Sketchblog

Quick sketch. This song painted this picture in my mind... but... it sounds slightly more yellow.

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When  I  trusted  another with the most vulnerable part of my being, the risk of losing it increased exponentially. To hope and trust she would never take advantage of that, is to love.  Too many times have I trusted another deeply flawed creature to be responsible with such power, and each failure took a piece of me that I can never get back. I deserve this pain, somehow. This punishment is retribution for the transgressions of my past life. Thus, I shall serve out the rest of my sentence in this existence, alone; protecting what’s left of me from the potential abyss of disappointment that would surely consume me, should I fail again. Why would I risk the tiniest bit of what’s left of myself for a glimmer of hope of what I know to be a lie? Love is a lottery and the chances of winning are just as probable.

*muah*

Charlie did a bad thing. Now she's going to hell. Run, Charlie! RUN! Untenable safety.

So let me kinda, sorta try to explain... I've been really uninspired for a while. You can see that if you just look at 2013's archive. You can't make inspiration happen, it just does, and I would get a spurt once in a blue moon. HOWEVER, I am coming to realize that apparently I have to feel "emotions and shit" to be inspired because all this production that has taken place since around late November can be traced back to a single source. I was perfectly content and happy before then and something happened that ruffled my feathers. Not only this, but looking in the archive at last year, I noticed a similar surge of sketches happened right after a previous encounter with the same person. I wasn't fully aware of what it meant until this drawing occurred. It was kicking the shit out of my mind to come out. I literally could not focus. I have other shit I specifically need to be working on but I couldn't continue until I got this out. Picture's pre

A slight little redesign of Charlie, first introduced here . Working on some style frames. I like this dress better, it's less frilly and a little more bad-ass.

Inspired by the song. It completely takes me back to LA. I see a sunset behind silhouettes of palm trees and an amber glare casting a vivid spectrum of colors across the sky that only smog can produce. It's Tumblr come to life. Initially when I started sketching this I felt such a strong sense of nostalgia of LA and also being in love- it was almost kind of sad, because I realized I'll never be able to love fearlessly like that again, which is obviously just part of growing up. But the song embodies, just that: Passionate, fearless, euphoric and reckless young love  

Trying to sketch fast. I like the color, but that's about it. I saw it in a dream.

Boring, just like the title. But it was very good practice, I learned a lot. So I'm gonna be working on more of these because honestly, all I need to do is practice. and by the looks of it, I have a LONG way to go. Onward!

Quick sketch.

You guys and Flying Lotus helped lead me to the middle path. Namaste! I had an AMAZING TIME tonight at the Hiatus Kaiyote Concert. Right in the middle of the Ocelot song, I busted out the poster I made while I sang along, showing it to the band and crowd and Nai Palm was so excited she pulled me up on stage to join her! "Me?!" I looked surprised pointing to myself. She reached for me with a giddy smile on her face. So I went up. SO nervous! I showed my poster to the audience as I grooved to the beat of my favorite song and I hugged her before getting back down, obviously not wanting the attention, lol. I blew her a kiss and she bowed to me and I to her. SO much love! I was so happy that she liked it as much as she did, I could tell she was touched. I gave it to her, but in all honestly it was for all of them because the music is a collaborative effort and they're all so amazing. When I was leaving I managed to buy a poster and get an autograph from Perrin and Nai Palm

I attempted to make an ocelot  a few months back and it didn't turn out like I wanted. So I did it again because Hiatus Kaiyote is coming to DC this Friday and you KNOW I got a ticket ^_^ I'm gonna print a poster and give it to them at the show :D. I'm proud of this one so its guud. LOL

So I've started learning Apophysis. It's really different than what I'm used to. A little more technical, but still extremely expressive. In Buddhism, making mandalas is meditative in practice and I thought Apos would be a great way to express it. I'm very new to it, but I made a Grand Julia today. Not too shabby, if I do say so myself!

Ushnishavijaya is the Buddha of longevity. She constitutes the three Buddhas of long life. As I started this sketch, I was in a meditative state of mind. Sketching, drawing, and I daresay art, in all its forms are meditative in nature simply because they require focus. While I have been meditating and getting my feet wet in the proverbial sense, by attending weekly meditations at a Buddhist temple, I've had some small successes but lately felt like I needed to push further, see some more proof. I don't know why; but with faith I always get signs and positive proof delivered by none other than my environment, to the point where I know god is with me. But after a while I can feel it waning and always want more proof. Anyway I went to meditation last week and to my dismay they were holding the service in Tamil(I think) whatever it was I couldn't understand a word. and I was like "well this is pointless" so I go to leave, and a little old Asian lady is sitti

OK, So I didn't make it on Saturday. My bad. I was playing in poser earlier when I actually made a decent render. So I took her in to Photoshop and touched her up a little bit. She's cute, no?

