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General | Posted 15 years agoOkay so the bad news is that someone stole all of my traditional art equipment while I was out of state. 300 dollars worth of prizmacolors alone...
The good news is that I was "gifted" a wacom by the person who's house I got my equipment stole from. The drawing surface is over a square foot and is much easier to use than a 'bamboo fun'.
I'm trying a few different things right now and plan on doing all of my backed up requests digitally
The good news is that I was "gifted" a wacom by the person who's house I got my equipment stole from. The drawing surface is over a square foot and is much easier to use than a 'bamboo fun'.
I'm trying a few different things right now and plan on doing all of my backed up requests digitally
Animation.
General | Posted 16 years agoSo I drew several pictures today and I think it would look good animated, does anyone know a good .gif making program or something. You would totally be contributing to some hot panda fucking if you can recommend a decent easy to use program. I'm just an artist, not an engineer, so keep it simple.
It will be one of those furry gifs that float around the internet for the rest of time.
It will be one of those furry gifs that float around the internet for the rest of time.
Digital art
General | Posted 16 years agoCan be fun, but its not the same. I like the itchy scratchy eraser bits in my bedsheets, i like the sound of a million wooden teeth gnashing on graphite compounds.
One day all bills and car troubles aside I will own a scanner.
One day all bills and car troubles aside I will own a scanner.
LMAO!
General | Posted 16 years agoTripp report submitted to neuro-soup
General | Posted 16 years agoThey said it had to be at least three paragraphs to qualify for a free month of membership.
My name is panda and I like to see visions. I am enlightened and spiritually attuned and have only the greatest respect for life and reality. That said, I gained such respect and knowledge through the recreational use and abuse of substances. So my only advice is that you approach salvia and any other hallucinogenic substance with caution, if you are not ready for the experience there is no pulling back.
In the early summer of 2009 my good friend from out of town was by and he was very distressed. He was having family issues and a self identity crisis. I did my best to placate and console him, but his entire visit I could see his emotions looming over him as if they had physical substance, his whole body was contorted and I could clearly see he was suffering. Despite all the he put on a jovial guise for all those others around us who called him friend. We drank and we sang and we danced all night, he told stories of his past adventures and we all told stories of our own till' the sun refracted on my days old stray whiskers.
We smoked pot and drank more, for this was a celebration of lives and destiny. My friend would be leaving by nightfall, perhaps never to return...
As the morning star faded and the pale blue luminescence that makes me love the early morning so much began to fade, the more yellow and ocher tones of day that most are familiar with began to warm my flesh and fur.
I was comfortable, I was in a wonderful supportive environment full of friends and family, the mood was right, the setting was perfect. My friend from out of town approached me with a vial of salvia concentration of no less than twenty-five percent. He, two other good friend, and I all ventured off to my chamber. We had a goal and clear objective, we were seeking insight and spiritual fortune, as it was always such.
I helped my friends one by one venture off and return again, salvia from the observational point of view is always so interesting. The time period is always so brief but the adventurers most return with a wealth of knowledge and respect that seems impossible to gain in such a time period.
As my friend from out of town ended his journey he did not want to explain his experience in any amount of depth. He handed me the vessel and holy chanunpa, it was my own turn.
I began the process of exciting gasses to such a vibration that they would produce a visible light source. The energy transfer between such a source of light energy and a dry organic material such as salvia concentration causes ignition of the organic and conversion of its volatile compounds.
Into the lungpeice. Many times have I heard and seen methods of rapid combustion accompanied by a short holding period, then repeated. I however this time opted for a large but comfortable "hit" with lots of extra oxygen, I suppose you could say I took a half lungful of smoke and then inhaled only air after that point.
Having done salvia many times in the past I was well aware of its subtle nuances, mainly the pulling and personally unsettling creeping feeling that emerges from behind my head to settle over my brows. While certainly distress by such feelings, I was well aware they were only part of the substance and my body becoming acquainted with one another, I remembered it clearly, so I had nothing to fear.
All other times before I had felt and urge to resist "the void" as many like to call it, this time there was no resistance, only a true salvia embrace.
