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June 21, 1987
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Harder I work; Luckier I get
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It's a T-Shirt design I did on the fly. It's the Superhero-est physique yet. Only problem I have with it is everytime redbubble does a thumbnail it loves Hashtag Man's underpants. Hashtag Man wants to copy his arch nemesis Clickbait Cad. tinyurl.com/y77sragk Please don't redistribute it out. I have the copyright registered on Hashtag Man & everything.
These guys give magical girls & magical knights Anime superpowers to protect their research. I'm practicing a composition from memory. They aren't part of this comic they mention. www.indiegogo.com/projects/eth… Please do not post these guys anywhere else. They are part of an upcoming book.
This piece is a cover for one of his stories. Premise I got was a guy asking his crush help get a present for his crush. She doesn't know she is the crush. The dynamic TheAnimerican put to it is really cute too. The dark green fellow went through lots of redesigns and little tweaks. I really like how he turned out. The next time I design a character I ought to get the designs finalized first before just jumping into the picture. It was tons of fun.
Ever have that one moment you post something online, feel stupid about it later than delete and retweet 10,000X until it looks just right but still doesn't feel right. I posted someting that sounded awesome at 4:00 to the crack of dawn. Yet I look at it now and wonder what was I thinking. Aw well, I sited my sources. I made sure to give credit where credit is due and if it'll lead someone to somebody who posted something that resonated with them than at least I made someone's day just a little brighter.
Has anyone ever been scared about something you put blood sweat and tears into getting stolen out from under them? My mind wanders when I'm walking from place to place and this thought looped on repeat where my brain kept getting scared things would get worse and worse. I've had things stolen from me. Lots of things. The paranoia never really goes away. It snatches you up in their clutches and makes it hard to feel . . . safe. If distance makes the heart grow fonder than I am so in love with the distance between the thief and I to the level of a security blankie to hide under.
Stealing is easy, too easy really. I met a shoplifter who had her shopping basket bulging with clothes and she was grabbing a backpack to put all the stuff she didn't want to pay for. Her mother was even in the getaway vehicle outside the store. One small problem, I volunteer at the thrift store and the front desk is in full view of the whole shop. My colleague told me to watch out for this girl. By then, she was stuffing toys down you don't want to know where. She was acting really weird, even for a regular. The backpack she was going to haul her stolen goodies was of course on sale and she was going to have to take it to the cashier to buy and haul off her booty.
My colleague told me to keep an eye on her because she was acting suspicious. I didn't know what she looked like. Shoplifters can be ordinary people, so can customers. I didn't want to go up to random strangers asking if they'd seen this girl. I didn't want to accidentally ask her if she'd seen this "suspicious person." I went straight to my boss to ask where this young lady was.
Problem #2: I didn't know what she looked like and could only describe her by her actions right in front of the dressing room and the employees only door.
"Have you seen this woman who's been stuffing her basket like a thanksgiving day turkey and I don't know what to do with her," I blurted out, politely I might add but I can't always gauge how I come off to others, "Her basket's overflowing with goods, and clothes, to the point I think she'll break her back if she heaves any more crud."
Now mind you, our store is small with an open floor gift shop of Fair Trade imports leading to four rows of thrift store goods in isles twice as wide as a supermodel. This slip of a girl was a walking roadblock with her back breaking burden hanging off one arm. Money from our store gets donated to charity. Money not given to charity goes back to the store. People of all ages, sizes, backgrounds and what have yous love coming to our store with color coded discounts and the wide variety of stuff donated by charitable people. Robbing from this place is literally stealing from the church since it is run by the Mennonites, and staffed by loving members of the Retired Senior Volunteer Program. Not to mention until 2016 I was the youngest member of this program and still look like a college student in a nerdy shirt and sweatpants. The only place we hadn't checked yet was the dressing room.
In the end, our thief revealed herself in hen pecked huff. In my stupidity I thought, no wonder she needs so many clothes. Her bum and bust line was threatening to snap that spray painted on outfit of hers like a rubber band. If her girdle, squeezed in by spaghetti straps, hadn't been tucked in then her body was threatening to muffin top in a vain effort to breathe.
