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Thank you for sharing, that was interesting to watch !
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leather work skills? Now that sounds fun...!
No seriously, I hope we get to see some of your drawings in the artwork section at some point ! | |
How can such a small organ, be the motor pumping all the blood around our body and controling the whole organic machine? Tum...tum, Blood gets pumped around your body Tum...tum, Chemical reactions happen, organs are fed. Tum,tum,tum,tum, You feel nervous...Your heart pumps blood faster around. TUMTUMTUMTUMTUM You feel control taken from your brain and all becomes blury. TUM..TUM...TUM...___/\_______/\_____________________/\__________________________________________________ Shit...another broken one Just weld that piece...It will fix it...I hope What about if it does't? Don't worry...GOD MODE is on. So we can do anything. | |
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Gato that's some spurring art and words Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 06/09/2012 07:25AM by anew. | |
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Thank you anew...putting the spikey collar, to match the rest *winks*
My brain made me do it, or the intestines would get it.  | |
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I like the tongue
heha.....some shit!! ourshits' Speak Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 06/09/2012 05:35PM by anew. | |
Gato_Preto posted: Love it ! | |
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The sexual organs would have been an interesting inclusion, they are as vital as the ones depicted. Particularly liked the personality given to each organ! The bladder is really cute !!! Your use of colors is beautiful. | |
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Challenge accepted with great pleasure ! Give me a fews days and I should have something ! Yay, this will be fun !
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eheheh...I hope we will both have a great laugh when we see the result and who knows, maybe amuse some other people too
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I am the one, that in the world is lost, The one, that in life has no compass, I am the Dream's sister, and because of this, I am the crucified, the injured... Shadow of the soft and faded mist. That the bitter, strong and sad destiny. Brutally and strongly impels to death. Grieving soul, always uncomprehended. I am the one that passes and no one sees, The one who is thought to be unhappy, without trully being... I am the one who weeps, without knowing why. Maybe I am the vision Someone dreamt, Someone who traveled to the world to see me, But in life, never found me. Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 06/30/2012 07:52AM by Gato_Preto. | |
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This is very impressive ! The perfect mix of words and image. I really like the texture you gave to the clothes, and I'm more than a bit intrigued by that head in the sky! You captured a powerful expression on the face of your character on the wheel, well done ! The drapes on each side create a voyeur feeling, we are seeing a show on a stage, unable/unwilling to act... You are putting us in a precarious position, and it's working great.
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no rush, no worries ! I'm just a spectator of your art, wondering about things to come with a big smile ! Whatever is in store, it's worth the wait !
As for this current piece, you're welcome. I respect that you let it speaks for itself, it allows us to project all sorts of meanings into it. Keeps the conversation going, and makes it unique for each person who appreciates it ! | |
My soul, for dreaming you, becomes lost. My eyes are blind, eager to see you... You are not the reason for me to live, Because you're already all my life! Away from you the paths are wild Away from you, there is no moon, nor roses; Away from you, the nights are silent, Days without sun, rivers without water. Does it matter a world with dying ilusions, A world with vain prides, A world, love, with our bodies resting together A universe with our tangled souls Dreaming...forever. | |
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I Like this black cat it reminds me a bit of the image of Shiva a Hindu avatar. The movement is NeatO. I also like the writing "Dreaming for ever some love comes true | |
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I had a dream, of an old house, i was trying to rent. That house had an old style about it, many rooms and best of all, a great garden. That garden had a maze, made of bushes and an atrium. I could sware i knew that place, because it seemed so familiar, but i knew it was the first time i was there. The landlady said it was a special house, that she didn't rent to anybody, but after seeing my entusiasm she rent it to me, for a fee i could aford. I knew i was dreaming, but was asleep enough to follow the development. I had been in a garden like that, in another reality, but this garden had something different about it. It was mine and even that house being so close to an old house of mine, who brought disaster uppon my life, something impelled me to rent it. I woke up with a strange feeling of astral projection and the certain that indeed there are forces too great in this plane, that can unbalance us and make us fall. Good evening and good night...I may draw this house sometime...something within me has become obcessed by it's vision
The drawing of this house is shitty, but one can never reproduce dream's impressions, for as much as we try  Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 11/12/2012 10:20AM by Gato_Preto. | |
