I am going to be offering my coloring abilities to anyone that might want them. I have yet to set up a formal pay grade, but it will be based on the area to be colored and the complexity of the image. The more detail I have to flesh out, the longer it will take, which means it will cost a little more. This is not a full commission. This will only be for already existing lineart that I will be given to me to color, preferably already inked and ready for me. Inking will cost you, as well, but that is negotiable. The coloring will be done by hand, with prismacolor pencils. My markers have gotten old, and they are costly to replace, and my digital coloring is just not up to par yet.

However, generally speaking, pricing for image coloring will be about as follows:

~$5-10 for something about the size of an index card.

~$15-20 for something the size of a standard sheet of copy paper (8.5 x11, 9x12, 8.5x14)

~$25-40 for a double-size (11x14 or 11x17) paper

etc. etc.

I wonder if I should resort to ladder auctions.

Oh, how I sell my flesh for profit, though there is little profit to be made in this disgusting hulk made of bleeding, sweating and chemical reactions... I only hope it will do me some good...

So I'm on the prowl for a new fuel-burner. Today I am to search the tarmac for one. Whether it's a BRAND NEW ANIMAL or another old beater, I don't know yet. I hope the weather holds so I have the opportunity to decide...

So, yeah... on Saturday evening, when it started to snow really heavily, I was out with my lovie, Battie, visiting a friend. I was driving along on the way back when I changed lanes on top of a patch of ice covered with snow. My rear wheels lost grip, and since this happened on a turn, the back end swung out into a drift. I recovered slowly on the turn, only for the back end to swing out the other way.

I fought the car back and forth like this for a good distance when, finally, I lost concentration for an instant, cut the wheel too far, and sent the car towards the right-hand-side wall, right at a lamp post. Battie was sitting in the passenger seat, and there was no way in hell I was avoiding the lamppost, so I swung the back end towards the wall and punched the gas to try bringing the car away to save Battie.

It worked in the sense that neither of us got a scratch, but the entire passenger side of my car from the front edge of the rear passenger door back got destroyed, and my rear axle got destroyed...

So I have no more car...

Answer this question, then forward to your friends. Wait till you see the responses.

Question is:

If you saw ME in the back of a police car what would you think I got arrested for?

Reply with an answer! Then fwd this on and see what crimes your pals think you're capable of.

I will be unable to make Anthrocon this year, yet again. I couldn't get the time off because I will be rotating shifts, and we are not allowed vacation time on our off-shifts. Son of a bitch. I am, however, making plans to hit up FurFright for the first time. Sounds like my cup of tea moreso than Anthrocon, being the monster I am. Roar.

Also:

I am a fencer. This is my sword. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My sword is my best friend. Without me, my sword is useless. Without my sword, I am useless. I must wield my weapon true. I must strike straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I will, until there is no enemy but peace. So be it!

This is what happens when I'm bored at work.

It's bound to keep going up, too. Give me a few years.
--Wraith


This is fun to do!
The only catch is that you can't ask the person who posted it anything about it!
Just read the "offense" and if you've done it, you owe that fine.
Keep going until you've read each "offense" and added up your total fine.
Title your response "My Bar Tab is$........"
You don't have to confess your answers, just the amount of your fine.

