Been quiet, but worry not, I'm still furry trash. I'm involved in a whole bunch of shenanigans, including those pins I recently uploaded (you can get them at https://www.etsy.com/shop/MischiefMammals if you want your own alebrijes, btw). I'm in a bit of a holding pattern, like most other people, waiting to see if BLFC will proceed this year or not.

For the time being, I'll still be here and on twitter.

Hope to see some familiar faces around.

ps: follow my mate  rascallyrose , she's an awesome artist :3

So I have several pieces that I have picked up at cons or whose artists are no longer on FA so I'm gonna be uploading lots of stuff in onecgo. Apologies ahead of time if I clog your submissions!

After a year-long hiatus, I'm back to FA and furry in general! I had the pleasure of attending FC '17 and it made me realize what a big part of myself I left go because of work constraints- and that's stressful, unhealthy and alienating, so I'm going to make a concerted effort to not let it occur again.

If we have any pending business, let me know? If you just want to say hi or meet, just holler as well! I'd love to catch up.


It's good to be back.

Dive In
Dreaming in Color
Foreign Animal
Watch Me Work
Meowzers
Monster
Smuggler
Grid 2
Picture Perfect 2
Strike
Crush
Double Dutch (Double)
1776
4 Horsemen
Woodie 3
Bright Idea
Weatherman (Double)
Felix
Last of My Kind
Kingdom
Wolf Warrior
Flight
Swell
Revolt
Ceremony
Wild
Traveler
Too Cool 3


Home Slice (Black Star)
Fresh 2 Death (Black Star)

I sell them thus: 1 for 8, 2 for 12, 3+ for 5 per Zox. The only exclusions to this are the Black Stars, which are individually priced.

Feel Free to ask questions or contact me for further info!

Arrival and Departure:
I'll be arriving Wednesday night and staying through Monday morning.

Staying at:
GSR

Mode of Transportation:
Driving from Tucson, AZ.

Room Share:
With Moonstar and Occam, maybe my brother.

Major Plans at the Con:
Volunteer, run a panel, play lots of board games and cuddle the hell out of Earthshine.

Who Will I be with:
I'll spend a bunch of time with my boyfriend Earthshine and my peeps :3

Fursuit(s):
Nope

Attending Parties:
Probably not.

How best to find me:
Tweet me zanazibar

Stage Performance:
Nope.

Drink:
Depends on my mood, usually I'm down for a drink or two.

Smoke:
Ecigs, nothing else.

Hugs:
I'm open to hugs, but please ask first.

Talk:
I love talking! Come say hi!

Art:
I will be getting some art for some people I love. I can't draw to save my life XD

What is your gender?
GQ

How old are you?
25

Can I touch you?
Depends on who you are. Just regular body contact I'm ok with, anything more intimate will probably be a no.

Can I buy you lots of drinks?
One, please.

Can I give you lots of money?
I'll take it!

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Depends on context.

How tall are you?
5'3"

You look pissed off out of suit can I come up to you?
Sure, just don't be offended if I say I wish to be alone.

Are you nice?
I like to think so, but you can be de judge of that.

Are you cliquey?
I used to be, I try not to.

Can I stalk you?
Please no.

Do you like parties?
Not my schtick.

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
Say hi, introduce yourself.

Can I ask ya to dance with me during the dances?
I will probably not be at the dances.

Can I take a picture of you?
Sure.

Can I come to dinner with you
Please don't invite yourself to dinner or any other meal with me, ask and I'm usually more than happy ro.

What do you look like?
Short, chubby with really curly hair XD

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Hello there!!

So I have an unopened Prismacolor Verithin color pencils-it's a 24 piece. Anyone interested in some supplies for art? Feel free to hit me up!

***This is actually a theoretical essay I wrote in response to a certain furry who posited a fascinating desire. Since this is about the fuzzy creatures, I thought it would make sense to post it here as well. Who knows, maybe someone'll think it makes sense***

Towards a Furry Praxis of Queer Familial Ties, or How I Learned to Not Fear AIDS


"’Ohana’ means ‘family.’ ‘Family’ means ‘no one gets left behind.’ But if you want to leave, you can. I'll remember you though.”- Lilo (Lilo and Stitch, 2002)

The Queer Child in the Straight State

I was one of those kids who knew they were different and unconventional very early on. I remember falling desperately in love with my sister’s second-grade English teacher when I was a first grader. I guess that impossible romance of a five year old and a twentysomething heralded my awareness of my own queerness and my lifelong fascination with older white women. Queerness came to me as naturally as breathing. And for many years the conflict that plagued me was to reconcile that almost a priori queerness with the desires to belong, to be a part of something bigger than myself. At the crux of my queerness and my belonging was the specter of AIDS, the boogeyman of every other late-eighties early-nineties faggot. At the side of the memory of Ms. Ocasio, that first love of mine, lies the memory of Míster Torres, my first queer role model. Míster Torres, con acento, was a man whose body was ravaged by AIDS. Míster Torres, el sidoso, taught me the greatest fear and the most rewarding of realizations.