Suddenly a decade had come to pass and I was wondering a oft avoided deep wood trail with my partner and fellow imperial spy and royal assassin "Ramona". We had been traveling practically on our bellies for weeks now, the air was cold and damp, moss hung down from the trees as men sentenced to be hung in those very places. The ground was crawling with exoskeletal lifeforms of all kinds and colors. I was super aware as any assassin had to be, in this hostile environment the insects were as potentially deadly as any zealot or high paladin and mount, so knowing the difference between the dualcolored jug-beetle and the aggressive stagbug was life or death.
I had 3 years of training up to this point in bio-organic chemistry and animal anthropology. Ramona was my one on one tutor the whole time. We lived together and slept together and learned to love one another in a secret library located two basements under our lord Lachlondel's indestructible chateau.
We were on a mission to assassinate his brother Lachlerrin and his entire royal guard slowly and secretly over the course of 5 years. We would have to breach the walls of his city and integrate with the peasant populace before we had any chance at exposure.
We were supposed to meet a small trade caravan on the trail we were adjacent to hours ago, it was starting to get dark and all we could do is sit on the sideline in camouflage waiting for our tardy ride. She and I would sneak into the great city by way of coffin. The coffin craftsmen had agreed to let us ride and hide for a sum of no less than 2 lbs of gold, enough to retire and live for the rest of his years. A good deal considering he was a mere 14 years of age.
Despite my own youth I grew tired and set up shifts with Ramona, as I closed my eyes I noticed a pale blue flower opening its pedals for the moonlight. Just then I noticed a piercing black hole in the center of my vision, I heard a familiar voice emitting from it.
I reached my hands forward despite the hole being a significant distance away visually. I grabbed its edges and pulled myself through.
I was on my own bed in my own chamber with all my old friends. I was a little confused as this was only a distant memory... I had been born again and lived a life of fifteen years in a library with a beautiful intelligent skilled woman who raised and cared for me and eventually through my own wiles and intelligence fell madly in love with me. We had seen so much together and what we were doing was so important to the society that we existed in...
Here I was back in a life I had almost forgotten. It took several minuets for my friends to convince me that I had not gone anywhere physically! It was truly a powerful experience. I had be away from this world that you know for a mere 2 minuets on your timeline. But I still retain all of my bio-chemical knowledge taught to me and I have very detailed instructions on how to butcher animals that do not exists in this world. I have a tenancy to speak in a formal diction and cadence do to my royal upbringing and the entire experience changed my life once again.
How lucky am I to have lived a life outside my own?
How many people could handle and accept such an abrupt return?
I am still in love with my step-mother, caretaker, and partner Ramona. Having a partner and children of my own on this planet in this existence, that is a very hard thing to deal with and the consequences of it I am certain are still untold. I love my partner and children, but deep down I am torn between the real and what most would consider fantasy.
I still wonder if I shall ever return to the Kingdom of Lachlondel and if I might ever see my forbidden taboo love mother Ramona again...
My name is panda and I like to see visions. I am enlightened and spiritually attuned and have only the greatest respect for life and reality. That said, I gained such respect and knowledge through the recreational use and abuse of substances. So my only advice is that you approach salvia and any other hallucinogenic substance with caution, if you are not ready for the experience there is no pulling back.
In the early summer of 2009 my good friend from out of town was by and he was very distressed. He was having family issues and a self identity crisis. I did my best to placate and console him, but his entire visit I could see his emotions looming over him as if they had physical substance, his whole body was contorted and I could clearly see he was suffering. Despite all the he put on a jovial guise for all those others around us who called him friend. We drank and we sang and we danced all night, he told stories of his past adventures and we all told stories of our own till' the sun refracted on my days old stray whiskers.
We smoked pot and drank more, for this was a celebration of lives and destiny. My friend would be leaving by nightfall, perhaps never to return...
As the morning star faded and the pale blue luminescence that makes me love the early morning so much began to fade, the more yellow and ocher tones of day that most are familiar with began to warm my flesh and fur.
I was comfortable, I was in a wonderful supportive environment full of friends and family, the mood was right, the setting was perfect. My friend from out of town approached me with a vial of salvia concentration of no less than twenty-five percent. He, two other good friend, and I all ventured off to my chamber. We had a goal and clear objective, we were seeking insight and spiritual fortune, as it was always such.
I helped my friends one by one venture off and return again, salvia from the observational point of view is always so interesting. The time period is always so brief but the adventurers most return with a wealth of knowledge and respect that seems impossible to gain in such a time period.