Smoked pot -- $10
Did acid -- $5
Did some X -- $15
Did cocaine -- $20
Did meth -- $25
Ever had sex at church -- $25
Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you--$40
Had sex with someone on MySpace -- $25
Had sex for money -- $100
Ever had sex with a Puerto Rican -- $20
Had sex with members of the same family -- $50
Had sex with 2 different people in the same day -- $50
Vandalized something -- $20
Had sex on your parents' bed -- $10
Beat up someone -- $20
Been jumped -- $10
Crossed dressed -- $10
Given money to stripper -- $25
Been in love with a stripper -- $20
Kissed some one who's name you didn't know --$10
Hit on some one of the same sex while at work-- $15
Ever drive drunk -- $20
Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk -- $50
Used toys while having sex -- $30
Got drunk, passed out and don't remember the night before -- $20
Went skinny dipping -- $5
Had sex in a pool -- $20
Kissed someone of the same sex -- $10
Had sex with someone of the same sex -- $20
Cheated on your significant other -- $10
Masturbated -- $10
Cheated on your significant other with their relative or close friend --$50
Done oral -- $5
Got oral -- $5
Done / got oral in a car while it was moving-- $25
Stole something -- $10
Had sex with someone in jail -- $100
Spit in someone's food --$25
Made a nasty home video -- $15
Had a threesome -- $50
Had sex in the wild -- $20
Been in the same room while someone was having sex -- $25
Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars -- $20
Had sex with someone 10 years older -- $20
Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 -- $25
Been in love with two people or more at the same time -- $50
Said you love someone but didn't mean it -- $25
Went streaking -- $5
Went streaking in broad daylight -- $15
Been arrested -- $5
Spent time in jail -- $15
Played spin the bottle -- $5
Done something you regret -- $20
Had sex with your best friend -- $20
Had sex with someone you work with at work --$25
Had anal sex -- $80
Lied to your mate -- $5
Lied to your mate about the sex being good --$25
Been raped -- $500
Have raped -- $200
Had sex with some one under 16 -- $300
Had sex with a dog -- $25
Had sex with a horse -- $50
Had sex with a cat -- $75 (add $50 if you tied it up so you didn't get scratched)
Have you ever had sex in a fursuit -- $100
Have you ever had sex while your partner wore a fursuit -- $100
Been spanked by a lover -- $50
Been whipped by a lover -- $ 100
Been fisted -- $150
If you know what "CBT" stands for -- $250
Used whip cream in bed -- $25
Used handcuffs in bed -- $50
Used a whip or paddle in bed -- $75
Ever imagined the person you where having sex with was some one else -- $100
If you have had a butt plug in for more then an hour -- $75
If you ever used any vacuum cleaner attachments -- $100
Had someone come climb in your bedroom window for sex so your parents would not find out -- $100
Used a blow up doll -- $50
Drove away from a car accident you caused -- $500
Cut yourself on purpose -- $100
Cut someone else on purpose -- $150
Pissed on some one -- $10 (Add $10 if they drank it)
Been pissed on -- $15 (add $20 if you drank it)
Shit on some one -- $20 (add $25 if they ate it)
Been shit on -- $25 (add $50 if you ate it)
If you have ever been shot -- $300
Dyed your hair -- $10
Dyed your pubes -- $20
If you ever ate your own cum (vaginal fluids for females)-- $20
Smoked while having sex -- $20
Ate a sandwich while having sex -- $50
Slapped someone across the face while fucking them-- $100
If you ever shoved a candle up someone's ass and lit it-- $200
Fucked someone while they were crying-- $300
If you have ever fucked a girl on the rag -- $100
If you ate her out after -- $200
If you have sucked your own cum out of a guy's ass -- $200
If you took this test and were completely honest add -- $500
Didn't use a condom -- $50
Got an STD -- $ 25
Have an STD -- $ 100
Planned to kill some one -- $50
Killed somebody -- $1,000
Add $5 for each tattoo and piercing you have
Add $10 for each scar over an inch long that you have

Tally it up and title it..."My Bar Tab Is $...."

If you comment on this i will say:

1- I'll answer with something random about you.
2- I'll dare you to try something.
3- I'll say a color I associate with you.
4- I'll tell you something I like about you.
5- I'll tell you something I always remember about you / a first memory about you.
6- I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7- I'll ask you something I always wanted to ask you.
8- If I do this for you, you must put this in your journal

There. I'm sort of active. Now masturbate.

Apologies for seeming like I'm not alive. I've been crazy busy with my last semester of my AAS degree in Fine Arts, an application to FIT
(Fashion Institute of Technology) for a major in illustration, and applying for jobs that don't pay ABSOLUTE SHITE. I'e uploaded four images I've done for my printmaking class to show that I have NOT been dead and have, in fact, been working on SOMETHING other than sleep.

My seasonal allergies have kicked up, and I'm feeling pretty nasty, so yeah. I'm alive.

Okay, so with my hand out of the splint and slowly regaining flexibilty, I've managed to resume work as usual, sort of. Invariably, the topography of my right hand has changed, as has its manner of functioning, at least for now. It doesn't feel the same, at all-- inflexible, weak, and senstive. Don't any of you dare say "it'll be alright, you'll be fine," because I'm not having any of that I-feel-bad-for-you-because-something-bad-happened tripe or any such bullshit. I just feel I owe an update due to my relative lack of presence, lately. That's the end of that part.