What follows is a recollection of a queer childhood haunted by the specter of AIDS and solitude in the tropics, as well as a recollection of animalistic family formations to live an alternative to this solitude. This trip down memory lane serves several purposes: one is to discuss the associations of AIDS with queer life (and death); another is to speak of queer family formations and the drive towards life, a life recognized as worth living. Lastly, I hope this account helps to underscore what my particular aims-as a queer, as a scholar, as a person-are. At this point I do not know if I can write anything that can sway a heart, but I hope that explaining this in paper might help myself understand what this unfamiliar sense of peace is.

My queer childhood, like countless others, was marked by the exposure to HIV-as the virus that defined us, los maricones. Representations of HIV as a queer disease, whether intentional or not, left their impression on a good chunk of my generation, those of us who grew up listening to El Gran Varón in elementary school. AIDS as an integral part of the queer experience metonymized another aspect of queer existence: solitude. Loneliness and AIDS seem like the only sure outcomes of being a homosexual in the Early Nineties in Puerto Rico. My awareness of both of these was marked by some powerful events in my childhood. The first, as I mentioned earlier, was Míster Torres, an older homosexual man with a young lover that my mother would take us to have dinners with. I was under five and my sister was under seven in those years when we’d help míster make lasagna in his house. As a child from a broken home marred by domestic violence, these moments of quotidian meal making were a welcome respite from an otherwise horrible childhood. I learned early on that my joy was being alongside other queers and that reaching out to them would be a central piece in my pursuit of happiness. Not long afterwards, míster died from AIDS-related complications. My mother, having always lacked tact, took my elementary school self with her to his funeral, to pray for him to get the peace in the next world he did not achieve in this one, to beg for a respite to the sarcoma Kaposi that we feared was eating at his soul as it had eaten at his flesh. “How alone one remains when one is dead”, said my mother between bouts of prayers when it was just the two of us in front of míster’s casket. I think this moment left one of the strongest impressions I have had in my life. I developed a pathological fear of AIDS that hounded me until my mid twenties.

It took me a long time to learn that what I was terrified of was not a diseased body, but the promise of crushing loneliness such a body marked.

The homosexual body, seropositive or not, was marked as a space of abject loneliness in the Puerto Rican canon, in characters such as Simón/Simone, the sissy fag or trans woman (one cannot be sure) of Willie Colón’s salsa classic “El gran varón” (“The Great Man.”) Sure, the lines in Colón’s song resonate as a call for understanding and compassion: “a tree that is born bent will not straighten out its trunk” as both the song and the Puerto Rican saying go. However, Simón/Simone’s body is the site of another desolate death: “En la sala de un hospital/ de una extraña enfermedad/ murió Simón./ Es el verano del ochentaiseis/ al enfermo de la cama diez/ nadie lloró.” It doesn’t take much to know that this “strange disease” Simón/Simone died of is a reference to AIDS. Colón, while calling for compassion towards those of us who are different, didn’t mind giving this character an all-too familiar end. A lonely death in a forsaken place is also the end of Tío Sergio, one of the main characters of Magaly García Ramis’ novel Felices Días Tío Sergio, a classic of postmodernist Puerto Rican literature and a book in many high school Spanish reading lists in the island. This novel is near and dear to my heart as it outlines the growing pains of a girl learning to come into adulthood in this intersticial, political no-man’s land of my dear island. Against the ingrained patriarchal values of the many adult women in the novel, Lidia, the protagonist, comes into contact with the figure of the timid Tío Sergio, the radical homosexual who lives at the margins of the family order. Sergio “manages to awaken in the protagonist the desire for a Signifier of diverse signifiers, something that in culture individuals tend to desire in an unconscious manner (and don’t often get to obtain.) On an initial level, the protagonist (and the novelist) are searching for a cultural expression of another order, related with a social and human praxis that is more authentic and humane, with a politics of compromise and less contradictory, and with a more genuine pleasure for art”[1] (Luis Felipe Díaz, my translation, no page in the original.) And this is exactly what Sergio, the homosexual uncle, offers Lidia. However, even a pivotal figure in this narrative such as Sergio is reduced to a lonely, unknown death. His death is not narrated in the book and the readers learn about it as an afterthought of an adult Lidia. Us, the queer children reading this book for class, end up once again thrown into the labyrinth of our collective solitudes.


