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Birthday
1989-09-24
Gender
Female
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in the shadows of my own dream
Member Since
2003-08-08
Occupation
a lazy demented idiot
Real Name
I wasn't given a name at birth. my parents disowned me and I grew up in a cardboard box that I bought on ebay.
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won a halloween contest when I was 7...I was a peacock...o.O please don't ask...i was a demented little kid...still am.
Anime Fan Since
sence speed racer came on cartoon network I was around six-ish
Favorite Anime
Trigun, Blue Seed, Soul Taker, Zenki, Cowboy Bebop, Boogipop Phantom, Ranma1/2, Excel Saga, Angel santcuary, Naruto, Eatman, Death Note, Futari Ecchi, Golden Boy
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love to have a shop, make plushies and maybe comics.
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I love to create things; anything. Making plushies.
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drawing, writing storys, manga, plushies, dreaming
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Monday, January 22, 2007
...it's something that needs to be said...as always
So graduation is growing ever near...
My aunt Angel called a few nights ago, she wanted to know why mother hadn't picked up the phone in two or three months. I told her why. She was slightly upset. I told her about everything and how I am gettin no help on life what so ever. She said she look up local art schools for me. She also said that I needed to go to a community college and then to the actual school part. She said it would be easier and cheaper. I can absolutly not go to school right after graduation. I'm most possably going to get a job at Waldensbooks or at McKay's Used Books and CD's.
I am almost terrified to haveing a job. Not so much the job part, just the whole other thing. Like everything. You know, people. The awkwardness. It's like middle school all over again. I don't care as much about what people think about me. I like the girl that works at Waldens and the Jewish guy too, they are both very visually clever. Growing up is nerve racking.
I am the only Senior in my art class. I have no idea who anyone is in that class. I hate how they keep all the underclassmen together. It's like they are a whole different breed. People are so...awkward.
You can tell so much about someone just by staring at them. Their clothes, the way they walk, the stuff they eat and especially how their hands look. Look at peoples finger nails, you can tell so many things by that one thing.
Artist's usally have things all over their hands and funk staining their nails, but it also depends on their personality. Be observant. I believe that is one of the keys to lead a full life.
...maybe I'm just way to observant. Maybe I'm just weird.
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With the information I have just give you. I want you to complete something for me.
Truthfully. Tell me what you think of my art. Truthfully. I want a something that is real. Tell if you think that I can really make it. If you tell me my art's nice, then tell me why it's nice. You like my style, it's fluid etc. It is so very hard to receive decent critisism because everyone always claims that something's good, just because 'were friends' or the fact that someone on the other side has 'feelings'. Forget that I have feelings, forget that I am a human being. Tell me what you really think. I have tried to find my own style, I'm not sure if I'd succeded or not. I really need to know if I can become a comic book artist/mangaka. This is for real people. Truth.
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