And again...
Today in school we were informed that the first draft for the essay is due not next week, but on Friday. In other words I only have a handful days left to write the whole thing.
Dear gods, what on earth to do? What to do..?
I went home and spent the rest of the day drawing in sheer desperation. u.u
...
Kids, don't try this at home. It's a terrible study-technique, and most people won't pull it off very gracefully. I'm a terrible role-model, I know. But I'm an artist, a boheme soul and unbound spirit, right? Special rules apply! And, which should be pointed out, I tend to be able to pull through in the end, despite these masochistic sprees of denial and creativity.
Today's shiny:
The bitch-club is now in session!
From left to right is croaky's smexy demon vixen Bitch-Kyuubi, melus' kickass blackblood general Muini, and finally my velvet-n-venom machralese courtesan Ebenholtz.
This trio just struck me as the kind of gang to either hit it off perfectly or leave the scene spattered in red within the first few seconds of seeing each other. Judging from this image, things seem to have worked out well. Ebenholtz and Kyuubi are probably giving their somewhat more butch fellow bitch some beauty-care tips, to the latter's apparent amusement.
I'd hoped to do a three-way art-trade with croaky and melus, to see their takes on the same bitch-band, but it never kicked off, so in the end I wound up just drawing the piece I'd envisioned anyway.
And yes, to the extremely observant user - the background is a massively mangled, distorted and filter-flayed picture of Van Gogh's Café Terrace by Night, though anyone except the extremely observant user probably wouldn't be able to tell even while comparing it to the original.
Now I'm off to bed. In theory tomorrow should be a day depressingly full of school work.
Dear gods, what on earth to do? What to do..?
I went home and spent the rest of the day drawing in sheer desperation. u.u
...
Kids, don't try this at home. It's a terrible study-technique, and most people won't pull it off very gracefully. I'm a terrible role-model, I know. But I'm an artist, a boheme soul and unbound spirit, right? Special rules apply! And, which should be pointed out, I tend to be able to pull through in the end, despite these masochistic sprees of denial and creativity.
Today's shiny:
The bitch-club is now in session!
From left to right is croaky's smexy demon vixen Bitch-Kyuubi, melus' kickass blackblood general Muini, and finally my velvet-n-venom machralese courtesan Ebenholtz.
This trio just struck me as the kind of gang to either hit it off perfectly or leave the scene spattered in red within the first few seconds of seeing each other. Judging from this image, things seem to have worked out well. Ebenholtz and Kyuubi are probably giving their somewhat more butch fellow bitch some beauty-care tips, to the latter's apparent amusement.
I'd hoped to do a three-way art-trade with croaky and melus, to see their takes on the same bitch-band, but it never kicked off, so in the end I wound up just drawing the piece I'd envisioned anyway.
And yes, to the extremely observant user - the background is a massively mangled, distorted and filter-flayed picture of Van Gogh's Café Terrace by Night, though anyone except the extremely observant user probably wouldn't be able to tell even while comparing it to the original.
Now I'm off to bed. In theory tomorrow should be a day depressingly full of school work.