I got a photo collage assignment so I decided to make it look like my sharpie art.

EDIT: ^{I actually feel kinda shitty about this piece because I didn’t spend as much time on it as I should’ve (about three hours, which isn’t very much for me) and the quality of the lines and blending are waaayyy below what I consider to be good. I’m sorry I’m showing you my crappy art, guys. ;u;}

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I’ll most likely follow back cause why not. Please ;|

So, I submitted this to Punk Jackets but I’m posting it here for some reason that they don’t post it. And I love all of my handiwork on this. Hand-painted 4eva, bitches.

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I’m apparently a feminist to cover up the fact that I’m too lazy to groom myself.

Sorry for the link spam on this one, haha. But this is my final. Currently sittin’ in the end-of-semester show being avoided by conservative parents everywhere.

I made art again, today.

Oh, this is what I have of my final project so far. Doing a study on figurative art and eroticism so on the left we have a printed poster of myself and Cheyenne as deer and ram skull succubus’; the top right is a stencil piece of Morgan and Chris with the French text that reads, “I don’t love you”; and below that is just a picture of Chris being naked. Working on another ~just bein’ naked~ picture based on a photo I took of a model who doesn’t want to be named. But she’s adorable, I promise.

I drew getsnarly again ‘cause she fit perfectly into one of my recent assignments. Whoopsie diddly.

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The Nude Adventures of Jesus!

I mades a thingy.

Oh, in case you wanted to see a better version of that picture. It’s pretty, I think.

Sooo, I guess technically yesterday, this dude in my studio got me coffee and I only had a $20 bill so I couldn’t pay him back and he told me he uses the bartering system. Today, it’s his birthday, and I totally just noticed that a few hours ago/see me being retarded as he’s talked about it being his birthday soon, whatever.

I told him I’d pay him back in a surprise hug.

But because of the birthday thing, this happened, instead.

Maybe I’m just too generous…. Or just the creepiest person in existence…

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It’s done!~

See, continuing the Panty and Stocking spam, here…