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Labyrinth

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Fightgarr said:
I should expect more life drawing in October then? Now is that entire 7 hour split up between the media or is it one 7 hour day of ceramics followed by a 7 hour day of painting and so forth?
I'm sorry I don't know what HSC is.
HSC is Higher School Certificate. Finishing exams for the end of highschool.

Yeah, October. And it's four days of the one medium.
 

scotth266

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Does someone like XKCD?
Actually, it's more like someone can only draw stickmen :D Seriously: I can't draw very well, so I decided to just go the stickman route.

My question to you is: was it funny?
 

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A study on flexibility. Focus on the limbs and their range.
 

Labyrinth

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Firia said:
A study on flexibility. Focus on the limbs and their range.
Ohhh, nice. That said, the feet on the lower left one seem a bit small for the body/head.
 

Firia

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REALLY FUN meme!

I did this like a year or more ago, and stumbled across it just now. I thought I'd share. It's a lengthy image, so, spoilering it to annoy people less. :D


If you feel compelled to complete this meme, you can find a blank here. [http://yamidawn.deviantart.com/art/Dawnies-OC-Meme-67598761] Just remember to share! XD
 

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Labyrinth said:
Firia said:
A study on flexibility. Focus on the limbs and their range.
Ohhh, nice. That said, the feet on the lower left one seem a bit small for the body/head.
Thanks. :) I didn't see that one. And here I thought I caught all those little details. Elementry mistake for me. That's what I get for not having a flexible model, dammit. :3
 

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Well here are a few. I have a tattoo design in my sketch book too but my scanner isn't working.

Tribal Bird #1
Tribal Bird #2
Tribal Bird #3
 

Firia

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I did this eons ago, before I really gave any attention to anatomy. :) I'm plenty aware of my mistakes. Still, it seems to get a rise out of Link fans. :D

 

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A landmark has been achieved for me, after 10 long years of drawing. Something I have never done before has finally been put to paper.

Can you guess what it is?
 

Archemetis

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Firia said:
REALLY FUN meme!

I did this like a year or more ago, and stumbled across it just now. I thought I'd share. It's a lengthy image, so, spoilering it to annoy people less. :D


If you feel compelled to complete this meme, you can find a blank here. [http://yamidawn.deviantart.com/art/Dawnies-OC-Meme-67598761] Just remember to share! XD
Now that someone has done a Meme I feel inclined to show off one or two that I've done.

or at least completed.



As for the originals if you feel like doing them, I have no idea where they are, on DA somewhere I'd imagine.
 

Firia

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Firia said:
REALLY FUN meme!

I did this like a year or more ago, and stumbled across it just now. I thought I'd share. It's a lengthy image, so, spoilering it to annoy people less. :D


If you feel compelled to complete this meme, you can find a blank here. [http://yamidawn.deviantart.com/art/Dawnies-OC-Meme-67598761] Just remember to share! XD
Now that someone has done a Meme I feel inclined to show off one or two that I've done.

or at least completed.



As for the originals if you feel like doing them, I have no idea where they are, on DA somewhere I'd imagine.
I dig the Character meme. :D I did one of those, but it was a different one. More of a singular focus. I like how yours asks to pair each other off with crazy things. XD
 

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I drink you in and you quench my thirst
at least for the moment
for soon I am hungering for more
so I continue to take you in
great mighty gulps
running through my soul
every time I put you away
I find myself reaching for some more
finally you're all used up
there's nothing left
nothing to satisfy my craving
you have been depleted
yet my hunger still remains
your sweetness
sweeter than the sweetest clove cigarette
you are my true drug of choice
my yearning, my craving
my bittersweet dream
softly killing me the more I give in to you
and yet I thirst for more
I must have you
even with great love in my life
my addiction remains
you
soda
preferably cherry flavored
come save me tonight
Cherry Coke

I wake with a hunger, a need for your blood.
I fear to let it linger, though I know I should.
I reach out for you, pulling you close to me.
Nothing else will do, there is no use to plead.
Just as I am yours, you belong to me now.
My thirst forever grows, there is no tomorrow.

Yet you accept me, the beast that I am.
As hidious as can be, yet still only a man.

How can I miss you so very much when we've never even met?
All I want is for you to place your hand in mine till the end of time.
How can your voice drive me crazy when we've never even talked?
I beg for you to whisper in my ear everything I am wishing to hear.
How can feeling you make my toes curl when we've never even touched?
Your silky flesh caressing mine sending shivers up and down my spine.
How can I fall so madly in love with you when we've never even lived?
'I love you' can say so very much yet those words just aren't enough.

