InfectiousLauren struggled to open her eyes, the lids heavy, the light in the room blinding. What time is it? It was evening when–More Like This
"You're awake, good"
Darren. They were having dinner when she–
"The sedative will wear off shortly, you'll be a bit groggy, and the epidural will make it impossible for you to move, but try not to be alarmed."
She forced her eyes open, blinked as they teared against the bright light of the room. Darren stood facing her, stripped to the waist, one hand cradling the other elbow, idly stroking his chin with his free hand.
"The van I brought you here in is radio opaque, and this entire building is wired such that we're untraceable. I don't expect company."
He moved to a chair opposite, still watching her. On the table beside him she could make out an array of tools, and a camera on a long articulated arm, which he pulled and pointed at his midsection while he continued to talk.
"It's entirely possible that you don't know why you're here, and if that's the cas
Hello!Back from the dead.More Like This
I've kinda disappeared for a bit, and wanted to write a little journal why I've left Facebook, Twitter and kind of my online persona. If you care to read, down below you will find my reasons. I hope you're well, and will try to post more art soon. Feel free to discuss below your opinions on the matter, and I'll try to reply. My answer goes far beyond "I've just been busy!" and maybe you too will connect with how I've felt:
The other day I received an email from a fellow follower of my work, asking the question of why I left Facebook. Not that everyone should know my daily activities, but if you haven't noticed, a couple of months ago I had deleted my FB in order to focus on my property LMS, as it's shaping up for film, and the next book in the series, LMS: Welcome to America
Now before I continue, this is strictly my opinion. I know people like to get angry online, so if you disagree with it, you have every right to
Let's bring it back.Thank you for all the wonderful responses on the last journal. Means a lot to have your support.More Like This
I would have gotten back to them, but unfortunately had to go to the ER for a jaw infection that consumed a good chunk of my face. Been a shoddy last week or so, but i'm healing and back to normal (one could beg to differ).
While in there, I was thinking of how much art means to me. I often hyper focus on it, and don't pay attention to my surroundings, thus how I've ended up in the ER twice this year already. Lately, I've been hiding my work and not sharing as much, due to wanting it to be the perfect reveal. But what's the point, if there's no art to show?
I want to make a strong effort back into Deviantart. This community is what began LMS and turned it into what it is today. Check out the first book LMS: Killbook of a Bounty Hunter: Here
Collection: ManavataMore Like This
Manavata means “humanity.” A social movement was born in India bearing that name, with “Humanity is our identity” as their guiding mantra. Like the many facets making up a sparkling diamond, here is a collection of photographs to remind us we are, together, one beautiful humanity.
“If art is to nourish the roots of our culture, society must set the artist free to follow his vision wherever it takes him.”
– John F. Kennedy