Queer Kinship Structures and Familial Affects: Escaping the Labyrinth of Solitude

“[R]elationality is world-hood”
- Eva Hayward, “Lessons From A Starfish”

I mentioned earlier in this confessional/essay that for many years I harbored a pathological fear of HIV/AIDS. It would not be an understatement to say it was a phobia, and for this an example will suffice. At age seventeen I was stabbed as the result of a botched robbery. My immediate fear was not the blood or the grease oozing out of the open wound, or a reasonable fear such as tetanus. The very next day I spent money I did not have in order to get tested for STIs, particularly HIV. Why? At that point I knew that the HIV virus cannot survive exposed to air for more than a couple of seconds, so even if the pathogen was in the blade from a previous shanking, it would be extremely unlikely for contagion to occur. I also knew that an ELISA test the day after the possible infection would not tell me anything useful as it takes at least six months for results to show an actual infection…seventeen-year-old me knew these things, but didn’t care. The only thing they cared about was seeing a negative result in that piece of paper, logic be damned. Because it meant that as long as that response was negative, as long as that metonymied queerness remained in remission, there was still a chance I could be part of something-a family, society, a clique-that I was not yet condemned to a death as lonely as Sergio’s, as Simón/Simone’s, as míster’s. That fear ate away at the contours of my often-trembling body until I went headfirst into a queer world-making project, one household (my household) at a time.

It wasn’t until my late teens, after I went to college that I began to toy with the idea of forging a family outside of the bounds of genealogies, of professionalism, of genetics. I was estranged from my biological family and I turned to the queers in the barra, the queer professors and fellow faggots here and there to ease the pain of not belonging, of beginning to realize that my destiny was to see myself as I saw that one professor who paid my drinks and spun a yarn of how he was just as lacking a family as I was, but with a good thirty years on me. I don’t think he realized it, but slowly getting drunk with that one sociology professor, drink after drink of the sweet sugary shit only I seem to love, left another strong and powerful thought ingrained in my brain. I wanted to have a family. I didn’t want a life sustained by casual relationships. I wanted a full house filled with people just as weird as I, caring for and loving one another. My idea of family never included marrying a man and expelling children from my womb-the examples of “traditional” families in my life were failed and miserable, pathetic affairs. I wanted something more, even if I was not quite sure what that would look like.

We all know what a nuclear family looks like: mom, dad, two kids and a dog named Fido living in a white picket fence in a suburb as white as its fences. We have all been taught to conceptualize this sort of family. In fact, kinship structures including-but not limited to- this one are discussed by several queer and feminist theorists as sources of societal inequality, including in Gayle Rubin’s seminal work “The Traffic in Women” (169.) What has often not been so ingrained is what alternatives there are to such an arrangement. I propose that we look at other forms of kinship structures outside of the Western white human experience to draw inspiration for queer kinship formations. As a furry that identifies as a coyote, I particularly look at the kinship formations of the canis latrans to model a relational experience that is neither normative nor readable under a conventional human familial lens.

Pack formations are commonplace for many canids, including wolves, dingoes, coyotes, dogs and hyenas. Every species has its own pack formations-in some (such as coyote packs), alloparenting is commonplace, and so is inter-species breeding. Gray wolf packs tend to more closely resemble the idea of a nuclear family, with breeding wolves and their offspring forming a pack. African wild dogs hunt cooperatively while Ethiopian wolves are tasked with sustenance on an individual basis. Blood-related individuals do not necessarily forge packs, and conversely packs are not always formed by blood relatives. Monogamy is rarely a given, as Cecilia Hennessy explains in her thesis work “Mating Strategies and Pack Formations in an Urban Landscape: A Genetic Investigation”,

Recent investigations of the mating behaviors of Canidae raise doubts as to whether any canid species is genetically monogamous. For instance, the red fox (Vulpes vulpes), the swift fox (Vulpes velox), and the island fox (Urocyon littoralis), all of which were thought to have exclusive mated pair systems, were shown through genetic analysis to be polygamous (Baker et al. 2004; Kitchen et al. 2006; Roemer et al. 2001). Observational and genetic investigations have shown that extra-pair mating occurs among two canid species that are phylogenetically closer to the coyote (Wayne et al. 1997), the Ethiopian wolf (Canis simensis) and the African wild dog (Lycaon pictus; Girman et al. 1997; Gottelli et al. 1994). As predicted by Moehlman and Hofer (1997), genetic investigations thus far of canid mating have revealed a flexible mating structure, similar to the findings of investigations into mating structure of socially monogamous birds (Hughes 1998).

And despite the persisting image of the “alpha male” amongst grey wolves, unless the pack is exceptionally large it is more the role of a parent with their young than a full-blown war over dominance. How can these wildly divergent experiences enrich our understanding of human kinship formations?

