5:51 a.m.
This is wot I fokkin' get for drinking coffee at Little Pete's at 2 a.m.
I drew a cowgirl last night after playing some Wild Arms 3 and checking out the character designs and thinking "this is the anime version of the west I guess". I spent a couple of hours cruising wikipedia and google images to figure out what people actually wore back then... and read about the pony express a little bit. It's so unrealistic, but to me there's some kind of romantic allure to the life of one of those riders. They have no attachments and are 'willing to risk death on a daily basis' just so that they can get some cash. Grit in the face! Dust storms out the wazoo! Starvation and exhaustion! Your only companion your horse! No friends save for the prairie dogs and whatnot. The closest I could get to that right now is riding my metal stallion 'round philadelphia without a helmet. Not that I'm asking for death... but it's sort of exciting, right? No? Okay, whatever guys.
It would be awfully lonely.
Anyhow, I will put it on my art blog tomorrow if I can. If I wake up before freakin' 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and I think the Terra building's computer lab might close at 5. But I'm gonna try and wake up early so I can hang out with Kristen, Stephanie and Nicole. I really want to do more studies of her; try out different outfits, etc. I also need to give her a name. She's a gonna be a badass. Orphaned for sure. She probably wishes she was a man so that life would be easier. There will be a hyphen.
I really shouldn't be doing this (being awake). I got shit to do.
My friend from high school is going to feature me on his website Navator, which will be pretty cool. I have to type up a bio and select images... and he also wants me to design a logo or something for him. Samurai with a gun. Reminds me of Ghost Dog (if only, amirite?).
I also need to go to Mostly Books and dig up some photographs and begin the sketches/color comps for the Toy Soldiers album. Ron gave me some pretty clear direction for the cover and back; and I get to do a poster for the inside which can be whatever I fucking want. zzzzzgawnabe wyld!
I suppose this should all be going on the other blog, but I won't actually talk about it there until it happens (seeing as how this blog is roped off to the public unless if I am searched for/you already know about this address, people won't actually know this information until I post it there. I deleted this from my user profile and from my facebook).
Also, I changed the time zone on both of my blogs. Why? Because I'm gonna pretend I'm political for 5 seconds. (Copy and paste from another blog that words it well):
Censors in Iran are currently searching for blogs with Tehran local settings as a way of finding and shutting down sites that are protesting Iran’s recent (probably stolen) election. The more blogs in the world that are set to Tehran time, the harder the job is for these censors to do their job. If you have a blog, you can also set it to UMT +4:30. Somewhere in your dashboard or whatever is a button called “settings.” Click it and you should be able to change your local time fairly easily.
So there it is. Down with the man.
Fuck this was a long post for writing basically about nothing.
Edit: I opted out of google being able to search for my blog, so hopefully in a few days it won't show up anymore when my name is searched-- only my other blog will show. Only you guys, whoever you are, will know of this place in a small matter of time.
2 comments:
reminds me of Oregon Trail.
Clarence has cholora.
You are a cowgirl
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