Thursday, December 31, 2009

Clear Desk Poly Example

Happy New Year! Piercing

(digital painting)

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Burst Blood Vessel Breast



Small Work keep in training, P

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Tally Error Of Memory Violation C000005

cordelia

-pencil-

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

How To Make Motor Machine

some sketches!

Some sketches of the tons that I do and I leave because I do not like them or because they have no reason to exist, or other nice things! I draw in pencil, crayon and ballpoint pen (ballpoint pen ah. ..) all my life, unfortunately I have to color every so often-_-

Monday, November 16, 2009

How To Recess A Wall Plug

totemic animal

He is my animal guide, ugly disturbing and pointless, it's a bit antiquated, I did almost a year ago, but is always present in my heart, so that for a short time was also the head of my little space on the network .... but it was really disturbing to see this being open and screaming my name lovingly sore, so I changed the head cool, and I reserved a small space for all him here, hello blue rabbit schizophrenic, you'll always be my favorite!

Do A Lot Of People Die In Eod

questionnaire!

manga Puccetti This image helped me recently to do a little questionnaire about food intolerance .... who was at dinner or snack lately knows that I speak, P

Silver Nitrate For Cervical Ectropian

head

This is the head of my other blog, made with the technique I prefer at this time, only the good old pen!

Burst Blood Capillaries Breast

the notorious strip of the other blog ....

The infamous strip is simply a work created from pure, healthy desire to draw, without aun because without that, just a pen and a stack of old printer (the ones with the holes on the sides) filled in detail throughout the its length, without ever pull a Folge, without deleting anything, is how it is, here the first sno paine, when the ambitious project will be finished almost five meters long, five meters nosense strange animals and half-naked little women ... a dream!

Games Desmume Mac English

salamander

another work left to be the final touches came in two versions could not ^_^;;;; propio to decide what to do!

Perfect Slave Streams

Barbara

In August I participated in a contest for Barbara Canepa , with the colored drawing to the PC, before I made the other, colored tradizionalmetne, but near the end I left because I did not feel fulfilled.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Mistresses Leather Boots

Earrings

Saturday, November 7, 2009

What Happened To Hirshberg In




Another way to twist the wire and the results are cute ... watch the tutorial, really easy to make

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Where To Find Fondue Chocolate In A Retail Store

wire weaving tutorial on an excellent video image transfer on polymer clay with water

A complete video transfer, in English ...



Sunday, October 18, 2009

Green Dot On My Samsung Telelvision

warm little center

I'm happy .
are satisfied.

work stresses me, the shift change promised does not arrive, I start to not get along better with all its all in the studio.
I am to act as a sponge for the problems and tensions of the people I love, to seek for their solutions which do not arrive, to take on the most expensive part to lighten them.
I have little time for things that I like, I have to format the computer for two weeks now I read only half an hour a day on lunch break, magazines and comic books are still in the cellophane accumulate without even watching them.
Of all the clothes that I do not put nearly anything. I go to work dressed in comfortable, and there I have a uniform. The evening I go out late and not rarely. The weekend is so tired yet I preferred the couch to many other alternatives, so in my basket of dirty washing there are almost exclusively white shirts, dark suits and sweat pants.
I'm putting a week to paint and decorate wooden box, because I never enough time to put hand in a row. Proceed to half an hour here and there to centimetrini time.
I became a fan of ebay stores and catalogs, because they do not have time to go out shopping, and more than I can run here and there, no lunch break and tell the clerk "give me this " pointing to the catalog .
I have digestive problems because the shift that I have to do the work I unpack all meal times.

yet.

I'm happy.
And I'm satisfied.
deep sleep 8 hours straight.

For some strange reason, incomprehensible to me, all this stress, tension, frenzy, not slightest touch my soul. I have gastritis, tense muscles and dark circles, but I'm fine.
I'm happy.
I found my little warm center, as Tyler Durden would say.