Others scholars have already suggested that as far as queerness goes, something has to give in terms of family formations. Laura Kipnis’ majestic piece “Adultery” made it clear: Kipnis rationalizes adultery and the way it is symptomatic-and transgressive- of a pattern of labor exploitation in the name of the state and capitalist (re)production. In a refreshing writing style full of lovely turn of phrases, she argues that adultery is an affront at the core of an intimate component of late capitalism: the production of intimate labor, the labor that happens not in factories or office desks but in houses, family reunions and picnics. Kipnis suggests that adultery should not be looked as the fault of an individual to live up to their marriage vows but as an escape valve for the drudge of emotional labor-of making a monogamic marriage work as the state wants it to when it simply can’t hold. She makes a comparison of the labor conditions in the factories and in the bedrooms and, unsurprisingly, the similarities are stunning. She also argues that, just like many people settle for a job that pays the bills regardless of how much they hate it, many people also settle for the relative boredom that often comes from marriage. Adultery is one of the “avenues of resistance” (295) that people who want more than to live in a state of relative unhappiness have. Why do we need these escape valves? Perhaps because conventionality works for even less of us than we’d assume. Perhaps because we get stuck with that shitty job or that conventional marriage since we’ve been programmed to think our other option is to live in destitution, in solitude, in the land of untouchability and unlovability. When we frame relationalities of species, of ethnicities and circumstances, of temporalities, as open spaces of becoming, as sites of possibilities, we open lines of flight that depart from the conventional options that I, at least grew with.

Conclusions, Or How I learned To Sleep At Night

“Hannibal Lecter: You still wake up sometimes, don't you? You wake up in the dark and hear the screaming of the lambs.
Clarice Starling: Yes.
Hannibal Lecter: And you think if you save poor Catherine, you could make them stop, don't you? You think if Catherine lives, you won't wake up in the dark ever again to that awful screaming of the lambs.
Clarice Starling: I don't know. I don't know.
Hannibal Lecter: Thank you, Clarice. Thank you […] Brave Clarice. You will let me know when those lambs stop screaming, won't you?” (The Silence of the Lambs, 1991)

The convoluted approach that I have taken to examining and outlining the issues of queer solitude and family forging has its reasons. New lines of flight can arise when we allow ourselves to think in unconventional-rhyzomatic-thought patterns. The previous mental exercise spawned from an equally unconventional place: finding myself desiring-yearning for, even-a seropositive body[2]. Confronted with this desire, I found myself surprised to find that pathological fear assuaged. If I had to hazard a guess, I would say it is because I have successfully managed to forge a relational space where I can thrive as a queer and as a canine, modalities of interactions between my humans, my animals and those fuzzy people in between that convinces me that my power to be relatable is no longer tied in my mind to my T-Cell count or the various tales of míster, Simón/Simone and Tío Sergio. It is not that I desire HIV, but that my pack has shown me that I am loved regardless of my circumstances, and that in turn gives me the lexicon to love others regardless of theirs. In any case, all I can say is that I can finally hear the silence of the lambs.



[1] “Sergio logra despertar en la protagonista el deseo por un Significante de significantes diverso, aquello que en la cultura los individuos suelen desear pero de manera inconsciente (y que en el fondo no logran obtener). A nivel inicial, la protagonista (y la novelista) están en la búsqueda de una expresión cultural de orden diverso, relacionada con una práctica social y humana más auténticas, con una política comprometida y menos contradictoria, y con un placer más genuino por el arte”.
[2] Whoever said sublimation is not the source of great work has clearly not met a femme fatale.

Hello everyone,

Sorry I have not been around much...life has been hectic, to say the least. Long story short I now have cats and a child to attend to, luckily my adopted kiddo is also a furry so I am very much looking forward to helping them explore the fandom in time :)

If I have any pending business with you, please feel free to reach out to me!

Hello everyone! In order to do my bit to sponsor Weasyl, I will host a set of raffles for art supplies including Prismacolor coloring pencils, Copic markers and some other cool stuff!

Da rules:

-You have to be following me on Weasyl- https://www.weasyl.com/~zanz
-journal pimpage welcome but not necessary
-comment here to get a raffle number
-winners will be announced during  keyoki 's One Week of Weasyl (more deets soon!)

Simple enough, right?

Where: Ihop on Oracle/ Limberlost

When: 01/24/14 at 7 PM

More info: contact the organizer,  moonstar27


Anyone thinking about going? I can provide transportation to some peeps!

"El que mayor virtud pretende, necesita ser sufrido"
-Mi Muy Ilustre Abuela

Summun ius, summa injuria
-Cicero

“ The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen. ”
- Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

The following proposition is, I am sure, bound to be controversial and ignite outrage; after all, telling people to re-conceptualize their paradigms often brings with it that guttural resistance that only fear can bring.

