22 Apr 2010, 11:30 am
Political ad from the Creedon Republic, 1852.
22 Apr 2010, 3:36 pm
[img][566:800]http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b176/whimsicalsquirrel/Hotpants.jpg[/img]
this is some old stuff i did years ago.... I dont have anything recent though... 
i need to download some recent stuff soon.
23 Apr 2010, 1:21 am
this is some old stuff i did years ago.... I dont have anything recent though...
i need to download some recent stuff soon.
That' awesome! It kind of gives me a headache to look at it, I admit. That happens to me sometimes for some reason.
I really like how you did the cracked teeth and the swirling in his mouth.I also like how the markings on his upper lip look like trees. My favorite part though is the bird, I just really like the expression. XD
I drew a monster for someone about three days ago. They wanted a "cute, fluffy, cuddly" monster:
23 Apr 2010, 5:41 pm
Seated Left to right:
Bottom Row: Prime Minister Gladstone, England. Ulysses S. Grant, USA. General Peter B. Creedon, Creedon Republic.
Top Row (L-R): Otto Von Bismarck, Germany. Emperor Meiji, Japan. Schuyler Colfax, USA. Napoleon III, France. Thaddeus Brownell, Creedon Republic
23 Apr 2010, 5:46 pm
This is some of my more recent stuff but I lost a lot of it because I’m stupid at times, so I had to use some other web site to get these pictures so they are quite small….
24 Apr 2010, 10:35 am
24 Apr 2010, 8:10 pm
3 of my pieces
the first two are oil on canvas and the last one is acrylic on canvas
the images are really small so the detail and colour reproduction is crap...unfortunately I only have accesss to those for now
angels over demons
raven heart
cyclone
25 Apr 2010, 11:19 am
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25 Apr 2010, 12:13 pm
25 Apr 2010, 7:27 pm
This is Sam Bukater outside of Bellevue Hospital where Rose has been staying since the Monday after Thanksgiving. It is two weeks until Christmas, and the look in his eyes is a mixed bag. He's weary of the hospital. He fears for his daughter's life...
This is what it feels to be Sam Bukater right now:
You walk out of the hospital every evening with the fear that it might be the last night. Inside, your daughter, age twelve lies on a hospital bed that offers no comfort. You wish for her to be home, safe and sound, but you know this is impossible for the time being. You have a fear that your wife doesn't understand, nor do your other children; one of whom has been raised by another family, and the other, the other cannot show her emotions without losing her temper. You cry at night praying to god that she'll get home, but then you sink back into reality, and another day of filling out ship deployment forms and making sure that England doesn't violate the Creedonian Maritime Boundary, all these things however cannot overtake the priority of your daughter's condition...
THIS is what it feels like to be Sam Bukater right now
This picture was where I really felt emotion.
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25 Apr 2010, 7:53 pm
I like that a lot!
25 Apr 2010, 8:11 pm
Those are interesting. Ever consider doing a Tarot pack?
25 Apr 2010, 10:40 pm
I like that a lot!
Thanks Moog
I painted it a few years ago. One night I had to paint and didn't have any canvas, so I cut open a silk pillow case and painted on that. which is a correction on my earlier post, because I wrote that they're all on canvas and this one's not.
25 Apr 2010, 11:31 pm
This is Sam Bukater outside of Bellevue Hospital where Rose has been staying since the Monday after Thanksgiving. It is two weeks until Christmas, and the look in his eyes is a mixed bag. He's weary of the hospital. He fears for his daughter's life...
This is what it feels to be Sam Bukater right now:
You walk out of the hospital every evening with the fear that it might be the last night. Inside, your daughter, age twelve lies on a hospital bed that offers no comfort. You wish for her to be home, safe and sound, but you know this is impossible for the time being. You have a fear that your wife doesn't understand, nor do your other children; one of whom has been raised by another family, and the other, the other cannot show her emotions without losing her temper. You cry at night praying to god that she'll get home, but then you sink back into reality, and another day of filling out ship deployment forms and making sure that England doesn't violate the Creedonian Maritime Boundary, all these things however cannot overtake the priority of your daughter's condition...
THIS is what it feels like to be Sam Bukater right now
You have no idea how much emotion went into making this picture.
26 Apr 2010, 6:31 am
26 Apr 2010, 6:38 am
