This page was technically done before the previous Taya page I posted. You can see me testing out hairstyles and a redesign for Gosta along with a few others. I sketched some of this while I was at a museum and the center one with the ball was based on a Roy Lichtenstein piece.
A much-awaited blank slate
A fresh commencement
A new beginning
Millions flock
With hopeful hearts
And passionate gazes
Purchase a membership
Begin an instrument
Preserve the coin
Stop smoking
Quit biting your nails
End negative self-talk
Do better
Be better
Live better
Newfound confidence
In a person, just the same
In a year, just the same
As before
A new package
Wrapping glimmers beneath
An optimistic bow
Inside a gray waste
Previous aspirations
Tossed aside
A mangled mess of guilt awry
Pointlessness is relative
Some cling to goals
Triumph in the struggle
And come out champions of their mind
Most others agree
A new year
Is a number.
Weightless
Baseless
Worthless
The moment motivation grips you
Run with it
Awaiting that square on your calendar
Is an absurd venture
Move your body
And achieve
One life to live
Why spend it waiting?
Hey guys, sorry I missed Monday, I was on holiday without my computer and I didn’t know how to operate posting on mobile.
I’ve had such a good time converting Cyrene to DnD. It really helped me flesh her out more and receive feedback from other people, even if the feedback is on her braincell count(it’s pretty low). I decided to convert another one of my characters, Taya, to DnD too. She’s gonna be in a space campaign as an intelligence-based Lore Bard, leaving the party with low charisma stats all around.
The redesign was spurred on by my need to change her hair, which was too complicated to draw. And because her hair didn’t match her former outfit, the outfit had to be changed. I’m still keeping the queercoded dark academia aesthetic though. Her final design is still in the works. I plan on changing the vest to something more modern, to make her blend better with my other characters.
Why must the numbness set in?
Amidst the bountiful wreaths
The warm greetings
And a fireplace to match
Creeping into my mind
Infiltrating my thoughts
Manipulating my chest
Bleeding from my mouth
The eyes dull
The limbs lose concentration
The body stills
A blankness overwhelms
Focus settles
On the gleaming whiteness
Of the open air
Crispness envelops
The winter scene
Of snowy scapes
And a body on its surface
An icy chill works its way into the soul
There is no struggle
No escape
The bitter cold sets in
Solidifying the monstrous mind within
No matter.
Why?
As the children make angels in the snow,
The families rejoice in melodious activity,
And the merriment of all relaxes the world,
Am I here
On this Earth
Without a joy in my heart?
No matter.
After coming home before Christmas I kind of fell in love with this city again, so I thought I will share a bit of it with the world. My city, Krakow, is the second-largest city in Poland and used to be the capital until 1596. It’s home to the Jagiellonian University, one of Europe’s oldest (founded in 1364!), the largest medieval town square in Europe, and a castle where according to legends we used to have a dragon. We also have plenty of art galleries and museums (as Krakow is known as the city of culture), as well as lots of obwarzanki, and many many pigeons (according to another legend they are cursed knights which obviously makes sense). Sometimes from a hill we have you can see the Tatra mountains if the air is clear.
Here is some shameless Krakow propaganda 🙂
This satirical post was co-written with a person.
Robert R. Robertson (R3): Good evening, A2. I am here with self-proclaimed band geek Jonina Jonana, a clarinet in the Michigan Marching Band. How are you today, Jonina?
Jonina Jonana (JJ): Bad.
R3: That’s nice. So, would you like to describe what you do in the band?
JJ: This is going really awkward. I don’t like this interview.
R3: But will you answer the question?
JJ: Yeah, man.
R3: OK…then t–
JJ: Hit me with your best shot. I’m waiting.
…
JJ: You’re pretty bad at this.
…
JJ: My dude, I’m gonna leave.
Are you writing all of this down?
R3: Yep.
JJ: Even that?
R3: Yup.
JJ: Are you gonna ask me anything?
R3: So, would you like to describe what you do in the band?
JJ: Well–I kinda just do what everyone else does. I play, I walk around the field with nice posture, um…I memorize my music, I memorize where to walk on the field…um…what else do I do?
R3: You tell me.
JJ: Um, I…I practice in my free time about 5 minutes a week because practice is built in practice, so why would I need to practice on my own? I…like to think that I’m pretty good at the clarinet. I don’t…um…I don’t know. I guess I should start taking this interview more seriously.
But in all seriousness, I really do love being in the marching band, and it really is an honor to play in it whenever we have a show and to be a part of this group of wonderful musicians. And even though I joke about it, I really am and will be forever grateful that I am part of the Michigan Marching Band. I think it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and you can’t really describe the experience to people. You have to really experience it to appreciate it.
R3: Like the TV networks?
JJ: Yeah, exactly. I feel like we put so much effort into it, and we’re the ones that really hype up the crowd, but I also think that none of us mind too much that we don’t get as much recognition because we know that we…um….
We don’t need others to tell us that we’re worthy. We already know we’re the best damn band in the land.
R3: Seems legit. So, Jonina, what made you want to play the clarinet, or stick, as I’ve heard them kids say?
JJ: To be honest, it was kind of a shot in the dark for me. In the first place I didn’t really want to be in the band anyway, but I figured it would be better than trying to sing in the chorus class, so I went for it. I picked the clarinet because I wanted to play an instrument that wasn’t heavy.
R3: Like the cymbals?
JJ: No.
R3: Why the clarinet specifically? I mean, why not percussion or brass? What about being a woodwind spoke to you?
JJ: Like I said before, I just chose the first thing that I saw. It looked kinda cool, it wasn’t very heavy, and I figured I could probably make a sound out of it. So yeah, I went for it. Also, my sister plays the trumpet, and she’s annoying, so I didn’t really wanna play that.
R3: Your sister?
JJ: What’s it to you?
R3: Is she in the MMB?
JJ: No. She quit the trumpet after 1 year.
R3: Y tho?
JJ: Why not? Free will?
R3: Does she go to Michigan?
JJ: Do you think she goes to Michigan?
R3: I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking. Anyway, ya like jazz?
JJ: Not really.
R3: Oh, ok. Alas. Anyway, that’s all the time the network will give me because the big boss is too focused on the other sports. But thanks for your time, Jonina Jonana, and Go Wolverines!
JJ: OK. Peace out, homie.
