Old Writings.

Heh. I found this stashed away on my computer...

I wrote this over the summer. Then, as usual, I got distracted and never finished it.

I like it, though. Better than I remembered it. But I'm just gloating.

Check it.

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I have lost it.

I have lost my eyes among the dirt, the crowds. I buried them somewhere in the rags that were once my clothes, but I lost them. I cannot find them, and I shall not attempt to find them. They are lost for good.

I have lost my ears as well. There were once attached to the sides of my head, draped with my robes and fine cloth. I guess they must have fallen off somewhere, but I shall not attempt to recover them. They are lost for good.

My tongue and nose are lost, too. They were here a moment ago, I swear it--Tasting the finest of foods, the eldest of wines and speaking the best of jokes and the greatest of philosophy. They must have been forgotten with the bread crumbs and stagnant water.

Maybe my tongue has not been lost. Maybe it just sits in my mouth and rots. Like my mind. My mind rots. My mind is wasting away with my body and my spirit. They rot as my will rots; as I lose everything.

I have lost my will to do anything but rot; to laze in the streets in filth and rags, to waste away with the rats. They pass by, looking down on me. I do nothing but sit and agree.

There will be no bowl in front of me; begging for help. There will be no bargains or pleas said. There will be no glances of helplessness. There will be nothing.

I shall sit and rot. I shall wait.

I have lost it.

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There's a lot more, but this is all I'm gonna post. Its not finished, and I've never liked showing people unfinished work I intend on finishing.

Maybe this next summer, I will finish it.

Anyways.

Till next post.

Skullbunny: A Mascot's Life

My mascot, Skull Bunny, in short, is a huge freaking parody of everything manly and badass.

Right now, he is a cybernetic Russian multinational thief that got his legs blown off in some sort of freak accident and was transported to some secret government facility and given robotic legs and a mind control device. He was then assigned to a police task force that seeks out and destroys large mechanoids that terrorize cities. He wields a big butchers blade (normally), but occasionally takes out larger kitchen wear such as a pizza slicer or a can opener. The ears and tail are for the humiliation factor. Nothing more hilarious than seeing a big mechanoid obliterated by someone with a cute fluffy tail and long floppy ears.

Of course, I had no intention of even making him a legit character. It just sort of happened. He didn't get such a colorful background instantaneously, though. That came much later after his creation.

Skullbunny was created back in when I was in highschool, but he wasn't what he is today. I believe I was in a World Geography class when I drew the initial designs. Unfortunately, that was also back when I didn't care much about my artwork, so when I was done with the sketches, I handed them to a friend of mine and said, "You want this? I'm not gonna do anything with them." and he was like, "Dude, sweet! Yes!" and he took it. That was the last I saw of it.

On top of that, through the years I have had several system wipes and with such things comes the loss of files; the major developments of Skullbunny being one of the many losses. But is seems I posted a few files on a couple of old galleries of mine ala my old DeviantArt account. And by few, I mean a lot more than I thought I had. Check 'em out.

We gonna start this party?

I had a blog awhile ago that died due to scheduling issues, but now that I've got an official website and an internet persona to uphold, I figure maybe starting fresh could help me out.

Probably gonna use this blog to provide a visual guide to my creativity. Might throw a few odd things into the mix, like scenarios I think out or a comic or two. Maybe some funny conversations I have with myself. You know. Typical art student BS. Seems to be the norm nowadays. We'll shoot for weekly updates.

I'm not the type who sits in Starbucks and drafts stuff on his Macbook while he listens to Fleet Foxes and wonders how the baby panda at the Chiang Mai Zoo is doing. Though I do like coffee, I seem to be more of the type that doesn't care about much if there isn't any feedback. AKA, I like comments, good and bad. So if you're here and you find me and my stuff somewhat interesting, tell me!

Otherwise, live nice.

Toodles.