Today I have an immodest proposal: I ask you to consider that the Left needs less Social Justice and more compassion.

What would drive me to say such a thing? Isn't Social Justice the bottom line of progressive movements, the very fiber at the center of what we do? The answer to that is: well, sort of. Social justice movements and the people who have tirelessly work in them are at the epicenter of what has made the US as a nation flourish; everything from anti-slavery to Stonewall to the Civil Rights Movements have developed better living spaces for those of us still in this country by choice, circumstance or necessity. My respect to everyone who fought and to everyone who suffered through these injustices, and to everyone who still carries this shared sense of hurting; praise be to every Black man lynched atop a tree whose image ended in a greeting card; praise be to every person who has traversed the Sonoran desert when the Coyotes left them stranded in the middle of the journey; praise be to every Puerto Rican Islander who got sent off to fight in the name of a president they never had the right to choose; praise be on every body that has endured the dripping attrition on the soul of enduring poverty, systemic disempowerment, persecution, shunning, shaming or trauma: if I have any Fellow Travelers, it is you, the ones who society left behind. I am an old-school Catholic, you see, and like Miguel de Unamuno posited in his seminal work, On the Tragic Sense of Life, that suffering provides us with the lexicon of love, that we recognize a shared sense of hurting that create the bonds in which love compassion can blossom.

However, "social justice" at the present moment has become less about compassion and more about integrating "diversity" into the ever-increasing self-regulated docility that Michel Foucault extensively wrote about. It is less about understanding others and their contexts and more about policing our own communities for "excitable speech". This self-monitoring and regulation of "oppressed" communities, this aptly-embraced self-cannibalization, squeezes out the very ambiguity and contingency that makes a marginal life marginally livable. Canonizing and categorizing the spheres of affect and speech that "we" will allow each other to inhabit is a reproduction of the mechanistic docility of wider social patterns; everything suo jure.

I, for one, refuse to accept a project of otherness predicated on rubrics. I refuse to engage in 'social justice' under the jurisdiction of self-regulative systems of collective indifference to nuance. I choose instead to be compassionate; to make a conscious effort to relate to others and understand them from where they stand, not from where I do; I choose to allow a space for ambiguity, even if I am not always comfortable with it; I elect to try to see how other ways of thought are possible as opposed to reading for intentionality or blame.

We need more kindness and less self-righteousness. We need more forgiveness and less anger. We need more patience and less belittling. We need to genuinely care for people beyond the concepts we believe they can embody (or not). We need less postmodern word games, less concerns for taxonomy and more concerns about alleviating our collective sufferings; after all, perhaps it might be that the people with the 'right' to try to speak about 'social justice' are those that try to ameliorate the precariousness of our own disadvantages and those of others. The rest of us are voyeurs, whether or not we mean to be.

2013 is almost done and I am relieved about that. This year has had too much in it. Some bad, most of it good, quite a lot I am still ambivalent about. However I feel about it though, I have to admit that this is one of the years I have grown the most as a person.

In July I had a very difficult breakup and it has taken me a long time to accept that a friendship of so many years could end so abruptly, that someone could just kick you out of their life like that, with not a second thought, that there were things that someone else felt that were really never communicated to me, even after our break up. I have made peace with the fact that I tired to do the best I could under the circumstances and with the information I was given. I will not hate or begrudge myself for the sake of others. I refuse to feel bad over what I did not do because I did not know. Realizing this has helped me a lot in the ever-continuing journey of finding a bit about myself.  moonstar27 and  savaraskye helped me through these hard times and showed me how important it is to always keep your faith in the wonder of others. Shortly after I met  zetasyanthis  subdivisions and  brevity who have become a source of joy and wonder, who have helped me keep reassured in my abilities to be able to love and smile beyond any trauma and any hardship I have faced. Being able to be a primary caretaker to myself and not someone else has helped me move forward in ways I honestly think I could not have before. In September I started working for the state doing something I love in a place where I can thrive. After many jobs, I finally have a career. In November I was mugged in my apartment complex. It helped me put into perspective that as far as I have come, I am still not far removed from that vulnerable child that lived in Puerto Rico. That is...strangely comforting? In December I adopted Topeka, an amazing tortie ragdoll that has made my life much richer and has helped me hone in on some interesting research questions just by sharing our lived experiences. Nicole, my dear girlfriend has been through thick and thin with me and recently acknowledged being a furry. I am very glad to have her join the fandom. My sister will be moving to Tucson in July and it will be amazing to have her here.

2013 was certainly eventful. And for everything, including the seemingly bad things, I am thankful. Here is hoping I can move forward into 2014 with all the wonderful things I learned.