"You're rude," sassed the thief in a nasally Oh-no-you-didn't voice. She slammed the shopping basket on the cashier desk. You might as well drop the mic but it lost its impact because everyone already saw her and didn't give a flying fig. Even my boss was standing there watching her turn up her nose.
That's when I realized I talked about her behind her back, in front of everyone, by the dressing room, and I thought I was trying to be discreet. Ah-ha! So that's where she went! Then Ew! That's where she went! The back room, dressing room, and the swinging doors are attached to the same thin wall and my voice carries when I'm passionate about something even small things like being helpful. She left a mess.
"I'm never shopping here again!" she griped and stalked home to her mother who probably liked shopping there.
The only thing squeaking in protest were her pants.
In the end, her "shopping" included one or two stolen pencil toys. Her jiggly endowments were the only things baggy enough to stuff them in and the kid she handed them to asked her why they were all salty and wet. Probably threw them away because they went down a crack. None of the sets were pulled apart. Her backpack was stuffed with expensive shopping goods. However her haul was small and she just worked 13x harder to be lazy instead of paying for the whole stinking pile. I felt much better knowing she was a jerk instead of nice which made it easier not to care.
Stealing is easy nowadays, from copy and paste to downloading another person's hard work and changing the author's title. Anyone can steal but the more effort you put into putting off working on your own skills the bigger the burden weighing down our hard work basket. It's hard to think that working hard actually takes less work but it's true. I mean bases take forever for me to use but I can make thumbs look like actual thumbs and not bloated chicken drumsticks with benefits. I can draw nudes better so that the clothes look right. I can actually draw stuff from memory. Okay real credit goes to the numerous How to Draw Manga Books, six years of college, and four years pouring over art books in the public library and I can't say I was never lazy but the hard work pays off and losing all that hard work is like losing the legs you worked on for years.
I know people didn't come here for a story but I want to make my content worth my viewers time and I can't do that if I don't take credit for my work. Same with a lot of people who worry about art theft, copyright theft or other stuff. Most of the accounts get shut down so here's some tips and pointers from people wiser than me.
Honesty is the best policy: When it comes to thievery or handling someone as snippy as our basket breaker it's hard to come off as rude. No one likes to be accused of stuff. However, evidence is needed to show the accuser knows that what they did was wrong. Paper trails, evidence you can take to court even if you can't afford a lawyer without kickstarter, and all the legal tools at your disposal are open to thieves as well such as blocking users for no reason or accusing someone innocent of fraud. Building a good rapport by treating others with respect actually gets more people to defend your case versus their case. One example off the top of my head, Magpiepony almost lost an undertale song to another user who dubbed the song in russian than accused the original creator of copyright theft. Bad idea. Magpiepony genuinely makes great content through hard work and earned quite a few fans for her hard work. The other account got nuked when the audience, hundreds to one reported her for abusing the system and sent her several heated messages by the thousands. That's a big crime that reflected badly and lost her everything as far as I could if I remember the case right and the act the kid almost got away with had woke quite the metaphorical den of sleeping bears.
Be well Informed: You never know what goes on behind the scenes and can get caught in the middle of a drama. My first commission was a disaster and it was all over a bunch of fairies. The client was also a sweet old lady that I didn't know was actually known to be a butt pain. She commissioned artists for specific things than took credit for their work until you did something wrong then I lost $600 for being as she called it "a bilking cheater" I was the one doing all the work and she wanted originals. If we were to redo the interaction I'd have been a petty brat and sketched her the middle finger. Luckily my Mom was the one who did the mediating or I'd have done something I regret. At least I still have all of my friends, she drove even her granddaughter away by stealing her art. No one speaks to the old lady anymore. Lesson to take home is to know the laws and where to apply them. artlawjournal.com/ This website is a blessing. Also book publisher websites. Mark Dawson on youtube has been a book cover designer for several years and has insightful info about the industries. Sometimes catching a livestream with an artist can be revealing or watching a vid. TwistedDisaster and Chaos55t come to mind. Nowadays I try not to become what I have encountered but my first client taught me forgiveness is theraupeutic and nothing peeves them off more than being nice.
