*morwenden

[---SIDE NOTE! I'm heading to Comic Con in San Diego! I'll be running around as Poison Ivy from Batman (considering the movie just came out there may be five million of us...) and hanging out with a black 6' Chad from Bleach! (easier to find!) Say hello ---]







D: I can't believe th-that red haired thing would cause such a problem! I mean--of all the low down scumm--

T: It's not that horrific you know, strikes end quick!

D: No! It's besides the point Twi! It's summer, Min has time to draw and now none of her normal characters are allowed to appear in any new to feature drawings because of this strike?!

T: We're not...

D: Of course not! Well... we're not on strike...illegally... This is normally not my thing! This is usually yours Twi!...(oh the horror!)

T: I've even got my own numbers!

D. Eh...yes. Well. Listen up all of you who think this is unfair to have a strike like this! (And started by a foreign character on top of it all! That Phenylketonurics
needs to have more control over their wandering characters!) The nerve!



We've decided to break this strike! It requires use of the characters' silhouettes without their permission...but that's not that bad right Twi?

... Twi!?


Rules are as follows:



1) Create an image using one or more silhouettes. It must be something new -- you can not use the silhouette heads as heads for example. However, if you find that by stretching the shape you create part of a shoe, by all means, go for it! Design a new art piece (sculpture, drawing, etc) out of the old and make it totally new. How could you put these shapes to work in other words?...


2) You may use a silhouette as many times as you like.


3) The more silhouettes you can hide in a picture as elements of the art piece, the better!


4) Creativity is the key


5) When you enter your art piece for the contest, let me know in a private note where you have put all the silhouettes. Taking a picture and circling the areas are a big help.


6) Did I mention that you can stretch, warp or tease the silhouettes anyway you wish? Just need to keep a basic identifiable form!


The rules may seem a bit complicated now--if it remains confusing I will gladly provide an example. Ask me questions. Twi and I are determined to break this ridiculous strike one way or another!


Oh. Prizes? Well I suppose you humans are into that sort of shindig.




First Prize may choose between:


1) A years' DevART Subscription
2) 6 custom icons up to 100 X 100 pixels large
3) Picture of your choosing
4) Or perhaps, if you're up to suggestions? Leave a comment. After all, good work deserves some nifty reward.


Second and Third prizes will have the remainder prizes to choose from.


All entries to break this strike must be in by September 1, 2008!



















Good luck! And...by the way. You do not have to use JUST silhouettes to create a picture. Implement them in something larger. Have fun!

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The artist does not support any scabs out in the real world, this is just fiction and just for fun. Don't kill me, ne?

Freakishly obsessed. Two words to describe myself! I get theses ideas--begin them, then suddenly decide another idea is better and completely abandon the first! Geesh--
My obssessessssssion now is I want to do a collaborative art. I don't know why, where, how--the fergishness?--but man that'd be random. Did I mention I'm obsessed with random?
But:
I still have 3 more T minus drawings and a contest to post, some darth thing for my bro, Cragonts for Cougarmadcat (Ya know, I AM gonna get those blinkin pets off to you anyway because it popped in my head one day and made me so girly happy I just have to put them on paper properly!), a painting for a fiend of meh and the assorted 20 odd sketches that hover omionously over my desk while I slug through algal taxonomies at night. OH! And comic-con! I have a costume to do! Anyone know where to find some fancy green tights? XD

EDIT:
Frudgebunny knickers man. Think I'm going to have more draw time for summer, not happening. Popped into new job. I wear these giant waders and walk in all the water you guys are drinking MAHAHA! It's my revenge. Watch for floating buttons, think I busted my poor bottoms in one river!


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Will work for one month DA subscription
commission meh!

And by golly! I'm almost at 1000 hits. If you get it, take a screen shot, let me know. I'll give you a gift ^-^

Jeremy Miller,
In grade school we met. I don’t know how--I don’t know when, but damn, I remember your laugh when we all had to say something in sixth grade graduation. We were both the shortest and I’d finished my speech just fine. I’d turned to you and saw your face turn bright red and just bubbles pop out of your mouth as you nearly doubled over in giggles. I think the crowd may have understood your name but the rest just oozed pure happiness and covered the nervousness you felt. I loved you for that moment.
Then you popped by my locker daily in 7th. You made sure I knew every tornado, every storm and every cold front that was happening in the continental US, throwing in a spice of meteorological information, just to make it happy. You gained the nickname Jerems--the weather kid.
In 8th grade, I found out I was moving. I remember I kept crying and deep inside I knew that you were hurting for me. At lunch time, you would sit at our table sometimes and each time told me that there’s no big loss in moving--that I was going to see new things. I believed you and I loved you then.
It wasn’t me that suffered the large loss after all.
Your mom died when you were in 8th grade. And I remember that the last time I saw you was at your mother’s viewing. It was the only time I had ever seen you sad, seen you weak, seen you torn. We both knew. She had died of the same thing that had wracked your body every since we first met. No words were needed and no tears. Inevitability has its strange way of comforting some people.
I loved you all the more for your strength.
I learned that you had joined the volunteer fire brigade after I left, that you still obsessed over the weather, that you spoiled your cat rotten. When you became too sick to continue the physical work of firefighting, you turned to the metal work. I have this awesome picture of you grown up at your computer desk, your eyes still laughing.
Man, how you had changed!
Time went on and I talked to you in your sick bed when you were not feeling well. You would always humorously deal with the subject. The cat was still there. The laughter was still there. My love was still there.
Then we talked when you were in your hospital bed.
And then--the emails stopped.





It’s an awful thing, reality, when it reminds you that the soul can be strong, but that the body can only go so far. You were strongest person I still have ever known Jerems. Watch the tornadoes from above now. Laugh with your mother. And, above all, wait for me in heaven. I'll be there too eventually.


I love you.


--Cricket

I have no idea why I keep doing this:
Contest will be coming out in March and going until May. Just giving a heads up for anyone that would like to participate/pass the word. It should be fun!
(At least!--for me! I need a break!)

On another note: perhaps sometime I will try commissions when I boost my talent a little more. I really like to make people happy and everyone likes a picture. Plus, it'd give me ideas. Too cliche perhaps then?

Post-contest upstart, I most likely will not do too much. 21 units, grandparents in the hospital, and graduation looming= dead.
My boyfriend says I've never looked more like Sweeney Todd in my life D:

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Let me drop the hint:

March, is looking like a pretty tricky, troublesome month.
Something is brewing...
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