Copic Color List as of 07/30/13

R17 Lipstick Orange x2
R29 Lipstick Red
R39 Garnet
R85 Rose Red

E000 Pale Fruit Pink
E04 Lipstick natural x2
E15 Dark Suntan x3
E19 Redwood
E25 Caribe Cocoa
E33 Sand
E39 Leather x2
E70 Ash Rose
E79 Cashew x4

B05 Process Blue x3
B21 Baby Blue x2
B24 Sky
B29 Ultramarine
B32 Pale Blue x2
B39 Prussian Blue
B34 Manganese Blue x2
B60 Pale Blue Gray x2
B66 Clematis

Y13 Lemon Yellow x2
Y17 Golden Yellow
Y21 Buttercup Yellow
Y23 Yellowish Beige x2
Y32 Cashmere
Y35 Maize x2
Y38 Honey

G02 Spectrum Green
G09 Veronese Green
G16 Malachite
G20 Wax white X2
G24 Willow
G29 Pine Tree Green X2
G94 Grayish Olive

100 Black
N0 Neutral gray 0
N2 Neutral grey 2 X4
N4 Neutral grey 4 X 4
C1 Cool gray 1 X2
C5 Cool Gray 5
C7 Cool Gray 7 X2
W5 Warm Gray 5 x3
W7 Warm Gray 7

V04 Lilac
V06 Lavender
V09 Violet
V12 Pale Lilac
V25 Pale Blackberry


RV00 Water Lily x2
RV10 Pale Pink x3
RV13 Tender Pink x2
RV20 Sugar almond pink x2
RV34 Dark Pink x2
RV63 Begonia
RV69 Peony

BG13 Mint Green x2
BG15 Aqua x3
BG18 Teal Blue x2
BG 23 Coral Sea
BG45 Nile Blue

BV00 Mauve Shadow x2
BV04 Blue Berry
BV08 Blue Violet X2
BV13 Hydrangea Blue X2
BV31 Pale Lavender

YR00 Powder Pink
YR000 Silk
YR02 Light Orange x2
YR04 Chrome Orange X2
YR07 Cadmium Orange x3

YG03 Yellow Green
YG06 Yellowish Green x4
YG09 Lettuce Green
YG17 Grass Green x2
YG25 Celadon Green
YG63 Pea Green
YG67 Moss

I just got an additional 86 copic markers, bringing the total to about 140. Who wants to trade?

Copic Color List as of 06/30/13

R17 Lipstick Orange
R20 Blush
R22 Light Prawn
R24 Prawn
R29 Lipstick Red
R35 Coral
R39 Garnet
R81 Rose Pink
R85 Rose Red

E000 Pale Fruit Pink
E07 Light Mahogany
E13 Light Suntan
E15 Dark Suntan
E23 Hazelnut
E31 Brick Beige
E37 Sepia
E39 Leather
E74 Cocoa Brown
E79 Cashew

B05 Process Blue
B24 Sky
B32 Pale Blue
B39 Prussian Blue

Y11 Pale Yellow
Y13 Lemon Yellow
Y17 Golden Yellow
Y21 Buttercup Yellow
Y28 Lionet Gold
Y35 Maize

G05 Emerald Green
G16 Malachite
G24 Willow
G29 Pine Tree Green
G94 Grayish Olive
G99 Olive

100 Black
N2 Neutral grey 2
C5 Cool Gray 5
W3 Warm Gray 3
W5 Warm Gray 5
W7 Warm Gray 7

V04 Lilac
V05 Lavender
V09 Violet
V12 Pale Lilac

RV10 Pale Pink
RV13 Tender Pink
RV17 Deep Magenta
RV21 Light Pink
RV34 Dark Pink
RV69 Peony

BG15 Aqua
BG 23 Coral Sea

BV04 Blue Berry
BV08 Blue Violet
BV31 Pale Lavander

YR00 Powder Pink
YR07 Cadmium Orange

YG03 Yellow Green
YG63 Pea Green
YG67 Moss

0 Colorless Blender

COPIC WIDE

C9
W7
W9
R29
E31
E33
B29
B34
BG10
V17

Yup...got more in. Note for info.

Hello Everyone,

As you know, I've been recently doing art trades with some great furry artists. I just got a pretty big stock today so I figured I'd put it up in case anyone is interested. Please note: currently I don't have many Copic Markers for trade. I should be getting more in stock in 2 weeks or so.