Make it hard: Not everything is preventable, stupid happens, but there are tons of ways to make it harder than Hades for them to make you an easy target. Baban
one more, sorry I'm being petty, it's really therapeutic XD This particular case study took some effort to stop tracing but . . . still steals stuff on Deviantart and I later found out that in order to take down any stolen thing off of Tumblr you have to have them reported three times but one hundred dcma takedown notices can destroy a whole website. A poor content creator got her original music flushed down the lou along with her Tumblr when this happened and with it her portfolio. (www.dailydot.com/parsec/tumblr…) However this happened when the DCMA first got put out there. With the one fanart that went to my Tumblr and stuff that got posted all over reddit I put my online handle somewhere or at least my signature so that no matter where it gets blogged it will link back to me unless someone works really hard to be lazy but yeah.
<<Weis has a different watermark in the second pic. However it was nice the reblogger asked my permission first before I put it on Tumblr. That needs to happen more often.
Flies with Honey approach: Styles can't be stolen but copying them can hurt creativity in the long run. Everyone draws a little differently even if they draw the same Sailor Moon or carefully reline a base but tracing, ripping off other people's pictures/resources, and witch hunts or at least harrassing users doesn't stop the act or stop it from going viral. In fact it's time consuming. That's why I don't post alot of journals like this.
I have to keep mind finding my evidence, documenting what I can, and try not to spend all day stewing over it. It puts one in quite a funk and who knows one of my pieces probably has had a name change, a personality complex, and got put on a sock in a department store, run by the Oh-no-you-didn't people . . . And I've had physical art stolen, entire sketchbooks, jump drives, cameras, and destroyed paintings. I've gotten better at my drawing and I can always make more but the biggest fear I have is turning into something worse than the art thief and that nightmare has had my mind in an unproductive feedback loop enough I'd asked Dad for art advice. The closest thing my Dad has ever used for a paintbrush had been a mop and when we collabed I used to hammer his fingers by accident doing leathercraft when I was 6.
"If all else fails," Dad shrugged, "Take it up with God. When you've hit rock bottom the least you can do is float back uptop."
He got that advice from Dave Ramsey's YouTube.
"What?" Dad quips, "Accountants can be creative too."
I found the clip, from a cartoon, but it really shows how the Sugar and Honey approach beats salt and vinegar approach seven times out of ten. Credit goes to Miraculous Ladybug. Spoiler alert, they'll get to be superhero teammates in the next season of the show. Some people are wondering "What the Fudgies! why?!" Others are squeeing, especially chloe fans. I'm thinking the writing is going to be interesting. Especially since Chloe is both a ladybug fangirl and hates Miranette. It's like a chocolatier having a love/hate relationship with strawberry mouse.
Thank you for reading this long winded journal. I wanted to turn my deep funk into something creative and if it's going to be here for the whole world to look at, it ought to be useful. If any of this has just hit a copyright snag, stick it in the comments below or pm me. If anyone's work gets stolen maybe a link back to the original might help? Infringement is set in stinky cheese foundation at this point. Hopefully this was informative and entertaining.
I'm the just your average middle class artist. Check out my gallery. Comment, critique, and drop a line. That always makes me smile.
Current Residence: United States Favourite style of art: Manga, Comic Book, I love cartoons Wallpaper of choice: One of my own design. Skin of choice: One of those see through ones that I can use to show off my drawings. Favourite cartoon character: Wolverine just because he's awesome! Personal Quote: "I'm alive at least."
Favorite moviesSpirited AwayFavorite gamesZoidsFavorite gaming platformGamecubeTools of the Tradepaper, pencil, and the computer when its not throwing a tantrum.Other InterestsVideo Games, Comic Books (especially Manga), writing, and plenty of art.