Digging your grave







My parents aren’t home

You know what that means

*sits in the living room instead of sealing myself away in my room*

this is too accurate 

*parents close the door*, *emerges slowly from room like an easily startled deer*

*Parents come home* *scurries back to room like frightened squirrel*

Y’all think this is a joke but it’s 100% accurate

Good choice! I really like Franky, so this was fun to draw ^^

Wow guys, I haven’t imagined I’d get so much requests, thank you!

The remaining requests may come a little later, because I’m spending my honeymoon holiday with the awesome rockboci ;3

Drunken chameleon with palette #18 requested by Deranged-Dragon.

Drunken chameleon with palette #18 requested by Deranged-Dragon.


The rottens have come back to omnom the seed out of the living vegetables. The sexy pumpkin lady tries to live through this Halloween nightmare. This is the new Left for Dead 3 game.

Thanks for the request!

Ask me, I dare you.

Ask me, I dare you.

Some OCs of mine UuU

Some OCs of mine UuU

The ceramics teacher announced on opening day that he was dividing the class into two groups.
All those on the left side of the studio, he said, would be graded solely on the quantity of work they produced, all those on the right solely on its quality.
His procedure was simple: on the final day of class he would bring in his bathroom scales and weigh the work of the “quantity” group: 50 pounds of pots rated an “A”, 40 pounds a “B”, and so on.
Those being graded on “quality”, however, needed to produce only one pot — albeit a perfect one — to get an “A”.
Well, came grading time and a curious fact emerged: the works of highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for quantity.
It seems that while the “quantity” group was busily churning out piles of work-and learning from their mistakes — the “quality” group had sat theorizing about perfection, and in the end had little more to show for their efforts than grandiose theories and a pile of dead clay.

Art and Fear- David Bayles and Ted Orland (via qweety)

Perfection is intimidating.  I think most artists blocks come from the fear of creating something imperfect.

(via buttastic)

I love this.  It’s why I try and write my weekly ficlet, why I try to push myself in different directions, why I try to tell a different perspective, and why I post the works up even when I’m not “happy” with it.  

Practice and molding, exploring and taking the wrong path help me as a creator.

(via littlelostcat)

This… this is why I write so damned many words, and why I love fanfic. When I write fic, I can just write, without fear of needing to be perfect and needing to be judged by anyone else. When I write original, I freeze, praying for that A and failing because a word never hits paper. But with the weekly wordcount for fic, I learn. I discover what people like, I learn how words fit and how I can play with technique. Even if I never go back and apply it to original work, my craft is growing, and my mind is sated.

(via knitmeapony)