DecoColor Acrylic Paint Markers:
• Black (2)
• Gold
• Violet
• Red (2)
• Light blue (2)
• Yellow (2)
• Pink (2)
• Light green
DecoColor Wood Paint Markers:
• White
• Yellow
• Green
Canson Sketch book 100 pages (3.5x5.5 in)
Canson Marker sketch book 50 pages (9x12 in)
Cachet Mixed media travelbook 40 pages (7x10 in) complete with brush
Strathmore Mixed media visual journal 22 sheets (9x12 in)
Itoya Art Profolio 24 Sleeves (11x14 in)
Sheaffer Classic Calligraphy 20 pieces
Manuscript Calligraphy black cartridges (12 in one pack)
Manuscript Creative calligraphy 4 piece
Artist Loft pink eraser (7)
Generals soft oval eraser
Generals magic black eraser (2 in one pack)
Higgins black India pigment-based drawing ink (1 fl. Oz., 4)
Higgins dawing ink 4 pack (black, white, indigo, carmine red)
Miniature wooden mannequin
Brushes (Simply Simmons, American Pointer, Royal and Langnickel, Grumbacher, Catman, Wilton):
• 000
• 1 (6)
• 2(5)
• 4(3)
• 6 (2)
• 8 (2)
• 12 (3)
• 1”(2)
• ¾ “
Markers:
• Painters opague paint markers (5 pack, violet|pink|green|white|light blue|black|blue|red|orange|yellow|brown, 4)
• Craftsmar (4 pack, white|red|yellow|blue|black, 2)
• Sharpie king size (black, 2)
• Sharpie (2 pack, black, ultra-fine tip)
• Graffiti fabric markers (6 pack, green|brown|yellow|violet|black)
• Paper mate(16 pack, felt tip pens, vivid colors)
• Sharpie 12 pack (brush tip)
• Sharpie individual (fine tip, lilac (2), orange)
• Marvy fabric markers (brush point, blue|green|yellow|orange|purple|red)
• Sharpie fine tip (24 pack, 80’s glam pack)
• Tulip fabric markers (20 pack, various colors)
Colored pencils
• Prismacolor
o 12 pack verithin
o 12 pack turquoise
o 24 pack verithin
o 36 pack colored pencils (tin box)
o 2 pack, ultra smooth jet black graphite
o Individual black colored pencil (2)
• Derwent
o 24 pack coloursoft
o 24 pack watercolour
o 12 pack studio (2)
o 12 pack inktesne
o 12 pack watercolour
o 12 pack inktense blocks
o 12 pack graphic hard
• Stabilo 24 pack chalk-pastel coloring pencils (various colors, 2)
• Koh-I-noor 12 pack woodless colour pencils (various colors, 2)
• Ergosoft 24 pack (various colors, 2)
Line pencils
• Scholar
o 2B graphite (2 pack, 3)
o 2H|2B|HB|Jet back|eraser (4 pack, 3)
• Derwent, HB (Individual)
• General’s, 8B (2 pack with sharpener)
• General’s, H|HB|2H|4H (4 pack with eraser)
• Faber-Castell, 2H|HB|B|2B|4B|6B (6 pack with eraser and sharpener)
X-acto knife, basic knife set (multiple blades, three handles, wood case)

Liquitex
• Light model paste (8 fl. Oz.)
• Gloss super heavy gel (8 fl. Oz.)
• Gesso surface prep (8 fl. Oz.)
Golden artist colors, regular gel (8 fl. Oz.)
Speedball, adhesive pen, metal leaf
Sculpey oven-bake clay, 30 color sample (1.88 lbs)
Generals compressed charcoal & sanguine crayons (4 pack, 3)
Sargent art finger paints (4 pack, yellow|green|red|blue)
Adriondack alcohol inks (3 pack, various colors)
Winsor&Newton artisan’s starter set
Winsor&Newton artisan’s beginners set
Winsor&Newton fast drying medium (2.5 fl. Oz.)
Winsor&Newton Distilled Turpentine (2.5 fl. Oz.)
Weber Turpenoid (turpentine substitute, 4 fl. Oz.)
Weber oil paint medium (4 fl. Oz.)
Krylon leafing pen (cooper,gold)
Copiic fine nib inking pens (4 pack, 0.03|0.05|0.1|0.3)
Faber-Castell black pens (4 pack, S|F|M|B)
Artists loft soft pastels (24 pack, assorted colors)
Faber-Castell soft pastels starter kit (28 pack, assorted colors, 3)
Acrylics
• Speedball (2 fl. Oz.)
o Pen cleaner (3)
o Silver (2)
o Gold (2)
o Teal green
o Primrose Yellow
o Burnt Umber (2)
o Indigo Blue
• Spectra airbrush (6 pack, assorted colors)
• Golden fluid acrylics (8 pack, assorted colors)
• Paint marker, extra fine (water based, individual)
o Black (3)
o Light blue
o Red
• Artist’s loft, metallic acrylic (6 pack, 0.7 fl. Oz., assorted colors, 2)
• Reeves, water color (18 pack, assorted colors)
• Reeves, acrylic complete painting set

I realize my old journal is almost a month old so some people might be wondering if I am still doing these trades.

