Honestly, the reason there's nothing new is because, well, I'm lazy, and I've made just about nothing since, well, the last thing I put up.

Also?

There's no fucking way I'm going to let DA have rights to anything I make that's actually GOOD.

Read the submission policy, people.

They can sell your stuff. Without your permission, or paying you at all.

It's not really yours then, is it?

I don't really think anything I have up is commercial quality, so I'm not going to take anything down.

But if I did? I would have yanked it all off once I learned about this.

And that's why I'm not going to put anything really good and finished up.

I made it, and if it's my original work, I deserve the FULL copyright priveleges.

...well... since I'm sick of seeing the previous journal entry...

Let's talk a little about my not-very-active gallery.

No, I'm not dead. And yes, I do draw. Still. Not as much lately. But I still do.

I am one of the worst kinds of artists. I rarely "finish" work. Almost all of my (personal) work is sketches and little doodles that aren't actually real drawings. And that tends to mean that they don't get to be full drawings.

And I really am much too self-concious to put a whole bunch of half-finished crap in my gallery, even in my scraps. If I can't at least say that I'm "done" with it, at least as far as the base sketch is concerned, then I'm not going to put it up.

And now, let's talk about something a little more personal.

You may have noticed that I've put up two fairly "recent" submissions. One being a new ID, which I am quite pleased with, and the other being... a submission.

Look at the list of things I like in my ID. You'll see a name.

That's the name of my fiance. Who means much more to me than half of the world's spouses and boyfriends and "loved ones" who they will inevitably end up divorcing, dumping, leaving, or breaking, combined. He is my heart, my soul, my other half.

And he's overseas right now. Because he's a mechanic in the Army Reserves.

I doubt that all but very few of you know what this is like. To have a part of your soul forcibly kept away from you for an extended period of time.

That deviantation. "A drawing." It was just the first thing that I scribbled out while playing with the tablet I borrowed for the weekend from my graphic design class. And it's what I feel like, most of the time. Alone, curled up in a little corner, and unable to do anything about it. Unattractive, unwanted, and unaccepted. And it all found itself into this little drawing. A little picture that managed to be ugly, and (to-me) intruiging and eye-drawing at the same time. And every time I see it I find that I like it more.

It wasn't meant to be something good. And I certainly never intended to put it up on DA. I found that it was good enough to scrap up. And in my sullen mood, decided to put it up as a gallery piece, because of the pressure of "you should update more often! More more!" So I updated.

Current Music: Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
Current Mood: curious

So. Found this in xtape's journal. Am now curious.

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less.
Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this
allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

...*looks around*...

I really should do something about this. This gallery is hideous. And it's not like I haven't really been doing any art for the past.... whenever. I just haven't really been doing anything specific or uploading. I think it's time to fix that. Soon, soon. Although a decent icon and ID are in order. Yes, they are.

So. Sometime soon.

Yes.

[edit] Well, have created a shnazzy new icon. I think I like it. [/edit]

Sociology assignment for the weekend:

Create a collage with items/pictures/symbols, etc, that represent your personal values and norms. Write a sentence or two explaining each part.

The values part I get, but I'm a little confused on norms.
After all, as far as I know, our Sociology definition of "norms" is as such: unwritten/unspoken rules of society about behavior and lifestyles that are expected to be followed, and straying from these norms is deviance.

How can one have personal norms?
Help?

However, I think I've established that one thing that he wants for norms is the type of image you portray. Or, I suppose, what people label you as. Geek, goth, prep, etc.

My idea: I'm going to be the collage. Because I can't be classified as just any one thing. I wear many different "images." I'll mix and match clothing styles, and pin things/pictures, draw on myself, etc, other things that represent my values and whatever other norms I have.

What do you all think?