read the title, tell your stories.
I don't ''regret'' anything so i'll just post here
I woke up in the morning, went to breakfeast with all my friends (we do this sometimes). Then I had to pickup something at my friend house and had a beer at the same time. After that, I went to pîck up my girl at her job and went to beer fest. We came back at my place because my mother was doing a diner. I went to bed with my girl.
The next day I realized I saw every of my friends and member of my family, it was all perfect day.
That's just great.
One of my best moments is spain 2007.
Chilling with slush puppies 24/7.
I visited Picaso museo malaga!!
That was great, I was glaring at his stupid guitar.
hehe, Italy was also great.
All my vacations have been great!
And my cats are great moments (got nine of them atm).
And art is great too.
KILL THE EMO !!
I think the biggest rush I ever got was the first time I got paid for a freelance illustration job for a major national magazine. Not so much getting the job as to when I'd finished it and sent the invoice.
To become bloodbrothers with my bestes buddy at a medieval-festival during beer , mead and the concert of a fantastic medievalband. We bled as shit but we had so much fun.
To get accepted at the academy
To move out of home and start my own live
To finally having a future i can look up to
To reunite with my greatest love just 3 weeks ago. We had a terrible brake up 8 months ago. It is good to be together again.
Waking up each morning...
No position or belief, whether religious, political or social, is valid if one has to lie to support it.--Alj Mary
Ironically, the concept of SIMPLICITY is most often misunderstood by simple-minded people. --Alj Mary
The last day of august in the summer of 1992, talked a friend out of sucide
baught us another 2 and a half years of hanging out.
he eventually did it?
oh man that sucks.
My best moment is yet to come hopefully,when i make my first million, and then my second best moment when i have officialy spend 100 million dollars.
I had some good ones already, but they are simply just days where i have a lot of plans and everyone i see is being nice to me and everything works.
Either visitng Salem, MA or last night when I rolled a soup can up and down my stomach for the first time. That, just made me so happy.
walking through an old cemetery in japan with my brother.. he tried to spook me by hiding an acting like a ghost.
taking my first art classes, finishing a good life drawing a couple months ago in class and realizing i was starting to get something...
sleeping under a warm blanket with my bf one a cold day last week...
as i got out of the gym , hungry as a boar, knowing i got nothing to eat at home,
and found 20 bucks , a few steps away of MC donalds.
aviable for fulltime and freelance
Many of the best moments of my life include the sound "TsssshhhCLACK"
hanging out with my boys.
and that time when I ____ me a couple of _____. The satisfaction of getting those _____ was a feeling that has no words. I only wish that everyone would experience ______ _____ at least once in their life. It would literally change the way _____ live. An entirely new way of life for everyone.
"Be who you are and say what you feel,because those that mind don't matter and those that matter don't mind."-Dr. Seuss
When I awake each and every morning.
When I talk to my little sister(s) and family.
When I know I helped someone the best I could with what I have to offer.
When a girl looks my way.
When I draw.
When I think about all I have to offer to the world.
When I dream about my internet cafe (yes, it will be done).
When Manley shows some interest in me and tells me to art more.
When I awake each and every morning.
-When I get to stay at my aunt's mansion in Thailand, her house is just so big
-Whenever my head works really hard to draw its gonna explode
The first time I came across a book of Alphonse Mucha's artwork. It was like a nexus. I had been thinking and drawing and thinking and drawing, and wondering who I was and where I was going as an artist. The effect of seeing that book is almost indescribeable, almost like a religious experience. It blew the doors in my mind completely off their hinges. I went from feeing very isolated and alone in my artistic thoughts, to suddenly seeing everything I had been thinking about and seeing in my mind crystalized and perfect to a degree that I couldn't have even imagined infront of me. I know that sounds silly, but it was like the angels singing, trumpets blaring kind of moment. I knew from then on I had an artistic "home" or a heritage. I became so excited that I was hallucinating art nouveau flourishes on everything. It was completely mind blowing to go from feeling so alone, to suddenly feeling connected to something that was over a 100 years old, and to whom personalities like Klimt and Mucha were associated with.
Getting married was also more transformative than I expected it to be...in the best possible way.
Aside from that...any time that I can feel the connection to the larger universe around me and for a moment see past the limited vistas our daily lives trick us into believeing is all of reality.
Ia Ia Cthulhu Fthagn
The Sketchbook Lives AGAIN!
Darkergreen, My environment, and concept art portfolio
"Its all Fish-Men in the end anyway" -Sara, my wife
"Whenever one finds oneself inclined to bitterness, it is a sign of emotional failure."
couldn't possibly name just one.
when i danced with my brother to "runaround sue" at my cousin's wedding, after almost two years of barely talking to him. that was the turning point in our relationship.
most of the recent trips out with my boyfriend have been nothing short of magical. hitting the camera shop for polaroid film, and him unexpectedly buying me a $400 canon 35mm camera because i had mentioned in an offhand way earlier in the day that i always wanted one, then getting tattooed with him on a reckless impulsive whim and eating pancakes in a place where it was encouraged to write on the walls, so he put our initials up in a big heart, and now we have "our own booth at the pancake house."
I remember birthday parties when I was a little kid, I don't think I could have been happier.
Taking my dog for walks.
The one time I saw the northern lights.
The one time I flew an airplane.
Playing soccer in high school.
When I got a gold key in the scholastic art awards.
I went on a college trip to Japan and we visited the Peace Memorial Museum in Hiroshima. The experience shook me, seeing all of the warped and destroyed artifacts and reading the stories of how the owner of each item perished during or after the bombing.
I was crying and feeling completely drained by the time we all left, but was embarrassed about it so I lagged behind my class. A group of young Japanese people, must have been high schoolers, saw me in distress and approached me. I avoided them at first, still embarrassed but with very limited English they comforted me and brightly asked me if I would fold a paper crane with them for peace. Sure enough, one of them whipped out a little square of origami paper and showed me how to do it, with me stumbling over the folds and them stumbling over the language barrier. It was absolutely wonderful and we laughed through the whole process.
Either way, the crane was made and they explained they were folding 1,000 paper cranes (like Sedako) to float down the river by the museum. I signed the crane and left feeling completely changed after the whole experience.