I haven't used this blog in a while, but I'm conflicted between blogger & wordpress.
While I love wordpress's fancy blog themes for my sketchblogs...I really appreciate blogger's simplicity.
So I guess I'll keep this blog personal and art and whatever the hell I want...sounds nice?
probably not
I've been really depressed lately...going back to the slope I found myself in a few years ago.
It's due to many things...failure, lack of motivation, lack of money...overall lack of passion and lack of will to live.
Lack of spirit one could say
Anyway...see you soon and stay safe
1.8.12
7.1.12
30.12.11
19.12.11
Confessions of a 16 year old
I listen to music very loud, it's my mojo, what keep me running and wishing.
Considering how much I want to go to college, it's impressive how I decided to repeat a year.
Art is pretty much the only thing that always makes me happy, good art = best inspiration.
I love Christmas, but every since my father died it's nothing more than an excuse to stay quiet by the fire and try to be polite towards people I dislike.
I have a dream that I know I'll never achieve, I'd like to publish a book, a series of short stories together with some of my illustrations. My problem is...I can't write, me writes bad.
I've tried smoking once. Hated it. I thought I was going to cough and feel terrible. I didn't cough, not even once, but it did taste like shit.
Gay porn is hot.
I like scary stuff but it creeps the hell out of me.
Asian dramas are awesome when you feel like all romantic.
I want a boyfriend. I don't want a boyfriend. After loving my best friend for six years, and finally getting over it, I never fell in love again.
I wish I was a cute little girl, instead, I'm some kind of monster.
I love old culture, old buildings, old clothing, old furniture, old photographs, old music. But you know what...I love technology.
I have the secret desire to be an actrice as well as an artist, but even if I try with all my heart, I can't act.
I love to sing...but yes, I can't sing.
I'm a virgin.
I...I...I...I like to dance to loud music when my mother is out shopping.
I like to drink for the flavour. I love Vodka, Caipirinha, Pinnacolada, shots and other tasty stuff. I drink about twice a month and I never got drunk, only dizzy...which resulted in me knocking my head on a door...nothing much.
I have small goals, as I achieve them, I aim for higher ones.
This list is getting long.
I love Zelda, so, so much.
I have the best friends you could ever imagine, however, I life in constant fear that they'll forget me, regret our friendship and leave me.
I'm scared of things I shouldn't be and numb towards stuff I should be worried of.
Considering how much I want to go to college, it's impressive how I decided to repeat a year.
Art is pretty much the only thing that always makes me happy, good art = best inspiration.
I love Christmas, but every since my father died it's nothing more than an excuse to stay quiet by the fire and try to be polite towards people I dislike.
I have a dream that I know I'll never achieve, I'd like to publish a book, a series of short stories together with some of my illustrations. My problem is...I can't write, me writes bad.
I've tried smoking once. Hated it. I thought I was going to cough and feel terrible. I didn't cough, not even once, but it did taste like shit.
Gay porn is hot.
I like scary stuff but it creeps the hell out of me.
Asian dramas are awesome when you feel like all romantic.
I want a boyfriend. I don't want a boyfriend. After loving my best friend for six years, and finally getting over it, I never fell in love again.
I wish I was a cute little girl, instead, I'm some kind of monster.
I love old culture, old buildings, old clothing, old furniture, old photographs, old music. But you know what...I love technology.
I have the secret desire to be an actrice as well as an artist, but even if I try with all my heart, I can't act.
I love to sing...but yes, I can't sing.
I'm a virgin.
I...I...I...I like to dance to loud music when my mother is out shopping.
I like to drink for the flavour. I love Vodka, Caipirinha, Pinnacolada, shots and other tasty stuff. I drink about twice a month and I never got drunk, only dizzy...which resulted in me knocking my head on a door...nothing much.
I have small goals, as I achieve them, I aim for higher ones.
This list is getting long.
I love Zelda, so, so much.
I have the best friends you could ever imagine, however, I life in constant fear that they'll forget me, regret our friendship and leave me.
I'm scared of things I shouldn't be and numb towards stuff I should be worried of.