She has asked for nothing, which is all I have to give. She is willing to leave her life behind, just to be with me.

Me, a man who is a lost cause.
Me, a man who is a known dreamer.
Me, a man who has been so messed up by love.
Me, a man who has more issues than Life magazine.
Me, a man who hates everyone and everything.
Me, a man who has lost everything in life.
Me.

A man who has been blessed by God.

A wave. A driving force, pushing me away. Lifting me up into the heavens, just to toss me back down again. The waves, trying thier hardest to keep me back. Showing no mercy upon my fragile soul. So much disrespect for what drives a man to do such things as this. No love, not even for love.

A wave. A crashing force, pushing me under. Driving me deep into the realm of the underworld. A place where light cannot be found. Breath cannot be had. A place where up is down, and down is all around. A place of no mercy, especially upon my fragile soul. Yet I fight on. I swim on. For love.

A wave. Telling me not to venture from the safety of my dock upon the bay. Wishing me to sit there and watch the tide roll away. To waste time, my life away. But it's not in me. I must be yours. I beg to serve you. Your wish is my law. I shall prove I mean what I'm saying. To death. For love.

A wave. I'm coming to get you. I fight the sea, the distance between us. I trek through this unknown, knowing. I venture forth seeking my prize, a life devoted to the one I love. No other gift would ever do. No other would ever do. I'm coming to get you. Am I good enough? For you? For love.

The blazing sun is hot enough outside to sizzle some bacon.
We don't care.
Even in the shade of the boardwalk, we feel our bodies cooking.
We don't care.
The sweat pouring out of us makes our skin sticky to the touch.
We don't care.
Our flesh rubbing up against each other rashing, itching, burning.
We don't care.
The heat is making our heads foggy, world spinning out of control.
We don't care.
The sand under us, on us, in us, causing great little discomforts.
We don't care.
The waves, broken from the pillars, still managing to wash over us.
We don't care.
The salty, murky, sudsy water irritating our already sensitive skin.
We don't care.
Our skimpy clothing clinging to us tightly, cutting off all circulation.
We don't care.
The pain, the agony, the worldly feelings telling us to halt our actions.
We don't care.
The love, the desire, the total perfection we feel. Just try to stop us.
We don't care.

It has been too long since I looked into your eyes.
To see the reflection of the rest of our lives.
Too long since I felt your hand in mine.
Your comfort letting me know everything's fine.
Way too long since your voice ringed in my ears.
Telling me I will be happy the rest of my years.
Too freaking long since warmth chilled my heart.
Leaving me waiting for it's beating to start.
Long it's been seen I shared your thoughts.
About you, about I, us in the coming months.
Too long of a time since I held your embrace.
Making the cold night's dreams dreary to face.
Too long since I knew such a beautiful sight.
Leaving me trying to vision you here tonight.
Us together, you right next to me.
No where else I would rather be.
It has been too long. I miss you.

As I walk along, alone
I try to care
But fear I don't.

The little voice in my head
Arguing with me
Cocky and rude
So many profanities.

As I stroll along, alone
I try not to listen
But fear consumes me.

All the people in my world
So far away
Not even looking
Least not in my direction.

As I move along the surface
Tiny little star
Everything I know.

Life flooding out of control
Streaming past me
One step forward
Yet still no closer.

I continue on my path
Ever forward
Forever vigilant.

Sun glowing down from afar
Making me sweat
Fighting the chills
As I continue my walk, alone.

Forever spinning out of control.
A path of destruction.
An endless circle.
So very much life to give.
Easily taken away.
Cold shoulder.
All I ask is for peace.
You spit on me.
Rip me apart.
I beg for compassion.
Get self hatred.
Destruction.
Soon our time will come.
No more you.
Just me.

Toes mixing with toes
Feet playing with feet
Legs massaging legs
Knees locking with knees
Thighs absorbing thighs
Sleep interupting sleep
Dreams influencing dreams
Life messing with life
You loving me


Am I thinking of you and me, or is this just some fantasy? Am I awake right now or still sleeping unpeacefully? To think those I love always seem to leave, when all I see is the two of us for eternity. Will you be the same? Quite possibly. Am I ready to chance it? Most definitely!

The corridor is dark. The only light shining from under the hundreds of doors on either side. Laughter, or perhaps crying, can be heard behind each and every wooden portal. I start to walk forward, gaining pace with every step. The corridor keeps expanding out before me, but I keep traveling it without any care. Finally a window appears before me. I crash through it full speed and start to fly. The world is vast, open, free. Clouds leave thier dew upon me, but the exileration of it all keeps me warm. Keeps me going. There's no looking back. There's no one but me.




