Apologies for No Art

I don't really have access to a scanner where I'm at now, but around the 12th-13th art shall resume! =D

Official Commission Prices

Traditional Sketches
Price: $5
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(Will be cleaned-up though!)

Inks
Price: $5
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Traditional Icons
Price: $4
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Digital Icons
Price: $3
DIGITAL CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE DUE TO BROKEN TABLET, SORRY!
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Traditional Full-Color - Simple Backgrounds
Price: $10 depending on character complexity/background complexity
Second character= +$5 ($4 digital)
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Digital Full-Color - Simple Backgrounds
Price: $8 digital
DIGITAL CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE DUE TO BROKEN TABLET, SORRY!
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Badges
Price: $6 including shipping
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Special Deals - Check for Availability!
Traditional Headshots-Open on Limited Occasions
Price: $1 Sketched, $2 Colored
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ATC's (Artist Trading Cards)
Price: $5
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Postage Stickers
Price: $4
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Art Blog, Go!

So my LiveJournal is for my personal stuff; this will be art posts only. I thought about deleting the personal posts from a couple of years ago, but I always feel sad deleting online journals... I'm strange in that I enjoy reading over how I used to be.

Art here will on occasion be R/NC-17, so be warned, and thanks for looking.

-Sol-

A New State, A New Life...

I guess I really didn't have a reason for starting this blog. At least, not after leaving my Success Central class. Although I have to say, while I do enjoy knowing that no one reads this, there's still a small part of me thinking, someday people can look back at this blog and see exactly what made me the way I am. That is, if I ever became famous. Most of me has resigned itself to the knowledge that all those dreams we have as children of being rich and famous are complete and utter illusion. The most we can hope for in life is to maybe someday be comfortable. Rich is a relative term; to the homeless person on the street, finding a five-dollar bill by the road is rich. For a child who grew up not wanting, such as myself, but still understanding - to an extent - the value of a dollar, having enough money to pay my own bills and have just a tiny bit left over is rich. To someone like Bill Gates, being able to drop a few hundred grand on a car because it would look nice in your collection is comfortable.

I remember as recently as sophomore year of high school wanting to be a comedian. This dream intensified after I came out of the closet, because in my mind, being a lesbian comedian was a novelty - especially a half-Irish, half-Mexican, pale lesbian. So imagine my surprise when I log on to my computer and discover a half-Irish, half-Mexican, pale lesbian comedian performing on Outlaugh. (Incitentally, you should look up Sandra Valls' comedy routines. They're quite funny.)

...

I've been listening to everything more recently, from music to podcasts. I love how I've been telling people since December that there's going to be a live-action Dragon Ball Z movie - ah, with that one phrase I descend back into my usual mindset of, "omg-anime-anthro-draw-write!" - because I heard it on Anime Pulse, and now, in February, there are bulletins on MySpace about it. And since when does listening to a grammar podcast make you stupid? I rather thought it would to the opposite. I'm tired of being called a geek for wanting to improve my speaking/writing. Hell, I discovered a number of mistakes I've made on a daily basis that I've since remedied.

And since when does liking Harry Potter make you a nerd? I like the books, they're well-written, and I can relate to how Rowling must have felt about her characters during the writing process. It's such an intense feeling, knowing that with each keystroke or scratch of a pen, you're altering some character's life. Stranger than Fiction captured that feeling perfectly, which surprised me. I'm sorry, but I'm examining my podcast subscriptions and recalling each friend who has bashed one or more at any given time. Apparently my taste in comedians is skewed by my sexuality because the only good comedy podcast I could find was a GLBT-oriented one; I only care about the news if it has to to with the gay, lesbian, and transgender community; the fact that I like shows such as Degrassi: The Next Generation and other shows on The-N makes me shallow, tasteless, and stupid; and the same goes for me liking Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Yes, I have podcasts about all of those.

God, I'm just so tired of being criticized for every single thing I take pleasure in or use to relax. That's why I've been ignoring what others think of me, as well as how what's good for me will affect others. I took the first step by moving down here, from OKC to San Antonio. I needed to get away from everything, and as much as I love my friends, and miss them, I don't want to go back just yet. I'm content where I am. I need my own life, not one based around my friends.

I can't decide whether or not I'm happy that the odds of anyone reading this - unless I show it to them - are slim.

-S-

Official Blog... Once Again

All right... I guess it'd just be easier to say that every blog after this will be official until I've fulfilled the requirements...

I started a notebook for Julie. Not a big thing, just a notebook I bought that I can fill up with sketches, lyrics, and things I've written for/about her. The L Word is a good show; I rather like it so far, even if it reminds me of things I don't yet have.

Stability is overrated... I think that's part of its charm.

I love how an image can speak so much more to our spirits than mere words... and yet, even though words are the key to true understanding, some images can speak to our souls so much more...

Casey drew something for me today, and I have to say I love it. I love the metaphor of Little Red and the Wolf, although in our relationship I would hardly have called myself the wolf. Here it is:


God, I love it. I want that outfit for my Halloween costume.

I suppose that's all for now; I'll try to post more when I'm in a more talkative mood... Heh, look at me, talking like anyone ever reads this...

-S-

Need a Place to Live

Mom told me to find somewhere to live by January.
She implied that she meant on-campus and to pay for it myself.
I turn 18 tomorrow. Go legal smoker. XD
Also taking my license test. Fucking freaked. But I figure if Mandy (from Santa Fe, I know too many now!) can pass it, so can I. Just kidding, love her to death.
Never walk four miles in Oklahoma right around the time school lets out. It's like walking in an oven.
College is amusing. There's some hot li'l college girls looking for a piece of this betch. XD Yeah, right.
I'm happy. Mostly 'cause I got a bonus convo with Julie in addition to my usual evening one. Pleasant surprise, that. Hoping she got her stuff done like she needed to.
Totally aced my Mass Comm test without cracking the book. Go, lack of effort. I also only fell asleep for a few minutes in Humanities.
...Dude.
Dr Pepper is the shit.

Hello...

So yeah... Not much going on today. My folks went to SeaWorld for the weekend down in San Antonio, but since I had to work I opted to stay. So now I'm just chilling at home, using the spare time to work on my art trades.

Slytherinwolf's trade is still in the inking stages; the only one I'm really close to finishing is Hellpuppy's. I love it, if I do say so myself. <3

On a lighter note. I love the movie Stardust. Michelle Pfieffer is extraordinarily talented, and Robert de Niro shows astonishing versatility. Seriously, when you watch, he's nothing like any of his previous characters. The beginning of the film was a little abrupt, but afterwards it flowed so smoothly and was just overall amazing.

See ya,
-Sol-