can do it, I just need to start. I’ve been trying to get back into acrylic and try to learn how to really color with coloring pencils. As well, trying to do pen art and consistent watercolor.
Here’s my study
I’m mostly trying to figure out how coloring pencils lay down and layer on each other. It’s Crayola, Prismacolor, and Faber-Castell. I think Crayola is good for a thin base on the bottom, Faber-Castell is good for a base color and a medium layer. Prismacolor is good for a medium layer, top layer, and burnishing. Of course, color usage is very personal. What you see is what you get.
Ink study
Here’s the ink test. This is with a pen called “pigma graphic™ 3” by Sakura. It’s a very nice pen and I can see someone with a very dynamic style use these. I’m not very good at using pens yet. I want to try more pens soon.
I also bought more nibs for my calligraphy pen, I will show that later. 😊
What did you bring to the potluck? 