An exilerating notion.
Thousands of miles.
Busy land and open sea.
Just to see a smile.
A passage of time.
Both short and long.
For me to wait.
Both right and wrong.
I close my eyes.
Blissness overwhelms.
All is perfect.
In my own realm.
Eyes wide open.
Dreams remain.
What do I want?
I have no shame.

The moon, so void of life
Floating around without a purpose
A dark shadow among the night
Stars twinkling life all around
But so very far away from me
The moon, dead among the living

The sun, so full of energy
Casting life towards all in it's wake
A star of it's own creation
So much purpose to give
So much love it burns bright
The sun, a globe of happiness

The moon, so void of life
The sun, so full of energy
Sharing it's warmth and being
The moon soaks in the sun
A new light lusts from within
Shining into the darkness

Creations of illusion
A stirring of emotions
Longings and desires
A new purpose is formed
The moon, now among the living
The sun, a world of happiness

I sit in my chair, overlooking the world around me.
Grasslands and cities all around me, a vastness of oceans spanning before me.
I hear the cough of the old woman smoking her cigarette beside me.
Breathing in but never truly breathing out.
The laughing of the children locked in thier rooms being drowned out by the weaping inside them.
The infants running the streets without a care in the world.
No knowledge of truth, of security, of love.
I sit in my chair overlooking the world around me.
A smile stretches my face for the hope of tomorrow consumes me.
A tear swallows my cheek from the thoughts of yesterday, slowly dying away.
A path is laid out before me, but I sit in my chair lazily.
There's always tomorrow, but right now I'm relishing today.

I awaken to feel your presence beside me. Fighting off the stiffness of sleep, I immediately reach out and draw you closer to me. Into me. Your skin is soft, and tickles the hairs encompassing my arms and legs. I reach completely around you, holding you, hugging you, as if claiming my prize. My reward. You. I reach up with my right hand and gently stroke the hair flowing from your head. Combing, entangling, enjoying the moment. Massaging the back of your head, your neck, your shoulders and your back. Roaming your body, traveling lower and lower, but never missing a spot. I want it all. My lips find your nape, my tongue gently strobing for flavor. Sweetness, saltiness, my hunger begging for more. Grabbing your head and bringing it to mine, our mouths collide, lips shivering, tongues darting, sweeping, trying to find each other and become one. The taste of us is almost unbearable, the ecstasy of our saliva, the wanting, the needing, the desiring for it all. There is no more you and I, just us. Us.
 

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As for the originals if you feel like doing them, I have no idea where they are, on DA somewhere I'd imagine.
WOW

They are really good
 

Fightgarr

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Hey guys. We now have a group up. Its called Escape Artists [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/groups/view/Escape-Artists]. Discussion in general about art should be funneled into that chat area. While crits and artworks themselves should remain here in the thread.

Thanks guys,
--'Garr
 

Archemetis

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So yeah, I updated you all with the Blooper Reel for the film based on my comic that I'm trying to maintain on Deviantart.

I've now got a Trailer for you to look at, It's not exactly the best thing i've ever made, in fact looking at it I wish I could've spent more time on it, but unfortunately time was short.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DOB_SKA-kLE

It's enough to give people a heads up of what exactly they can expect from the movie, that much I'm thankful for.
 

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How many of you like a good apocalypse story?

Chapter 1

July 8th, 2012: 0700
It's been seven days since it happened. We're trapped in the middle of nowhere. Not really sure what happened at this point other than the mushroom clouds we could see over Columbus and Cleveland. Only thing that saved us was that we decided to go out to Amish country last weekend. Thank GOD for that. Meagan, Piper and I made it. Cell phones are down so we haven't heard from anyone else. Internet is gone also.

The house we are in has a short wave and we are catching small amounts of information but not a whole lot. Appears to be a huge cloud of static out there. As far as I can tell so far is that it was a nuke attack and all major cities from the East Coast to around Chicago were hit and hit hard.

I've been out scavenging some and saw some things that I wish I had never seen. Refugees are finally coming out of the cities and it is grotesque. Melted eyeballs, burned flesh and other things I don't ever wish to discuss.