I've been venturing into alternate mediums that do not consist of pencil and paper, since pencil and paper require a certain dexterity that has not been possible with my left hand or my dysfunctional right hand for the past two-plus months. Such has included painting and photography with a friend's manual SLR (Single Lens Reflex) camera. I haven't seen any of it fit to post on FA yet, considering the vast majority of interesting and intelligent individuals that were there have forsaken the archive due the ever-delightful "cub porn" fiasco. I might just do it anyway to see the response, or lack thereof.

It is, however, on my DeviantArt Archive http://wraith-flametail.deviantart.com/. Go ahead and take a look.

As for the Operating Room story, there really isn't much to tell. I thought I would remember a whole lot more about it, but the anaesthesiologist gave me an amnesiate, or a substance that causes the subject (in this case, me) to forget everything that happens from its initial application until the subject wakes up. So all I remember was being literally strapped down to an operating table with a convenient additional slab for my gimpy arm to get tied down to, the anaesthesiologist saying, "We're going to give you a little bit of this to see how you do," myself responding, "Alright, let's go," and POOF! I wake up in the recovery room with THE worst pins and needles I have ever felt in my life raging through my apparently limp right arm. Fucking nerve-blockers!

Yes, the injected my right shoulder with a local paralytic that cut off all nerve impulses from that point down, so I could neither feel my arm, nor move it. The pins and needles, though, were so bad that it hurt. A lot. So much that I asked for morphine, of which I got two heavy doses in my IV thirty minutes apart. They had drilled titanium pins into my knuckles and through the broken metacarpals to hold them in place while they stitched up. I had a plaster club attached to my right forearm for three weeks, and then a cintra splint for the next five. Four weeks after the surgery, the pins were pulled out with a pair of surgical pliers with no anaesthetics. Here's where you guys start chanting "HARD-CORE! HARD-CORE! HARD-CORE!"

So here I am with a stiff, weak wrist and knuckles. I still managed to stretch a 3'x4' canvas by myself, ONE-HANDED! (Cue the hardcore chant) and finished most of it myself. Some of the woodwork that went on behind the scenes required help.

Regarding my lack of online presence, my reply is simply that life is a clusterfuck, right now. In the past year and a half, I have had a total of about six weeks of time that were not occupied by college classes. I had a week free during the last week of February/first week of March, but that's all fucking over, now. I'll open up commissions, trades, and requests again once I clear off my current queue.

Hmm... well, as a few of you may have heard, I broke three metacarpal bones in my hand n New Year's day. The third, fourth and fifth metacarpals. My middle, ring and pinky fingers are all skeletally disconnected from my wrist. The significance comes when I tell you that this is in my right hand. Y'know ,the one I do everything with... except jerking off. At least I can still do that, unhindered, eh?

Right now, my hand is in a fiberglass splint, and the docs in the E.R. could not set the bones back into place. The fractures are all diagonal and relatively smooth, so that just wasn't happening. As a result, I'm off to reconstructive surgery this monday, January 8th, to get a few pieces of metal involved in the healing process.

After that, it's 4-8 weeks of being useless and physical therapy. Then on to an undetermined length of time being concerned about re-breaking those bones, given my propensity for harshly taxing my physical limits. Potential stress fractures are going to be a concern for the next year, at least.

All commissions, trades, and requests are going to be put on hold indefinitely. It will be some time before I return to "myself". Honestly, there is no one more broken up by this than I am (That's a joke. get it? HA!).

For anybody wondering on the background of this, my fist finally met something it could not break: subway advertisements. I hit it so hard that everyone in the noisy station for 200 yards turned their head. Something in me just snapped that day, ya know? (ha ha) I just cracked. (ho ho)

Yes, I walked into the E.R... No it does not hurt as much as you think... not as much as the bruises on my knuckles, anyway. More on the ER visit later, and maybe an OR story, too.

Apologies, once again for working like a cold-blooded sloth in winter.

1. Balloonpup [Commission, Gliss/Pop] - Pencils
2. Alleynh [Commission, Drake]
2. Dani-Kitty [Trade, Tabitha] - Concept sketches
3. L. Zeringue [Trade, Sabola]
4. Sarah [Request, Sebastian]

I'm sure you all would like to know my standing on the issue. You, my dear readers, will find out what that is soon enough. My silence thus far was not for lack of notice to the issues that currently fan across the digital realm of FurAffinity. It was more to sit and observe the inevitable chaos while I reflected on the subject.