I know I have no excuse for being MIA for the entire month of September. I don't have any sketches to show. I'm disappointed in that, but I'm trying to set some things in motion that I've had some trouble getting organized. I'm the worst at time management, any suggestions would be greatly appreciated because I am honestly very bad at organizing and prioritizing my thoughts when I'm overwhelmed with tasks I'm trying to accomplish. Anyway, I'm gonna have a sketch up by Saturday if it kills me.   On a side note- I don't wanna put my ex on blast or anything, but I'm gonna say this because if for any reason I ever need to be reminded why we should never get back together under any earthly circumstances in this dimension of reality it should be this:  He and his new gf (the one he swore up and down he didn't want to be with) picked up, moved to Philadelphia, with no prospect of employment and then he called me shamelessly  asking me for m

I spent some wicked time on this one. It's been a long time since I've done a balls-to-the-wall render so I went a little crazy. Hope you like ittt!

Somebody tell me why people like to try me?  Do I just have a giant sign on my forehead saying "fuck with me"? This seems to be a recurring thing.  When I was working at staples it seemed like people sought me out specifically because I had a face that demanded they try and ruin my day. So I get on the bus,  find a seat,  sit down. Some snaggle-tooth, ghetto, asswipe walks up to me and is staring at me kinda weird.  So I Scooch over,  assuming he wants to sit next to me. And he does, but he's still staring so I take my headphones out and ask "did you say something?" And he says " CAN I SIT HERE?!" like I vehemently offended him even though he's asking me this while his ass is in the seat. I just cut my eyes at him and gave him a "fuck off" look before returning to my music. The end?  No. I'm occupying the  least amount of space possible because I already have decided this man's a bag of dicks and he's sitting with his legs w

Depressed Miri is depressed. She's married to a vituperative king who basically wed her only to secure an alliance between his own kingdom and her father's. Miri was used as a bargaining chip to save her people from being conquered but her husband abuses her, physically, verbally and sexually. So she hates her life, but she can't kill herself  because, if she does, it means she forfeits her kingdom to his tyrannical rule. So she wastes away like a rare flower in the desert kingdom, longing and wishing for the only love she'd ever known as a young girl to come and save her. Wishful thinking? Maybe.

Okami Kari translates to bad ass little ninja red riding hood. LOL just kidding. It translates to "wolf hunter" Riki was found sitting naked on a riverbank when she was 7 years old. She was raised in a village where the males were all trained to fight and the women were raised to be homemakers. Her adoptive father, wanting a son, but only granted this daughter, decided to raise her as his son and train her accordingly. The village was constantly being terrorized by wolves, and people's livestock were being eaten, but the villagers weren't completely defenseless and trained from birth to deal with such conditions. They were killing wolves left and right, like pests, and life went on. But there was one legendary white wolf, that the elders would whisper about. They said it was actually a demon that could shape-shift and take human form. It once took the form of one unfortunate little one's beloved, and widely revered grandmother, decades before, to get reven

Look! I did a speedpaint! So different from my usual stuff. I had a lot of fun playin' around with this one. The original colors were like 200% more retina-scorching saturated than this. It was disgusting how bright it was- it looked like an a unicorn jizzed all over my monitor. I toned it down for YOUR sake. You're welcome.

This is an amalgam of some of my experiences as of late. I've been going to meditation at a Buddhist temple every Sunday for a while now and I'm learning about the Dhamma and its benefits. I really love the inner peace and patience I'm gaining from practicing it. I also went home to visit Detroit a few weeks back, which is usually a negative experience for me; for a lot of reasons. But this past time was good. It was warm, I got to see a lot of my cousins, aunts and uncles at the family reunion and I realized how much I missed them all.  I don't always readily like to associate myself with Detroit because there's alot of negative stigmas attached. But its home. A lot of the reason I get so stressed when I go back is because the deterioration and poverty is so apparent and nothing like anywhere else in the US. The criminals are rampant like wild animals. The Police and Fire Departments' funding has been cut so drastically, they rarely try to to enforce anyt

This here was inspired by Hiatus Kaiyote's song "Ocelot", which is also currently my ringtone. I don't know if I like this enough to finish it though, I might draw another one. But technically it's decent.