I've run into a few bunches of raiders but have managed to avoid being seen so they have no clue we are near by. We can hear their trucks and ATV's every so often but we are very well hidden. Fortunately, I had been up here so many times I knew where the house in the hillside was. I can't believe no one was here but maybe it was just a summer home. The owner was definitely a gun lover / survivalist. I've been working to clean all the weapons we've found and make the modifications to them like sawing off shotgun barrels. To keep Meagan busy, I've had her inventorying all the gear the man had.

July 8th, 2012: 1200
We are going to have to make a move soon. Very soon. Things are getting way to busy out here. We need to get out from between the two major cities. The amount of refugees is increasing. Even on these country roads, the traffic has increased. I checked our truck earlier and it is running fine and I put it in 4 wheel drive just in case. I've tested all the fuel we found here and it is good plus there was another 4 wheel drive truck.

I'm going to drive one and Meagan the other. Thank god she has a grip on what is happening. CB's are now installed in both trucks and I think we should be good to go for around 7-8 o'clock tonight.

The guy that owned this house was hard core. I've found some NVG's (Night Vision Goggles) that will help and a couple automatic rifles, an AR-15 and a two Sig 556's. Those will help. I've tried to split our supplies between the two vehicles in case we lose one. That way we will have some supplies in the other. Boy Scouts, right? Be prepared.

My dad taught me to expect the worse in bad situations. I'm trying to prep for that.
Piper is behaving herself. She has some toys to play with and Meagan has done a good job of occupying her.

Miss the dogs. Hopefully it was quick for them.

More later.

July 8th, 2012: 1830 hrs
We are getting ready to leave. I took some time to camouflage this place in case we need it again. It would make a good base or outpost.

Heading west towards Indiana. I'm hoping to find a group to join up with. Things have gotten worse. Heard a report on the short wave earlier about germ warfare. Not good.

Will need to find more military gear. CBR (Chemical, Biological, Radiological) suits if we want to move through hot zones. Will also need to find some more medical gear. We have plenty of MRE's (Meals Ready to Eat) so we should be good on that front. Been watching the road for about a half hour and things seem to have calmed down. I think we will try that route for now and make sure we blend in. If things get bad, we may need to go off road. Meagan is doing ok for now. She is tough I think she'll be ok in the long run. Let's hope that things stay grounded.

July 8th, 2012: 2230
Damn that was close. We had to turn around. Got a couple miles down the road and there was some sort of roadblock that turned into a major firefight before we got up to it. Got the hell out of there FAST. It looked like the roadblock had been set up by a bunch of local-yokels. I saw a bunch of hunting rifles but nothing heavy. Some cars on fire and a lot of weapons fire back and forth.

Back at the house and I went out and managed to bag a doe so we don't have to waste the MRE's. Probably stay here for at least 3 more days. Can't afford to get caught up in a gunfight right now. I don't want my wife and kid involved so we will be avoiding that for awhile. However, if we can't get out of here soon I'm going to have to do some recon and see if I can't force our way out of here. We aren't trapped by any means but I want this to go as easy as possible. I've also had to restrict my wife to the house for now. I've set up a series of booby traps around the property just in case. It's wait and see time. I'll probably use the next few days to see what else this guy had in storage. My wife found a locked door that we couldn't get open so I think I'll try and get in there. See what we find that we can use.

July 8th, 2012: 2345
Finally got through the door. That was a *****. Had to make some plastique (putty type explosive) to blow the lock. Didn't want to shoot it off.

HIT THE MOTHER EFFIN JACKPOT!

This room looks like an armory for the Navy SEALs. We are damn lucky. Claymores, grenades, sniper rifles, fatigues, medicine, absolutely everything a person needing to survive would need. The only other thing we found was the body.

He had taken his own life. I've transcribed the note he left below.

To who ever finds this,

The world has ended. Jean was in Columbus when everything hit the fan. She was actually picking up some ammunition. I have no reason to continue. Why would I want to survive in a world without her?

For the person that has found my body I have left you a complete inventory of everything I have that might help you. I hope you are able to use my equipment and survive this mess.

Give 'em hell

What a shame. I've taken him out back and buried him in the garden with a proper burial. It was the least I could do.

Time to get down to the inventory part. The list is about sixty pages so it's going to be a very long night.

Note: For anyone reading this I will be keeping a series of diaries to document what happens. Things we see and find out, so there is some sort of recorded history of what happens. I hope to have detailed account of what is happening and what has happened for future generations so that they will understand our times and what has gotten to this point of destruction.

Thats the first chapter of his story there is currently 19 chapters it gets really good This guy [http://benjaminrogers.deviantart.com/] wrote it i strongly recommend you read it if you like the apocalypse genre.