So, I quick checked my watchers thing and everyone is doing this, so with my sheep mentality. I decided, "eh, why not". (also my friend told me to do it...)
So um, lets see, I don't quite remember how this went about. Around 2005 when I was in high school I joined DA, probably under the influence of friends, with an account I abandoned long ago (the page still exists, amazingly enough). I was one of those "OMG im so dark, baka-desu! XXXDDDDDD'" type of kids, that did the angst a lot and liked to draw "gore" pictures with no rhyme or reason.
Some of the highlights of my amazing bloody, crap.
I was a pretty damn social kid, had a large fanbase that I used to chat with... at least I think it was large, I don't even know anymore. Started an account on Gaiaonline about the same time, and went crazy there, chatting up the forums and doing gold commissions or drawing gift art for friends. Got into some superficial internet flings and pit friends against eachother because I never took internet relationships serious enough to not cyber-cheat on the people I'm cyber dating. Some good times.
About 2007 a friend of mine introduced me to yaoi, which slowly tainted me. Since I had never seen gay characters depicted in art, I never knew you could, so I started getting into drawing that.
First attempt at the possible starts of a gay couple.
Once I dipped my feet into the water, I dove right in and totally became trapped in the vortex known as gay porn, but I didn't really get into it until later on and I am still into it with no shame to this day.
Surprisingly, even though my fans did voice that they didn't really like this change, they were okay with it.
It's 2008-2009. Things were going pretty good, but, not to be melodramatic. Something felt like it was missing, I didn't feel like I was going anywhere with my drawings, despite the improvements I was making. It wasn't enough.
Now, not meaning to go on a bit of a tangent. I started taking art more seriously about 2000-2001, when I was in middle school. I started homeschooling around the end of my first year no account of some bullying, finished all my work up to high school level a year and a half early, which left me to my own devices until I was old enough to start 9th grade.
Around that time I pretty much when through the same anxieties most preteens went though, didn't know what I wanted, didn't know what to believe in, and had no direction. It wasn't until one day when I was attending a youth group that I had been with for a while, a friend I had have me a drawing as a gift, and something in my brain clicked where I just wanted to draw all the time. That suddenly became my soul purpose in life, and have not parted with it since.
Now back on topic. I didn't feel like I was doing enough, I loved drawing, but I didn't just want to love drawing. I wanted to love art, I wanted to find the -cough-beauty-cough- in the world and people around me, I wanted to love works from artists like Norman Rockwell and Leonardo Da Vinci but with my current "weeb" mindset I couldn't because I thought the world looked too ugly. So I decided to change, and my drawings changed with me. I started forcing myself to see the human body and observe the world, and knowledge I got from my observations started molding into my drawings.
As far as I can tell, my fans didn't like these changes, they commented less, and didn't talk to me as much as they used to. It was a bit upsetting at the time since I thought they would be as enthusiastic about my improvement as I was, but it did help me reflect and decide it was time to move on. So with one last post I made a journal stating that I was moving, and they were free to follow me. (none of them did, go figure)
The final post. -dundunDUUUUN-
Nothing much went on after that. Stopped being a social butterfly and more of a basement dweller, deleted that new account and took a break from DA for a while, eventually came back with this account.
While I do draw everyday, I don't do the stuff I would like to anymore, just quick easy things. Sometimes I think I'm losing my interest, but then I just look around me at my mountains of art stuff and the pencil in my hand, and I'm like "nah, just hibernating". I'm not in the right mindset to go and just be crazy anymore like I was when I was a kid, but I know for sure once I get a job with a steady income, where I don't have to worry about the fact that I'm just sitting on my ass drawing. I'll totally get into it again, it's like an itch that really wants to be scratched, and once I start scratching it there's going to be some crazy shit.
I'm going to be at the level of all those amazing artists someday, not in a "full of myself, bragging" sense, I just know I will because I want to be and I know it's not an impossibility. Anyone is capable of accomplishing nearly anything, they just have to know they can and work for it. (which is probably why I'm harsh with some of the people I critique. I know they can do better) If that makes sense.
I've had the same characters forever, so here's some character evolutions~! Starting from left to right, oldest to latest. Yaaay!
The female character.
And that's ur mom's stooory~ Sorry about spelling and grammar errors, and if I did this wrong.