15.12.11
commissionssssssssssss
They're back (:
No one will answer or ask me for a commission, but hey, a girl can try, right?
Hello, so this is how it goes, I'd like to have a Premium on DA, it helps, it does. And since I'm 2000+ points away from being able to get it, I thought I'd take it slowly and do some commissions. These are done on Deviantart and the payment is done in points.
These are sketch based commissions, you can choose between a digital or a traditional sketch, depending on which you prefer. They will be done as soon as I can, any delays or complications will be reported to you.
Steps on asking for commissions:
- Send me a note with the type of commission, reference images and any other details you might find interesting for me to know.
- I'll communicate and tell you yes or noes, I can refuse commissions if I find them beyond my low artistic abilities.
- Check my journal for updates on the commission, or simply wait until I send you a message saying it's done. I'll send you the file by uploading it on mediafire, and later send you the link. Please tell me once you've downloaded it so I can delete the file, as to ensure no one else can get it on HQ.
Details:
- I'll submit your commissions to my DA on a low quality (similar to my already submitted deviations), if you are against it, please tell me in the note.
- I won't draw anything related to porn or stuff like that.
- I can't draw Homestuck characters, please take that into consideration! Maybe one day I will, but first I have to ask Hussie for permission.
- Both fan art and OC's are OK, but please, no Homestuck, I can't draw it.
Prices go like this:
Sketch, headshot (chest up) -> example
20 points
Detailed Sketch, headshot (chest up) -> example
40 points (half a dollar)
Thank You! \(*3*)/
No one will answer or ask me for a commission, but hey, a girl can try, right?
Hello, so this is how it goes, I'd like to have a Premium on DA, it helps, it does. And since I'm 2000+ points away from being able to get it, I thought I'd take it slowly and do some commissions. These are done on Deviantart and the payment is done in points.
These are sketch based commissions, you can choose between a digital or a traditional sketch, depending on which you prefer. They will be done as soon as I can, any delays or complications will be reported to you.
Steps on asking for commissions:
- Send me a note with the type of commission, reference images and any other details you might find interesting for me to know.
- I'll communicate and tell you yes or noes, I can refuse commissions if I find them beyond my low artistic abilities.
- Check my journal for updates on the commission, or simply wait until I send you a message saying it's done. I'll send you the file by uploading it on mediafire, and later send you the link. Please tell me once you've downloaded it so I can delete the file, as to ensure no one else can get it on HQ.
Details:
- I'll submit your commissions to my DA on a low quality (similar to my already submitted deviations), if you are against it, please tell me in the note.
- I won't draw anything related to porn or stuff like that.
- I can't draw Homestuck characters, please take that into consideration! Maybe one day I will, but first I have to ask Hussie for permission.
- Both fan art and OC's are OK, but please, no Homestuck, I can't draw it.
Prices go like this:
Sketch, headshot (chest up) -> example
20 points
Detailed Sketch, headshot (chest up) -> example
40 points (half a dollar)
Thank You! \(*3*)/
13.12.11
Dave, sort your mind
Title: Dave, sort your mind
Rating: PG 15
Pairing(s): Dave/John
Warnings/Spoilers: Something short...ooc too probably
Summary: John tells Dave he loves him, the Strider thinks about it.
Disclaimer: Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie
Rating: PG 15
Pairing(s): Dave/John
Warnings/Spoilers: Something short...ooc too probably
Summary: John tells Dave he loves him, the Strider thinks about it.
Disclaimer: Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie
You are sitting on your chair, your computer in front of you, you’ve been like that for a long time now, you don’t really know how much. You haven’t been counting.
He dropped those three words quite out of nowhere, John can do that, he’s like that sometimes. What you didn’t know was how serious he was about it.
EB: I
love you
EB: I love you Dave
EB: I love you Dave
That’s all it took.
It never crossed your mind to be with your best friend in a romantic way, you are bros, buds, you are there for each other...but love must be like crossing some sort of red, thick line.
But then why? Why do you feel so happy? Why are you In Nirvana?