First and foremost, one must understand that I am an artist, and at the top of my list of skills and interests [and intended profession] is the label of "illustrator". Why do I make this distinction, you ask? As an artist, my desire is to form some sort of conveyance; some form of expression that can be understood not only by other artists, but by everyone that finds it. As an illustrator, that is my job. Given that, you can see why I pursue what I do.

DeviantArt, while it does have a great deal of free range, has a restriction on subject matter that is -considered- to be of a "mature" nature. While I can respect that, it places an uncomfortable limit on what I can upload to DA as a true gallery of mine. That, their difficulty of navigation, generally impotent scripting, and sheer size make it rather unpleasant to visit. It's a jar of distilled water rather than a cup of tea.

The VCL, while it is nice, has a number of peculiar restrictions on it that has long since left a bitter taste in my mouth. This so-called "art" archive has a sickeningly transparent, pretentious facade of professionalism, and tries far too hard to make itself look better while it simultaneously discourages the improvement of the artist. Their requirements on subject matter alone is enough to pull me mostly off their archive. But the part that really bothers me is the fact that they are so picky about the tiny little black line on the edge of the image and grey "noise" pixels in the background that completed images are actually sent to the sketches directory. Everyone who works on traditional media and has uploaded to the VCL knows exactly what I'm talking about. It's a big, fat glass of carbonated urine trying to pass itself as fine champagne.

FurAffinity is honestly the only archive I know that allows as much free reign as it does. This particular aspect is important to me, as it allows me the range of expression I feel the need to have. The downside to this, however, is that I face particularly horrendous eyesores each time I login and upload. The fact of the matter is, FurAffinity is a fetish cesspool that caters to minority interests. One look at the art category list will tell you that. Still, it gives me free reign as a legitimate artist, so that's why I signed up again after all that drama. I felt like I was getting backed into a corner. Being who I am, I had to share my interests with others in hopes that they would understand. I guess I'm just willing to dig through a ton of shit to find a diamond.

I figured it would be a matter of time before it came to the great "cub art" debate. I do not approve of the fact that it is even an issue, let alone a legitimized category. Recent studies by psychologists and sociologists have made a connection between entertaining an interest and its realization. Curiosity alone is not enough to create the critical spark that turns it into an interest. Social situations are the one most effective way to influence an individual, whether it is online or face-to-face-- Specifically, the reinforcement of particular behaviors through peer interaction. For example, one muslim extremist bears only a fraction of the threat two of them with similar ideologies would present. Those two are only a fraction as threatening as three of them, and so on. Hundreds of thousands of them have already torn down a symbol and center of the American economy. I should not have to remind you what that is.

While not as directly threatening, the congregation of a particular interest can pose a social threat, as we can see here. If it was just one of them, no one would care. One dozen of them, and as you can see, they have generated a sociopolitical question. "Is cub art okay?" They then proceeded to validate themselves with a classic constitutional amendment, which, with proper impression upon the uneducated masses, leads us to where we are now. While it is important to consider personal freedoms, I feel it is the admins' responsibilities to consider the possible social, moral, and eventually, legal consequences of their decisions. I am not one of them, so this is far out of my hands.

I find myself stuck again. I am stuck between what I really, really want-- the ability to express myself as I must... or freedom from the pain of seeing my work next to some short-eyed shitface's wanking material. I will probably end up taking it in stride, however-- I don't have anywhere else to go.

Alright, so I've got my queue overfilled (OMGWTF!? I'm popular!?). I've listed them in order of priority: commissions first, trades next, and requests last.

1. Balloonpup [Commission, Gliss/Pop]
2. Dani-Kitty [Trade, Tabitha]
3. L. Zeringue [Trade, Sabola]
4. Sarah [Request, Sebastian]

Thank you all for your interest and your support! I'm sorry I work slowly. ;_; Life has been eating my time since Summer started.

I am now taking commissions and trades, whenever time allows. Just look at my commission info here on FA and drop me a line if you would like something! I'm only going to allow three queue slots, and it's going to be offered to you, my FA stalkers-- I mean supporters, first!

So!

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So yes, I'm actually back on FA again... after all the drama... I needed someplace where I could get feedback on my work, SO... Here we are...