Omg..I am in a show.

God Buddha Odin Zeus...Flash Superman Bob Ross..make me fast and accurate in my work before the show.

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Wish it could all go away...

I saw someone whom I haven't seen in a long time...it just reminded me how much I wish I had.....how much I wish I could accomplish...I know I am suppose to appreciate the things I have in my life and that there are people worse off than myself. But everyone deserves to vent and exude hurt. I feel like I am going no where..physically...mentally...figuratively..future-wise.....art-wise..no job...no money..no talent..living in the basement with nothing but dreams of success. I hope I wake up one day and it all goes away...or not wake up at all.

Just about finished with this one....

Just inkin and inkin..

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In progress.....

What I've been up to lately..

penciled ...now inked.

inked..

uninked..

uninked...

 I keep hearing the glasses look good.

Trying to enlarge a sketch by hand..then ink it.

More to come soon.

i crush on Irina Vinnik

here...aaaand...here..

Back to board / canvas..

  Trying to make the most of this time I have. Trying to get back on the board/canvas. More to come soon.

New low...

   Looks like I won't be able to join others this fall semester. Financial aid decided not to look my way this time. I don't know what to say or think honestly. Along with being unemployed, this new situation allows me more time to the canvas and sketchbook...but it gives me an empty feeling. I don't like not having any direction. It aggravates me and makes me question what and why I am here in the first place.
   I wonder if its me, but lately it feels like my closest friends have decreased their attempts in contacting me. I mean the usual people I speak to. Maybe its all the free time I have now, but it almost feels as if I am the one making more an attempt in communication than any of them. Which makes me sad. Maybe they're busy or perhaps I did something to offend. Hopefully its not that they stopped caring. Because I can't afford the alcohol that follows that if it were true.
   I guess Blogger, you and I will be much more acquainted; along with anyone else reading.