I really need to fill this space with some sort of weird picture that will make people think "Hey! this guys weird...I like him!" But I have yet to come up with something, so here is a bunch of pointless text to fill in the empty space that will one day become a picture. Enjoy.
Current Residence: Some dark, damp room, they won't let me out. Favourite style of art: Disney, Anime, Western Cartoons Skin of choice: If only life was so simple that we could choose our own skin, in reality its a messy hobby. Favourite cartoon character: The Honey Monster (He's my hero) Personal Quote: "What was I doing again?"
Favourite Movies
Any movie that keeps me up at night when its finished, is a good movie.
Favourite Games
Playing hide and seek with Tim Burton.
Favourite Gaming Platform
That operation board game with the red nose (I was never good at it...)
Tools of the Trade
Table with white cloth, knifes, clean need- oh.... and art stuff.
With my previous question about Art trades answered with profound Excellency (I just really wanted to use the word 'profound'...) Does anyone want to do a art trade for the fun of it? Hell I don't know how many I can do, guess I'll pick someone at random. (That is if anyone wants to do a art trade with yours truly).
I'm a little new here, so when I heard about art trades I was a little confused.
Does it mean two people on dA drawing a picture for the other person, and giving it to the other person to post on there gallery? because that seems a little strange....or have i got it all wrong?
I'd would love it if someone could explain the whole process to me.
Did everyone have a good Halloween?
Mine was awesome, danced with some zombies and got drunk with a vampire!
I wish... I didn't to shit this year, not that I mind, I'm more of a Christmas person myself.
I do however have a amusing short story; During Halloween night I decided to visit my old man at his house, we watched the game (I couldn't remember if it was football or baseball) and waiting for the doorbell to ring.
After 2 hours it was getting close to 9pm and not a single little squirt had rung the bell (My step mom had decorated the front lawn and everything) I eventually decided to get something out of my car only to be greeted by t