Commissions, crappy scanner and chicks. The 3-C that's responsible for the decrease of my art posts. Trying out the mystery method was so addictive i forgot all about drawing too. Went back into drawing recently, with no compliance from my hardware.
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Scribbling of my inkpen on the paper is a sound of satisfaction.
The satisfaction ends by the sound of a mocking screech provided by my scanner...
I push the paper on top of the glass plate and click SCAN IMAGE...the same screech laughs at me in a cacaphony rythym. i could swear it was saying: "This scanner doesn't like niggers, police scanners do."
Again i try scanning. The image comes out KINDA good on the screen.
I'm thinking: "If you don't like niggas, what the fukk is that big black bar doing on my pic."
In my futile attempt to edit the bar out i only make it worse. After the ninth mocking screech both my patience and scanner flew out of the window.
That wasn't the wisest thing to do for a man of my financial stats, for i am as broke as the scanner currently lying in my backyard covered in cat turds.
"Shit happens..."
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"If life's a Bitch, i'm gonna get her. She can't resist the charming Bastard i see in the mirror."
I'm using my ex-girl's scanner to replace my ex-scanner. She's still pissed at me for reasons unknown and wants to fukk me for reasons wellknown, my scanner doesn't like niggas, she does. Not sure if i actually want a new scanner with a win-win situation like this...Buuuuut.
If my calculation serves me well i'd say i'll be posting some stuff again somewhere between 29 jan. - 2 feb
coming up:
's Bloodwork cover page.
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feb 7followed up by
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VS at entervoid.com
Fellow artists, untill the next pain in the ass situation for this jouranal.
PeAcE!