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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 13, 2009 23:10:50 GMT
Shadowhowler, you are a very talented artist. Why didn't you take a job involving art? The ones you see on the MySpace page are actually crap compared to what I used to do when I was self-producing my own comic book. If you look at them, a lot of them are dated, the oldest being '97. Long story short, in '94 I was going to comic conventions, showing my work to editors and trying to get an illustrator job in the comic book industry. At that time I was renting a friends couch as a place to live. Apparently my friend had not paid the rent in a couple months, didn't tell me, and when I got back from a weekend camping trip I found that all my artwork, my portfolio, my art table, and over 2k worth of art supplies was GONE... as was everything else in the apartment. Turns out the landlord got pissed, came in and threw away everything in the apartment. Everything I used to create my art and all the art in my portfolio I had built up over the years... gone. I was crushed... I didn't even draw at all for a couple years... my whole life changed... and when I finally did draw again... I was rusty, out of practice, and didn't have the 'passion' for it anymore. I tried a couple times to 'get it back'... whatever 'IT' is... but I never found it again.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2009 0:15:45 GMT
I have a good idea of what you must have felt. I would have sued the landlord.
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 17, 2009 3:50:53 GMT
I have a good idea of what you must have felt. I would have sued the landlord. I dunno if I would have gotten anywhere with that... I had no legal right to be there, my name was not on the lease, the guy who was renting the appartment was renting his couch to me. I was just crushed... I could not even put a price on the work that was lost... it was years of my life, and it changed EVERYTHING. The entire coarse of my life was altered that day.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2009 4:33:54 GMT
I feel for you, Sean. My brother once lived in a similar situation as an artist--renting a friend's couch and working on comics and drawings. He used to take me to comic-con's and give me art as b-day presents and such. He could have easily had something happen to his work in the same way. I wonder what he'd be doing now if his life had been so fundamentally altered in that manner...he's now an art teacher and sells paintings on the side, something he certainly wouldn't have ended up doing had he gone through that. He's not as level-headed a person as you, I think he would have gone off the deep end and made very poor choices if he was violated like that. I commend you for being able to move on, and still find passion in your life, if not in the same things as before.
My brother taught me to draw, I certainly wouldn't have been here posting my ideas if it weren't for him and his art.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2009 15:31:55 GMT
Gives meaning to the term 'starving artist'. I'm sorry to hear about that, Sean...I know that was devastating.
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 18, 2009 3:44:59 GMT
I feel for you, Sean. My brother once lived in a similar situation as an artist--renting a friend's couch and working on comics and drawings. He used to take me to comic-con's and give me art as b-day presents and such. He could have easily had something happen to his work in the same way. I wonder what he'd be doing now if his life had been so fundamentally altered in that manner...he's now an art teacher and sells paintings on the side, something he certainly wouldn't have ended up doing had he gone through that. He's not as level-headed a person as you, I think he would have gone off the deep end and made very poor choices if he was violated like that. I commend you for being able to move on, and still find passion in your life, if not in the same things as before. My brother taught me to draw, I certainly wouldn't have been here posting my ideas if it weren't for him and his art. I'm not as level-headed as you give me credit for... I DID go off the deep end for awhile after that... got really angry and bitter, no one wanted to be around me, I got into a lot of fights... it was a bad time. I still have not found anything (with the exception of my wife, but thats different) that I can put the amount of focus and passion into that I did into art back then. Its safe to say I never did recover.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2009 6:04:20 GMT
Sean: It is hard to recover from those wounds that pierce to the soul and even harder to make people understand that it isn't just a case of getting over it. I think some things we won't ever get over and I'm not sure that that is as unhealthy as some people seem to think. How can you get over events that still shape your life, good or bad? We are the people we are because of what we go through in life.
Lunaman: I love the design but I hate the fuller (I am on an anti fuller bent at the moment) Although I wouldn't mind it if it was gadrooned (something we don't see much of because of the skill it takes to do it properly). I'd buy it with a 25" blade and a diamond cross section possibly with a hollow ground blade.
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 18, 2009 7:50:49 GMT
Lunaman: I love the design but I hate the fuller (I am on an anti fuller bent at the moment) Although I wouldn't mind it if it was gadrooned (something we don't see much of because of the skill it takes to do it properly). I'd buy it with a 25" blade and a diamond cross section possibly with a hollow ground blade. I think the fuller MAKES that sword, truely. Allthough he did do a version without a fuller, check the SBG Fantasy Sword Design thread. I also still like it a lot better as a single handed sword then as a bastard. I dunno why.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2009 19:48:08 GMT
Thanks, Sean. I think the fuller is kinda the point of this one, ;D. I'm quite curious as to why 'wraith is on an "anti-fuller bent at the moment" as he put it.
