Critique

Nov 19, 2008 11:36

Will you anonymously post something you have created (essay excerpt, drawing, video, sweater, etc) so that anon can critique you? Anon may also try to guess whose creation it is.

[836am], art post

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anonymous November 19 2008, 23:54:29 UTC

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anonymous November 19 2008, 23:59:39 UTC
C-

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:01:44 UTC
D-

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:03:45 UTC
digital or real camera?

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anonymous November 19 2008, 23:58:47 UTC

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anonymous November 19 2008, 23:59:59 UTC
F

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:02:34 UTC
awwh A!

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:03:17 UTC
Awww. Poor polar bear.
I am impressed that you crocheted something that requires sticking feet on, though. The only amigumuri or whatever thing that I ever made was an owl, and I was going to tear my hair out trying to attach the feet and eyes and wings and ugh.

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:00:19 UTC

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:01:18 UTC
B-

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:05:26 UTC
I'd like it better if the bracelet was in focus but it's okay.

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:08:17 UTC
It's my picture, and I agree :D

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:00:34 UTC

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:01:41 UTC
I'd like it better if the corks were slightly more angled, and if the right side of the foremost cork were just a touch lighter.

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:01:43 UTC
B

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reginald November 20 2008, 00:29:50 UTC
C

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:02:13 UTC
now tug her hair, & scream & scratch
as she runs her nails along your back
in marring trails of graceless pain,
her lips on flesh to capture stain.

& curse the night that brought you here
in tangled limbs of desperate fear;
dropped to the floor in shameless need,
your dignity lost in tepid greed.

self-woven web of stainless steel
to shelter wounds that would not heal,
the threads now ground to silver dust -
she hollowed you with tainted lust.

so there you lie with stolen skin;
her teeth then finely digging in,
an engraved map of furied theft -
your ribcage cracked & left bereft.

& now this bitter ending, cold & true -
she took all that was left of you,
as you dig your grave & eat the dirt
to consecrate your hardened hurt.

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:04:01 UTC
C for cliche.

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:04:37 UTC
are you 12

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anonymous November 20 2008, 00:05:12 UTC
D-

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