Everything's fading...

Reading: old comics
Watching: Return of the King *Extended*

I recieved a free week of a dA subscription... If I had the money, I'd no doubt continue it. The thumbnails are spectacular.

::EDIT:: Didn't I already mention my Photography skills far surpased my Photoshop *skillz*?



Pleased to see I'm finaly getting Pageviews.

Sir
was kind enough to scan my prints for me.
He r0xors the SLR. Give him many pageviews.

::EDIT::


I'm working around; tinkering.

I've cleaned some of the really ass crap out of my collection.
I've still got a bit of cleaning to do.
Mostly my digital stuff. Yuck. It's improved slightly however...
There is cleaning to be done.
My poetry, mediocre as always, has been sparse. I havn't been able to hold my attention to things for a bit; there are more important things, places, and people to worry about (mostly people). All I can think of now are barely valid, wholey metaphoric, and slightly useless haiku at random times when I think something should be remebered.
Need to hold onto those memories... and stuff.

I'm much more pleased with my 'ol-fashioned photography than I am with anything else I've submitted (so are my peers and mentors apparently).
In time I'll submit them as deviations -- assuming I find a fellow to scan them for me. Or I must find the will to dig out my scanner (It's rather old; the quality, or lack, might frighten me).

I've, in my lack of talent, been a bit of a faves-whore as of late.
A fair share of nudes in there. Tasteful however. I'm very fond of that timeless female figure. Although I am able to descriminate between art and porn. I've yelled at a few people. Preaching tact, not practicing. There are a few landscapes, and I'm a sucker for some sharp black & whites -- you'll see a share of those as well.

In other news, I've been growing up a bit. For better or worse.
Old fun bothers me. Social obligations worry me.
Past fading; future dying in the wrong places.
Blinking out the friends I used to have times with, or respect. Most of that is gone now.
Semi-related, I've been watching a lot of movies latley. I hate "hollywood." Been really enjoying those artsy, interesting-if-not-entertaining independent "films." I don't know if I'm allowed to call them 'movies.'
Also, I've expanded my "playlist" in many directions. Regardless of preternatural 'genre,' everything I listen to finaly means something to me. Nothing in there that I claimed to like because I was supposed to.

I've surely rambled too much. I've no resone to even post this, as I seem to have negative pageviews. Also another reason that I've been doing more "faving" than submitting... what is art with no one to experience it?

Good day sir. You lose.

...Nothing fades too.