As my friend from out of town ended his journey he did not want to explain his experience in any amount of depth. He handed me the vessel and holy chanunpa, it was my own turn.
I began the process of exciting gasses to such a vibration that they would produce a visible light source. The energy transfer between such a source of light energy and a dry organic material such as salvia concentration causes ignition of the organic and conversion of its volatile compounds.
Into the lungpeice. Many times have I heard and seen methods of rapid combustion accompanied by a short holding period, then repeated. I however this time opted for a large but comfortable "hit" with lots of extra oxygen, I suppose you could say I took a half lungful of smoke and then inhaled only air after that point.
Having done salvia many times in the past I was well aware of its subtle nuances, mainly the pulling and personally unsettling creeping feeling that emerges from behind my head to settle over my brows. While certainly distress by such feelings, I was well aware they were only part of the substance and my body becoming acquainted with one another, I remembered it clearly, so I had nothing to fear.
All other times before I had felt and urge to resist "the void" as many like to call it, this time there was no resistance, only a true salvia embrace.
Suddenly a decade had come to pass and I was wondering a oft avoided deep wood trail with my partner and fellow imperial spy and royal assassin "Ramona". We had been traveling practically on our bellies for weeks now, the air was cold and damp, moss hung down from the trees as men sentenced to be hung in those very places. The ground was crawling with exoskeletal lifeforms of all kinds and colors. I was super aware as any assassin had to be, in this hostile environment the insects were as potentially deadly as any zealot or high paladin and mount, so knowing the difference between the dualcolored jug-beetle and the aggressive stagbug was life or death.
I had 3 years of training up to this point in bio-organic chemistry and animal anthropology. Ramona was my one on one tutor the whole time. We lived together and slept together and learned to love one another in a secret library located two basements under our lord Lachlondel's indestructible chateau.
We were on a mission to assassinate his brother Lachlerrin and his entire royal guard slowly and secretly over the course of 5 years. We would have to breach the walls of his city and integrate with the peasant populace before we had any chance at exposure.
We were supposed to meet a small trade caravan on the trail we were adjacent to hours ago, it was starting to get dark and all we could do is sit on the sideline in camouflage waiting for our tardy ride. She and I would sneak into the great city by way of coffin. The coffin craftsmen had agreed to let us ride and hide for a sum of no less than 2 lbs of gold, enough to retire and live for the rest of his years. A good deal considering he was a mere 14 years of age.
Despite my own youth I grew tired and set up shifts with Ramona, as I closed my eyes I noticed a pale blue flower opening its pedals for the moonlight. Just then I noticed a piercing black hole in the center of my vision, I heard a familiar voice emitting from it.
I reached my hands forward despite the hole being a significant distance away visually. I grabbed its edges and pulled myself through.
I was on my own bed in my own chamber with all my old friends. I was a little confused as this was only a distant memory... I had been born again and lived a life of fifteen years in a library with a beautiful intelligent skilled woman who raised and cared for me and eventually through my own wiles and intelligence fell madly in love with me. We had seen so much together and what we were doing was so important to the society that we existed in...
Here I was back in a life I had almost forgotten. It took several minuets for my friends to convince me that I had not gone anywhere physically! It was truly a powerful experience. I had be away from this world that you know for a mere 2 minuets on your timeline. But I still retain all of my bio-chemical knowledge taught to me and I have very detailed instructions on how to butcher animals that do not exists in this world. I have a tenancy to speak in a formal diction and cadence do to my royal upbringing and the entire experience changed my life once again.
How lucky am I to have lived a life outside my own?
How many people could handle and accept such an abrupt return?
I am still in love with my step-mother, caretaker, and partner Ramona. Having a partner and children of my own on this planet in this existence, that is a very hard thing to deal with and the consequences of it I am certain are still untold. I love my partner and children, but deep down I am torn between the real and what most would consider fantasy.
I still wonder if I shall ever return to the Kingdom of Lachlondel and if I might ever see my forbidden taboo love mother Ramona again...
I require a scanner.
General | Posted 16 years agoI have almost uploaded many times but I couldn't convince myself after my camera downgrade. I uploaded my most recent thing only because I enjoied drawing it so totally. You cannot see half the effort I put into it. You cannot see the vibrancy of my new prismacolor pencils...
I know the economy situation is bearing down on everyone, but if for some reason you would like to see high quality scans of my art you can donate to my scanner fund. I can only accept paypal but if you have some other way to donate send me a pm.
