Hey guys, just posting a refresher on who I owe what

Still open if anybody needs any art!

 lucii-fur :
Acrylic canvas: paid. progress 0%
Digital: Completed

 machozi :
acrylic canvas: paid. progress 0%
Digital: Completed

 daneofderp :
Digital: 1 completed. 0% 2nd piece

 barjo :
Paid. Undetermined

 sp0rk :
Paid. Undetermined


Acrylic pieces are going to take me a bit since I don't have a comfortable living space or desk to properly complete acrylic pieces. Halting those until I do.

Badges: $10
Full background/character: $20
Additional character: $5 each
Sculptures: $60

Thanks so much folks!

Also, ask me how I can become your art bitch for a month for a special deal! :>

Just a heads up folks

Thank the gods that vet bill for Roman was paid off- however, I still am open for commissions since this is technically my second job. The college I clean is closed for the summer so no students = no trash, no shitty toilets, no cleaning!

Give me a PM if interested.

Current list:

 lucii-fur- full digital/canvas- paid.

 machozi- acrylic canvas piece. Paid

 DaneofDerp- two digital pieces. Paid. Done

 barjo- undetermined. Paid

 Sp0rk- undetermined. Paid

 christaphorac full Digital. Paid
Prices:
Badges: $10
Full background/character: $20
Additional character: $5 each

Acrylic portraits: $40

Sculptures: $60


Thanks y'all so much for your help and steady response in this time of need. I am eternally grateful for the aid. <3

~AF

Guys

Roman's vet bill has been paid in full.

I don't mind naming recipients and those who helped, I will if you specifically ask to be mentioned- but those of you who helped me to get this accomplished I am eternally grateful and beyond words thankful. I just want to be respectful to privacy.
It is good to have that resolve that Roman's life ended with no loose ends and I did what i could to earn my way to his chapter closing in his earnest honest way.

Thank you so, so much everyone who helped me. Consoled me. Gave me fond memories to share and cried with me. I am so beyond blessed for everyone here.
Thank you, that's all I can say and do between crying spells. Thank you

sincerely, the deepest gratitude
~AF

I'm sorry to come on here with a sad story

I lost my dog this week unexpectedly. He was my absolute best friend in the entire world, my only real knowledge of love and the loss is still deep and raw for me. I'll spare the grisly details but it was heart failure, and despite CPR and rushing him to the emergency vet, he was there declared gone officially....

I was charged with the bill for their work and medicine in trying to revive him

$475

I have rent coming up, 575 +25 with internet.

They're willing to do 150 a month but as it stands, everything in my savings is going to rent and the 30th is coming up

If anybody wants some art to help me out, or would consider donating, here's my paypal:
Beardedbrother25[at]gmail.com

I realize this is my responsibility so I'm trying to earn my way there in his honor. He'd want me to draw as many doggos and critters as possible I'm sure to make it right in the end.

I'd be grateful for any help

Thanks yall
AF

Cheap art too

$10 badges
$20 full character pic, background
$5 additional characters

Thanks!

~AF

Do I owe anybody art

Its been a while, I tried to be reliable with most commissioners but some people did, on my account, slip through the cracks.

If I owe you anything, please speak up! I will gladly compenstate you with the art you deserve


That being said I'm also open right now for commissions kinda not sure a price range atm so just PM me and we can chat ^^ very flexible to doing some cheap priced works

Cheers
AF

As a kid, I used to draw.
I'd sit down at a desk for 3 or 4 hours and not stop until I had to use the bathroom or my mom came shouting at me to go to bed; sometimes I'd even carry my work to bed, drifting off with a piece of paper under a heavy book on my lap and my hand scrunched around a pencil.
It became so integral to my system- like any skill- drawing became like a second soul.
In class, my progress was never delayed by a teachers lecture. My hand would scribble, scrawl, and slash out characters I'd seen on tv and sometimes it would surprise me with creations from my own mind. Once I started pushing out of the tube, I was delighted by new original faces seeping from my imagination.
They were like new children. They were like soul mates.
Drawing was a catharsis. When the shroud slowly started laying over my mind, my sketchpads would reflect a deep turmoil in heavily embedded lines and teeth. A sort of blood letting that rejuvenated the creative process and allowed me to proceed towards brighter thoughts and ideas. It raised heckles on the back of my neck- it raised heckles on others.
My work progressively began to be squirreled away. A late budding sexual explorer rolling curves and liquid lines with my pencils and pens that could not be easily or quickly understood was shamed. Abandoned.
Certain aspects of the art would have sketchpads frantically flapping through the air; spines broken, coils mangled, holes seared through precious clean slates.
That shroud was starting to knit with a thicker thread- my lines became thinner, pupils dilated and screams so helpless and unheard. My brain couldn't release this tragedy absorbing every aspect of me.
The pencils lean anxiously in mason jars and peer through bags for their purpose- they shall never know one again.

Glorious outpour I have noticed is still here. Thriving and leaping towards futures where models become tighter and shapes take on a more adept form. Washed colors of light characterize actual shadow, sunlight knifes through the bleak betrayal of time and patience. It has all paid off, my friends. Your talents are immeasurably stupendous. I am glad to have caught the few glimpses of this progress as it was coming along. It has all paid off, trust me.
Never relent. Please. I beg you. This will be the greatest ally of your life. It will heave you up above the scourge and boiling tar dragging all of us down. Become bold through different colors- surge with presence and precision through pen sketches- get messy. It has all paid off. It has all paid off. The pride and dismay I feel having followed and not followed closely enough is incredible as my eyes glitter with the treasures of your self worth. Keep them. Hoard the greater bounty for yourself, share with your intrinsic loves, but never relent. Never stop.