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Post by Tom K. (ianflaer) on Sept 20, 2009 3:05:37 GMT
Nothing wrong with being on an "anti-fuller bent" for a while. we all go through phases in our lives, Bloode Wraith is going through his anti-fuller phase right now, eventually he will like them again. Sean, you know there are other artists of all sorts who have suffered similar wounds and not gotten over it but rather used the pain and the change and all the things that the event did to them to express themselve in new ways through their art. I think that if you really want to do art again you shouldn't try to recapture what you lost, but rather to harness what you now have. seems to me you are in a perfect situation to do it too since your wife doesn't even make you pay rent for that couch. . . draw with the new you. maybe you'll end up better than ever, just do not try and compare any of your new art to the nostalgic rememberence of your old art, nothing could stand up to that. make crappy new art, and love it for its crapiness and its wonder and newness. I think you can do it if you try to do something new. use that anguish man! draw how you feel about it. tell a story about the pain of the loss. be DARK! you'll probably enjoy it. ;D
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 20, 2009 3:16:10 GMT
Sean, you know there are other artists of all sorts who have suffered similar wounds and not gotten over it but rather used the pain and the change and all the things that the event did to them to express themselve in new ways through their art. I think that if you really want to do art again you shouldn't try to recapture what you lost, but rather to harness what you now have. seems to me you are in a perfect situation to do it too since your wife doesn't even make you pay rent for that couch. . . draw with the new you. maybe you'll end up better than ever, just do not try and compare any of your new art to the nostalgic rememberence of your old art, nothing could stand up to that. make crappy new art, and love it for its crapiness and its wonder and newness. I think you can do it if you try to do something new. use that anguish man! draw how you feel about it. tell a story about the pain of the loss. be DARK! you'll probably enjoy it. ;D Hey Tom... I would never have taken you for the emo type...
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Post by Tom K. (ianflaer) on Sept 20, 2009 3:20:42 GMT
In my life I have wandered a very varied path my friend, and it has taken me down many paths less traveled.
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 20, 2009 3:29:06 GMT
In my life I have wandered a very varied path my friend, and it has taken me down many paths less traveled. "TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference." My favorite poem of all time... well... this, and 'The Jaberwocky' ;D
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Post by Tom K. (ianflaer) on Sept 20, 2009 3:47:38 GMT
oh yeah, they are both great bits of verse but I have to say my favorite begins thusly: "It is an ancient mariner and he stoppeth one in three by thy long grey beard and glittering eye wherefore stopst thou me."
or pretty close to that
and +1 for you and quoting such excellent poetry even if you looked it up (not saying you did just that the posting is worth while either way)
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 20, 2009 4:01:43 GMT
and +1 for you and quoting such excellent poetry even if you looked it up (not saying you did just that the posting is worth while either way) I cut/paste that bit from a website, but I didn't have to look up that poem... as I said, its always been my favorite... I always felt my whole life was the road less traveled. To this day I can only recite maybe 5 poems from memory, and that is one of them.
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Post by Tom K. (ianflaer) on Sept 20, 2009 4:15:26 GMT
well it's a good choice even if it isn't "The Rhime of the Ancient Mariner."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2009 6:11:14 GMT
And the road becomes my bride, I am stripped of all but pride, so in her I do confide and she keeps me satisfied gives me all I need.
One of my favourite pieces of verse/songs consequently about the road oft traversed.
This one is good too;
There is nobody on the road But I, And no beseeming abode I can try For shelter, so abroad I must lie.
The stars feel not far up, And to be The lights by which I sup Glimmeringly, Set out in a hollow cup Over me.
They wag as though they were Panting for joy Where they shine, above all care, And annoy, And demons of despair - Life's alloy.
Sometimes outside the fence Feet swing past, Clock-like, and then go hence, Till at last There is a silence, dense, Deep, and vast.
A wanderer, witch-drawn To and fro, To-morrow, at the dawn, On I go, And where I rest anon Do not know!
Yet it's meet--this bed of hay And roofless plight; For there's a house of clay, My own, quite, To roof me soon, all day And all night.
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Post by shadowhowler on Sept 20, 2009 6:21:38 GMT
well it's a good choice even if it isn't "The Rhime of the Ancient Mariner." Well, yeah... I'm not a salior. And the road becomes my bride, I am stripped of all but pride, so in her I do confide and she keeps me satisfied gives me all I need. Wherever I May Roam, Metallica. The Black Album was decent... but for me, that was the true begaining of the end for my interest in Metallica. I think their best Album was 'Master of Puppets'... although I really liked 'Ride the Lightning' as well. I also enjoy 'And Justice for All'... tho the loss Burton was noticable. Pretty much anything after the Black album I paid no attention to. There is nobody on the road But I, And no beseeming abode I can try For shelter, so abroad I must lie. The stars feel not far up, And to be The lights by which I sup Glimmeringly, Set out in a hollow cup Over me. They wag as though they were Panting for joy Where they shine, above all care, And annoy, And demons of despair - Life's alloy. Sometimes outside the fence Feet swing past, Clock-like, and then go hence, Till at last There is a silence, dense, Deep, and vast. A wanderer, witch-drawn To and fro, To-morrow, at the dawn, On I go, And where I rest anon Do not know! Yet it's meet--this bed of hay And roofless plight; For there's a house of clay, My own, quite, To roof me soon, all day And all night. I have no idea what that is...
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2009 12:59:59 GMT
The Wanderer by Thomas Hardy
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