So You Know I Love You Guys, Right?

Drawing of my dog. He thinks he's a model.

Drawing of my dog. He thinks he’s a model.


The picture is unrelated, but I didn’t want to leave you guys without a picture.

So you know I love you guys, right? “Hello Everyone,” “Improbablility of Seriousness,” and “Penguins and Unhappiness” were all just gag posts. I can’t give up on art for that sort of thing.

I decided to make this post as straight forward as I can, guys. This is very awkward for me, because I honestly didn’t expect that my posts would get the attention they did. It actually makes me feel bad, considering that my hastily written pseudo intellectual posts actually seemed to make sense to a lot of people, which I guess is pretty cool. On the other hand, revealing that this was all part of an April Fools Day prank makes me feel sorry for all of my new followers who joined in for the opinionated posts about things. I’m sorry guys, but that’s not really my thing. Unless I state otherwise, this blog will be used for art and art alone!


But since you guys liked my serious post so much, let me tell you how I really feel about the issue.

We are a little too preoccupied with being serious all the time, and it would be nice to just let loose and get your goof on every once in a while. We spend way too much time being big, respectable, serious people all the time that we almost forget what it’s like to have fun. I mean, let’s be honest, whenever we do something fun after weeks and months of doing boring, important things, we look drained. We come out of our little boxes of stressed out seriousness and start looking around like some little dog that hasn’t been on a walk in ages. “What’s that? Is that a tree?! Is that junk food?! Are those those fun paddle ball toys that I haven’t seen since I was ten? Is this what I’ve been missing?!” Then afterwards you let loose but you’re so awkward and confused because you haven’t done anything fun in forever. You barely know how to have fun anymore. It’s cool, though. You can still learn. It takes practice, but you can get it.

On the other hand, life isn’t all fun and games, and that’s the sad truth. Some times you have to get serious. When things need to be done you have to man up and take control, because you know full well that you’re the only one who can do that job the way you can. You depend on you, and others depend on you, so it’s cool to switch to serious mode when things happen. Have respect for others having a moment of focus and concentration, and if they politely ask you to tone down the craziness for a moment, it’s okay. The same way you want them to respect your nutty, unconventional personality you respect their serious, straightforward attitude. It’s only fair, right? Do onto others, you know?

In the end you really need a balance of silly and serious to survive this life. If you’re always serious you’ll never get any real enjoyment out of life. Things will pass you by, you’ll never see the beauty in anything, and you’ll always be too busy killing moments to realize that the world is an awesome place of wonder and awe. If you’re too silly, then nothing will have any real importance to you. Any serious moment, from a wedding, to a funeral or even a birthday will loose meaning because you’re too busy making a joke out of everything to realize how important they are. Things become less valuable and precious, and before you know it you’ll be trading watching your kid take her first steps for some silly beach party with a bunch of random whoevers that you just met. In short, silliness rocks! It’s awesome and we should all try it some time/ Seriousness isn’t without it’s merits either. It’s that calming force that somehow manages to make you realize that you are a leader and a winner, and that you have to focus on things. When you combine the too, and do something silly but take it as serious as you would any happy event, everything  just seems to  fall into place and just feel special.



…Yyyyyeeeeeah I still can’t do this philosophical thing. Happy April Fools Day and don’t expect anything else like this for a long, long time.


Good night, my friends.



PS: Still a little upset about fake philosophical me getting all the attention. Jerrica I now know how you feel about Jem.

Penguins and Unhappiness

If you look at penguins, you’ll realize that they are the soul symbol of unhappiness in the animal kingdom.


Not because they all look alike

Not because they live in the freezing cold

Not even because they hatch from eggs


But because of their beaks. The bird’s beak is like it’s mouth, and that is how they communicate and eat. Penguins make such high pitched little squeaks. I wonder if they ever laugh at each other for having too high or too low of a squeak. Maybe that’s why they’re all so loud. If they’re loud then their voices can be heard over the others. Maybe they’re really saying “hey! Listen to that guy! He doesn’t sound like me! What a loser!” It’s sad, really. They only stop that when they eat fish. Poor things. They can’t eat what us  humans do. Maybe that’s why they’re so loud. They want cakes, too! Tee hee! Silly birds! ~_^

The improbability of seriousness

Hello, all. I decided I would try to give my first opinion on an issue close to my heart.


Throughout our lives we are forced to condemn with such horrible feats of reality that no one can possibly comprehend until they are older. Even then we don’t understand. We are told from early in our childhood that we are forced to confine ourselves to such horrible borders that will shape us as adults. Our play is interrupted by mean adults who ultimately tell us to get serious, and though we try to fight it, we eventually fall under the spell of serious, too. We soon shed our happiness and bright colors for dignified and boring tones. No longer are we allowed to let the horrible enemies of pink and blue and yellow accompany our happy wardrobe. Instead we must settle for the dull shades of grey that represent the loss of our joy and peace. We are no longer allowed to act silly, but we are forced to confine ourselves into the rigid box of seriousness that will hold us captive for all the days of our lives, all because we let someone who lost all of their silliness get to us. It’s an awful fate and we must fix this. We can not allow our children to grow up in a world where you must only act serious, especially in situations some poor fool has deemed as serious. So what is there’s a formal party? You are a human being and you should not be confined to their rigid dress code and food. That is too serious. Show up wearing your most relaxing clothes and eat your most delicious sub. If they can’t see why you are doing this, then they are too deep into their seriousness. Do not get angry at them, for they do not understand. You must not force them, but constantly remind them that the world is not serious at all. Do not make serious things serious.