You feel like saying ‘I love you too’ but that’s uncool, too fast, too...too something. You can’t put a finger on it.
You want to put your arms around that derpy little frame and tell him you’ll be with him forever. Love might be asking too much. Perhaps you’re overjoyed.
You want to kiss him, memorize every little part of his body, you want to feel him and whisper in his ear ‘I love you John, I love you’.
Your mind is lost, conflicting. You don’t really know what to think anymore.
You never thought about being with John in a romantic way, but that doesn’t mean you don’t love him. It just never occurred to you that he could love you back.
You are Dave fucking Strider and you are in love with your best friend, you want to kiss him and make love to him, you want to be with him in an endless embrace.
TG: I love you too
It never crossed your mind to be with your best friend in a romantic way, you are bros, buds, you are there for each other...but love must be like crossing some sort of red, thick line.
But then why? Why do you feel so happy? Why are you In Nirvana?
You feel like saying ‘I love you too’ but that’s uncool, too fast, too...too something. You can’t put a finger on it.
You want to put your arms around that derpy little frame and tell him you’ll be with him forever. Love might be asking too much. Perhaps you’re overjoyed.
You want to kiss him, memorize every little part of his body, you want to feel him and whisper in his ear ‘I love you John, I love you’.
Your mind is lost, conflicting. You don’t really know what to think anymore.
You never thought about being with John in a romantic way, but that doesn’t mean you don’t love him. It just never occurred to you that he could love you back.
You are Dave fucking Strider and you are in love with your best friend, you want to kiss him and make love to him, you want to be with him in an endless embrace.
TG: I love you too
are you there yet?
You browse away the pages of a lifeless journey, a path too long to remember, a life to meaningless to keep track of. But those photos, those memories stuck in time mean more than you want to admit. Perhaps it's the nostalgia, the warm feeling of a make-belief family, the cold droplets of rain falling on your face, or the soft touch of a hand that has long been gone. You wonder if four years is really that long...is it?
There's crimson, yellow and blues, there's a present black spot in the corner of remembrance. And there you are, is that a baby picture? Is that really you?
You don't know, you can't tell; you can't seem to relate to that happy faced baby any more.
You've lost your way into life, trying different paths, are you there yet? Are you there yet?
this is actually about myself, but it sounds more Homestuck than anything else, dunno why.
There's crimson, yellow and blues, there's a present black spot in the corner of remembrance. And there you are, is that a baby picture? Is that really you?
You don't know, you can't tell; you can't seem to relate to that happy faced baby any more.
You've lost your way into life, trying different paths, are you there yet? Are you there yet?
12.12.11
26.11.11
Kids React
You probably already know that I'm addicted to Kid's React, truth is, I am not addicted because it's cute or awesome (despite of the fact that it is all those things), or whatever, it's because these kids can give us real words of advice. They have a more innocent view on things, they can analyse facts and speak their minds without feeling pressured by society, because they're kids, and that's what kids do. Sometimes they say things that blow my mind! So much wisdom on 10 year old kids, some of them even younger! I just sit back and enjoy the fact that these kids know more than some adults who think they own the damn world.
bilingue
ore bem, este blog vai passar a ser bilingue. porque? porque me apetece, e porque as vezes as coisas so saem em portugues, aquelas problematicas todas na minha cabeça as vezes so funcionam quando escritas na lingua original, e por isso, perdoem-me. mais, este blog passou a ser 100% n me interessa o que o senhor do autocarro pensa, porque aparentemente, é no autocarro para a escola e da escola para casa que eu cometo as maiores maluquices, como resultado, qualquer coisa que eu nao sei.
25.11.11
sheesh
why the hell is it that a bunch of amazing artists have no fame whatsoever, but less good artists who post a bunch of stuff without sense have millions of views? I mean, I see so many awesome, talented artists, on DA for example, that no one knows, and then people who post photos of their butts or a little doodle and have a huge amount of comment and +fav's? I'm not saying their art is less good, I'm just throwing out there the fact that DeviantART isn't helping some artists who deserve all the attention in the world because they're amazingly talented!!!
22.11.11
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