My paypal is omanafire[at]hotmail.com
So do that shit if you feel like helpin out.
And if your waiting for an art request, its probably already done, I just refuse to upload it until I can do a scan of decent quality.
I need $40 total.
Thank you for your consideration.
-Oregon Panda
I know the economy situation is bearing down on everyone, but if for some reason you would like to see high quality scans of my art you can donate to my scanner fund. I can only accept paypal but if you have some other way to donate send me a pm.
My paypal is omanafire[at]hotmail.com
So do that shit if you feel like helpin out.
And if your waiting for an art request, its probably already done, I just refuse to upload it until I can do a scan of decent quality.
I need $40 total.
Thank you for your consideration.
-Oregon Panda
Im drunk, stoned, and NAKED!
General | Posted 16 years agoYes this early in the morning!
I guarantee this leads to art!
I have a bunch of stuff done that people have been waiting for, but I'm too too lazy pre-occupied. Plus you ain't giving me any cash so its not like I'm on a time limit...
But WHATEVER! I'm going to go draw bad stuff nao.
I guarantee this leads to art!
I have a bunch of stuff done that people have been waiting for, but I'm too too lazy pre-occupied. Plus you ain't giving me any cash so its not like I'm on a time limit...
But WHATEVER! I'm going to go draw bad stuff nao.
So...
General | Posted 16 years agoI know 21 ways to break an arm....
lol that aside I'm contemplating on taking more photos of my drawings or just waiting until I have a scanner.
I'd prefer to scan them in, so maybe I'll just do some more ms paint stuff until then.
If anyone gives a shit just holler and I'll post something up.
lol that aside I'm contemplating on taking more photos of my drawings or just waiting until I have a scanner.
I'd prefer to scan them in, so maybe I'll just do some more ms paint stuff until then.
If anyone gives a shit just holler and I'll post something up.
I reguards to requests and such.
General | Posted 16 years agoArtist History
Just some filler information, to let people know who I are...
Tools of the trade:
A 2b pencil and a dream. lulz!
Years of experience:
18
Historical information pertaining to yourself:
Since I was old enough to be running around with sharpened pencils, I have been putting them to paper. My mother always told me to draw with my eyes, but as I age my vision is decreasing at an alarming rate and I can no longer trust myself to accurately portray what I see, so I have developed my own process of perspective and shading which I am improving on everyday.
So as of right now I don't feel right charging for my works of this design, so please just ask.
Just some filler information, to let people know who I are...
Tools of the trade:
A 2b pencil and a dream. lulz!
Years of experience:
18
Historical information pertaining to yourself:
Since I was old enough to be running around with sharpened pencils, I have been putting them to paper. My mother always told me to draw with my eyes, but as I age my vision is decreasing at an alarming rate and I can no longer trust myself to accurately portray what I see, so I have developed my own process of perspective and shading which I am improving on everyday.
So as of right now I don't feel right charging for my works of this design, so please just ask.
First steps
General | Posted 16 years agoWell tonight at 6:30 i am going over to a friends house to scan in some of my drawings and comics. I hope my art is well received and people can see my creativity and enjoy watching my skills develop in real time.
I have been drawing all my life but in lieu of recent events and information I changed my entire perception of what drawing is and can be, and thus my art I will be uploading tonight is all using the same "style" or "system".
I used to draw with my eyes, but I actually have very poor vision and discovered that I wasn't seeing things the way they are anyway so I decided to adopt a system of frameworks and "generic light" shading techniques. I'm self taught so I cannot say my terminology is 100% accurate, but I think it covers what I'm trying to say well enough.
I hope my viewers can look past these short comings and appreciate my art for what it is, my art.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Yours truly,
The O.Panda
I have been drawing all my life but in lieu of recent events and information I changed my entire perception of what drawing is and can be, and thus my art I will be uploading tonight is all using the same "style" or "system".
I used to draw with my eyes, but I actually have very poor vision and discovered that I wasn't seeing things the way they are anyway so I decided to adopt a system of frameworks and "generic light" shading techniques. I'm self taught so I cannot say my terminology is 100% accurate, but I think it covers what I'm trying to say well enough.
I hope my viewers can look past these short comings and appreciate my art for what it is, my art.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Yours truly,
The O.Panda