Hello everyone.

Long time no chat.


Anyway, I would like to let you all know that I no longer wish to use this blog for art. I decided that learning to draw was too difficult, and ultimately not my calling. Instead, this site will be used to express my opinions and thoughts and feelings. I will keep the remnants of the old site up just so that everyone will remember. Everyone is welcome to join in on my discussions, but I would like to let you know that the rules still remain the same, and rudeness shall not be tolerated!

Testing Testing 123

It's been ages since I uploaded a traditional sketch.

It’s been ages since I uploaded a traditional sketch.

I’m trying to figure out if my scanner is large enough to scan junk from my sketchbook. It turns out that it is too small. Bummer. I really wanted to draw some comic pages traditionally, too.

Enjoy the messy Fifi sketch.

I Swear I’m Still Alive!

I’ll get those last two gifs finished even though Christmas is several months away



So apparently I like to draw dolls. Go fig.

So apparently I like to draw dolls. Go fig.

Pinkie just got an internship at a magazine company run by former model Toffee. I think she’s exited about it.

I’m not going to lie. Pinkie Cooper and the Jet Set Pets and Catwalk Kitties have to be the most adorable dolls I have ever seen. The dogs run a fashion blog, and the cats are part of a large modeling agency. I own one of the cats, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want a Pinkie Cooper doll.

Pinkie Cooper and the Jet Set Pets (c) The Bridge Direct, Inc

Catwalk Kitties (c) Lanard

References: Pinkie Cooper and Toffee




Srsly. Someone go buy me a Pinkie Cooper doll.

Back like Back Street Boys

(Pfft. Like I know the difference between them and N Sync)

Obligatory crossover!

Obligatory crossover!


Howdy all! Guess who kinda sorta back and most definitely doing work in college? This birdie right here!


I felt like playing around in Photoshop. I had this idea to make Palmon a pokemon trainer in my head for a while, and I really wanted to try that whole lineless style thing. Somehow, that led to playing with textures, which led to this mess right here. Her dress is an odd version of the Heart Gold/ Soul Silver female protagonist, and her bag is a cross between the Black/ White and X/Y trainer girls. I really want that bag.


Yeah…I really don’t like blabbidy blabbing about my life, but yeah! College is important, so there’s going to be some changes around here. First of all, I won’t be updating a lot (Pfft! What else is new? yao-ming-face-meme). This work is going to eat my face off in the long run, and I don’t want to miss or fail anything because I just had to post something. Second of all, Digimon Emergency and all of my other projects are going to take a back seat until I can determine a schedule that will let me pass my classes, draw, update, and get a good nights sleep all at the same time.


In a nutshell, see you all eventually! :1


Good night, mon petite monstres!


Palmon (c) Toei, Bandai, Saban, Akiyoshi Hongo

Pokemon (c) Nintendo, Game Freak, and Satoshi Tajiri

References: Palmon 1 and 2, and Pokemon trainers.

Textures: Leather, denim, and paper






Pfft. I’m so tired. There are probably like a million grammar and spelling errors in this. I am so sorry for that.

So I had the urge to draw Cynder and Ember…

…because they are my two favorite dragon girls in the Spyro the Dragon series…

Gaze upon the pink and purple friendship! Gaze upon it, I say!

Gaze upon the pink and purple friendship! Gaze upon it, I say!

I love these two. They’re just so adorable I can’t stand it. It’s a pity they never met up in the games. My headcanon says that they’d have a sisterly relationship. I can’t see them as enemies or rivals or anything like that. I mean, if we notice that Spyro never told either of the girls he loved them and pretty much left them hanging just forgot about Spyro for a minute and disregard any canon that might prove me wrong and focus on the girls’ personalities, then they could have a cute little bond going on. Ember needs a hero. Someone who she can look up to and run to in her time of need. Since Cynder was technically an adult before, and since she was reformed, she might just make a good roll model (and train her and I can’t believe that I just wrote an entire paragraph explaining my headcanon).

Anyway, I’m not extremely proud of this picture. It was a bit of an experiment, and I did not get the results I wanted. My problem is that I know whats wrong (i.e. hands, legs, feet, and Ember’s head), but I don’t know how to fix them. Hey, if you know how, please let me know.




References: Cynder and Ember

Cynder and Ember belong to Sony Computer Entertainment, Insomniac Games, and Activision



I want to draw more Spyro the Dragon stuff, but I probably won’t.