I had a little drama this morning. It was so asinine I probably shouldn't take the time to write it here but I'm gonna anyway. SO I've been making mozzarella, tomato and basil sandwiches all week for lunch and I couldn't think of any good condiments to go on my sandwich at first (Mayo was the default choice) but I'm not a big fan of mayo. Anyway I had a great idea, to put pesto on my sandwiches because I f*ckin love pesto and it just goes well with  my ingredients. Me, being a spoiled, lazy brat, solicited Kurt (my booski, who actually ENJOYS cooking) to make the pesto, because I knew he'd make it good! I think you're taking advantage of me. ANYWAY. He made the pesto on like, Monday and I wasn't able to go get it until yesterday. He lives far and I had to go get it after work-So I was exhausted. But at the end of the day, I got my Freakin' pesto. Moving on. I got home at like midnight, probably didn't actually go to bed til around 1 and went

I'm just sitting at my desk on a random Friday trying to balance my time between working and internetting when a random status update by my friend Nikki caught my attention. In it was a picture of the most vicious-looking centipede. I left my little 2 cents of a comment on how nasty it looked and how I've always been scared of centipedes and kept it moving. But then I started on a thought train. "Why do centipedes scare you so much?" "I don't know. They're gross. They have like, a gajillion legs." "So? They cant hurt you. You are several thousand times larger than a centipede." "Yeah, but they're just gross." "SO they deserve immediate death because you perceive them as ugly?" I couldn't really think of a retort to that. Now I do realize that they can bite and I don't think I would ever just allow one to keep on truckin' if I just happened to see him on my ceiling. But it got me thinking a

Jezi is my little monster high OC. She's a succubus and all her friends call her Jezzy, but the bullies and haters call her Jizzy because she's a slut! LOL  I love the  little cartooons  that are on youtube.  Other than the the overt hyper-sexualization, I think she would fit right in at monster high.^_^

Freddie in color. Quick warm-up doodle. Ugh @ her hand.

Taj and his girlfriend  Kiaji  pandiculating on a lazy Sunday. My scanner is some shit.

Yet again, another conceptual piece for the Scribble Skirmish blog. The theme this time was "fear" and my piece is very personal and true to my feelings. So I took my time, (moreso than usual) but still wasn't able to give 100%  due to time restrictions. So I had to cut some corners. Mostly with lighting and background. And it's STILL late even though we extended the deadlines to two weeks per submission. Oh well... The devil's in the details.

This was my submission to the past week's challenge for the Scribble Skirmish blog.

So Jaia , Jamar and I have begun a weekly challenge blog, called Scribble Skirmish , where we take turns coming up with a conceptual theme of the week and executing it within that time. This was the first challenge. I'm not gon lie, I ran out of time and I ended up kind of rushing the suspension bridge, but otherwise, I gotta say, not too shabby!

A birthday gift for my awesome boss! He loved it! I wanna be like him when I grow up! Happy Birthday, Mike! LOL

Sometimes I fuck up. I like to think I'm always conscious and maybe even ahead of the curve regarding karma. But there are things I can't forsee, and tests that I cannot cheat. Sometimes I think I try to side-step, avoid and workaround it, but there is always something else waiting to blindside me, because I'm not as smart as I think I am. I really need to humble myself and always remember that. If I can accept that, MAYBE I'll be worthy of blessings. But sometimes, I fuck up...

Poor Spike. Twilight is always stressin' the lil' dude out.

I wanted to upload all of the colored human ponies at once but Doing the lines is so time consuming that I thInk I'll just upload them as I finish them. SO may I present to you the one and only,tough, rough and tumble, ride or die, fast and furious, HPIC: RAINBOW DAAASH!

Sorry I've been gone almost a whole month! Inspiration comes in waves.

I was never completely satisfied with all the conceptual outfits I came up with originally for Niyati. Kayli's and Farren's still look good to me but Niyati's were just so blah. Look at me. I'm getting consistent. I remember when I couldn't make her look the same when I drew her over and over. But look now. She looks like the same person! Wao!

I have some sketches that need to be scanned in. But in the meantime,I made kind of a little paperdoll comp with Boogie. SOooo I go to these gfx sites sometimes and I just download all kinds of stock shit- Whatever catches my eye, really. I've been doing it for years, so now I have a pretty huge collection of stuff. An entire library of just stock photos, vectors, and so on that I've NEVER even used. It's just taking up space on my hard drive. I don't know if this is a thing, but if it's possible to be a hoarder of digital media That is ME . Anyway These little clothing items were one of the  thousands of vectors I've acquired. They were all separate little items and I thought they were just so cute, so I wanted to put them together and make little outfits.  So I drew a Boogie doll and played dress up with her. Who better for this than my original IMVU character?... I'll have a real sketch up tomorrow...

Happy New Year, all! I think this will  be a good year!  Blood Sugar  is yet another project I've begun working on at my leisure (kinda) I say kinda because it's really good practice and I don't know how committed to it I really am at this point. My men are starting to look like MEN!  Oh my gosh!  I started another plot with the help of my little sister who is ' bout that life.  I said to her one day "Brittney, help me come up with a story." and she proceeded to weave a tale that included mob bosses, drugs, murder and prostitution. I was just like.... "WHY ARE YOU SO RATCHET?!" lol but its nice to have a fresh perspective on things, and since I NEVER would've even thought to write about this kind of stuff, it was somewhat intriguing. I tweaked her original version though, it was too raw for me. LOL So let me introduce you to the main characters.