Thursday, September 17, 2009

Invitation Text For Walima

Remembrance

were walking on the sidewalk opposite to mine. With her long curly hair, which raindrops fall on his shoulder that kept his head supported and the hand in the back pocket of his jeans. He opposed his arm around her waist, and cadence to match its pace. That slow and empty to those who have nothing definite to do, just enjoy being together.
look great - these time seems all too much larger - but the features of their face were still immature, fresh, with eyes that barely concealed light of who holds the world and is not fully aware.
It made me think of those days when our biggest problems was how to reconcile the question today with the cinema tomorrow, how to convince parents to allow us to go on a motorbike with him tick as a holiday alone, find a place to make love.
Those times where you just choose, then he would have grown up together. There was no personality to match now formed and defined, and especially do not care. And there was left for incompatibility, but frantic desire to have more, newer, more beautiful still.
Every day there seemed to be intractable, and every night was an achievement.

But the days pass one after another, and the perception of time changes. Change the views, priorities change, we change, in particular.
problems will become if we leave the same time, where / when / where to go and live together as not to invade their space, how to respect other people's habits. There are corners to be smoothed, and others to be left intact by accepting that sting. Take note of the incompatibility and decide whether and how much weight they have, and which direction to take.

Yet, it's time. Sooner or later you happen to be walking on any sidewalk in any city, embraced, with this passage that really does not bring in any special place, happy just being together. And he has a long beard, and you make up with remedies that freshness which no longer appears on your face, and you find yourself to love those little signs that life has left him. And you have more responsibility, more years, more thoughts, and neither of you has more the world in their hands, but shaking the feeling that the other is the same.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Rocco's Big Mess Felucci

Glass Effect Floral

An effect that could provide excellent opportunities for bracelets and pendants ...

Stained glass effect - with really interesting uses for bracelets and pendants ...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Blood Pressure Over 160 Hospital

dog: the technique by Donna Kato Tiger

cane floral composition, very interesting ... The floral

dog technique by Donna Kato ... really interesting.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Holland And Barrat Kudzu

The heat is bad. To me at least.

For a change I hate the heat, for a change I'm sick of summer and the sun, we now get used, it is my usual summer complaint, just a little ' earlier than usual.
Last night I got home I looked like a contest of Miss Wet T-shirt with the hair of Cruella De Vil and yet half an hour was really cleansing. Exit
tired from work and feel your clothes sticking to the heat on him two seconds after leaving the comforting air conditioned office is the coup de grace every day. Yesterday the storm
possess me so screwed around in motion, but at least enough to be regenerated me to spend a quiet evening with a good friend. One thing is quite rare lately.

Maybe it's just that having a stable job is still new to me, and even if I'm not particularly tired me down the defense as required by be prey more than usual of my little paranoid, my little stress, my cursed weakness.
point and end up standing on the shit, I really vital questions as trivial, bad sleep every damn night.
And the expense to be who I always end up around.

I need my vacation, stay in bed all morning, not to suffer in this heat, not to have to look at the clock, play and laugh, especially laughing. How much did me good laugh last night.

I just have to bite the bullet for another 7 days and then will start my therapy. A therapy based on walking, pampering and good food, then that is what I prefer.


In the meantime I have a petition from sour spinster for operators of Facebook. Can you please change the words "People You Might Know" with "People You Might Want to know? At least I'll stop angry for every friend request that I get at random. If I had wanted to meet new people I would have registered at a dating site. But as seems to be common practice to add (and accepting) people at random because it "has a picture friendly" or "we're both fans of Nutella" or worse "I want to make new friends", change the disclaimer and I will get your heart at rest at least .

End of the outburst from sour spinster.

facebook

Sunday, June 28, 2009

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Goodbye.

I'll never learn to say goodbye.
Even when I look, even when I know that will happen, even when I feel it.

I knew this moment would come, but I pretended that it was not the case.
I did not even alarmed that does not respond to sms. Blind
until the end of my denial.

The voice on the phone tells me "I have bad news," and I think this might even be you, until you say it.

in tears as I write overlapping memories even thought they still existed, as if the past had come to knock on the door with all our photos and messages.
It seems unbearable to have remained the only one to remember things that you and I have lived alone.


I remember crying when I refugee from you. You were the first to know that I had broken with Ale, one whose shirt I soaked the funeral of Jordan.

cry with you.
Now I cry for you.

Goodbye.
I write because I can not say.


Jazz by bardo
Courtesy of bard