Short story: I am.

I still have 2 sets of Micron pens, 35 Copic Markers, a set of 48 Prismacolor Color Pencils, a set of 12 Prismacolor Markers, special erasers, all kinds of art notebooks, ATC packs, etc. If anyone's interested, feel free to drop me a line!

Need some Copic markers but don't have the money to buy them 8 bucks a pop at Michael's? I have a solution that is mutually beneficial. I recently came across some brand new Copic markers and since I can't draw a circle, I really don't need them. So I'm trading them.

You pay for the shipping of my art piece, and I will pay the shipping charges on the Copic markers. If it's a bigger piece, I'll pay for shipping both ways. You're getting brand new Copic markers for less value-wise than what you'd get them at the store, and you're not even putting money into it!

Any takers?


AVAILABLE COLORS

Please note I have ONLY ONE OF EACH unless otherwise noted!

0 Colorless Blender X2
N0 Neutral Gray No 0 X2
W1 Warm Gray No 1
B02 Robin's Egg Blue X3
B63 Light Hydrangea
B66 Clematis
BV000 Iridescent Mauve
BG18 Teal Blue
BV13 Hydrangea Blue
BG72 Ice Ocean
Y15 Cadmium Yellow X2
Y17 Golden Yellow X2
Y35 Maize
Y38 Honey
G05 Emerald Green X2
G09 Veronese Green
G24 Willow
G94 Grayish Olive
G99 Olive X2
YG06 Yellowish Green
YG61 Pale Moss X3
YG63 Pale Green X3
YR04 Chrome Orange
E00 Skin White X3
E04 Lipstick Natural
E15 Dark Suntan X2
E19 Redwood
E23 Hazelnut X2
E25 Caribe Cocoa X2
E37 Sepia X3
E74 Cocoa Brown
R11 Pale Cherry Pink X2
R20 Blush
R29 Lipstick Red X3
R39 Garnet X3
R85 Rose Red X2
R89 Dark Red X2
RV13 Tender Pink X4
RV69 Peony
V01 Heath
V06 Lavender
V12 Pale Lilac
V15 Mallow
V17 Amethyst
V20 Wisteria


COPIC WIDE MARKERS:
0
W1
W3
W5
W7
C1
C5
Y15
Y17
YR04
R29
110


UPDATE 05/19/13

All Copic markers are currently involved in trades. Still have over 50 Prismacolor markers if anyone's interested!
I also have the following art supplies for trade, if anyone is interested:



If there are any supplies you are looking for specifically, feel free to send me a note and I'll see if I can help you out!

Pending Trades:
 tygerstkuan

Accepted trades:
 tigsie 8 Copic markers for a Pokemon Badge
 wielder 40 Copic markers for a Full Background Traditional Art piece
 keyoki Airbrush set + 55 markers+ 500 dollars for a toony extended partial
 chutkat 45 Copic Markers for 2 traditional art pieces

Finished trades:
None at the moment...you should help me with that!

Staying at:
The Marriott

Arrival and Departure:
Arriving Thursday evening and Leaving Monday.

Mode of transportation:
Southwest Air!

Rooming with:
 raxvulpine, Rowan and Timburr

Who will I likely see you with?
I'll spend a good chunk of the con wandering around by myself, but it wouldn't be surprising if you saw me with  raxvulpine and  Yiivl

Con Plans:
Wandering around, Meet new people, getting commissions.

How can I find you?
Text or tweet me.

Do you do free art?
I can't draw to save my life.

Will you be fursuiting? if so: What suit(s)?
Nope.

Will you be going to parties?
Not sure.

Smoke?
Rarely.

Drink?
Occasionally

Gender?
Woman-ish.

Can I hug you?
If I know you.

Can I talk to you?
Of course. I am pretty chatty.

Will you be at any panels?
I am looking forward to seeing them.

Can I touch you?
If I know you.

Can I buy you drinks?
If I know you.

How old are you?
23

Can I snuggle with you?
Ask first. Depends on my mood.

If you're pissed off, should I approach you?
Unless you're gonna pick a fight, I don't see why not.

Are you nice?
I'd like to think so.

Single or Taken?
Thrice taken :)

Cliquey?
Not really! I like talking to all sorts of folks.

How tall?
5' 2"

Can I Take pictures of you?
Please ask for permission beforehand.

Will you get anything commissioned?
99.9% chance of getting commissions.

How can I get your attention?
Just come up to me and present yourself.

Can I ask you to dance at the raves?
I will very likely not attend the rave.

GO GO GO GO!

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