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The Den of the Eskimo Hunters

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The Den of the Eskimo Hunters

The Den of the Eskimo Hunters The stench of nacho cheese permeated the air. Within the small “studio” – in actuality a messy basement room – there lay a Wal-Mart Classic F90 guitar, complete with five tuning pegs (one was subject to a fatal bowling accident) and a pick haphazardly lodged between three of the strings. The beige acrylic paint on the body was chipping off slowly, the process having been sped up by the guitarist’s bored scratching. In a ten degree angle was the microphone stand from its base, having been abused by constant thrashing, the operative end lodged into the top. There were once little slots in
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could see eternity

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could see eternity

 I could see eternity in those sunglasses. I drifted in and out of paying attention to my surroundings as I sat in that room. The chair was soft, a pillowy soft material that absorbs the weight perfectly. But there’s something under the soft material, something in the inside of the chair that had a way of uncomfortably pressing against the coccyx when one first sat down. Constant neurotic adjusting was needed to achieve comfort. It was a rather large room, and there were quite a few people here. There were some people there who looked very smart, very able. A girl grabbed my attention as one of them. I could tell by the way they sat,
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La Lluvia

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La Lluvia

La Lluvia I watched with a serene half-mindedness as the painted Grisaille clouds ran past overhead, scarcely visible while laid on the black canvas of the abyss. The speed of clouds was always faster during a storm, something that could hold my interest in and of itself about the fantastic phenomenon. Out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed every so often an uncommon firefly which would make itself known briefly by lighting itself, and as soon as my attention was caught, the blaze blinked out and left the small hill as soon as it had arrived. My attention diverted from the limitless skies, I gazed at the hill which receded very gently up and
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This I Believe

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This I Believe

This I Believe Grand was the spectacle to be beheld here. Here stood a line of genuine rosewood instruments with beautiful resonance, complemented by pristine metallophones, stately timpani, bass drums angled at the perfect angle toward the imaginary audience. Fifteen of us stood at attention behind our instruments, mallets confidently held toward the ground from our waist, bodies fully upright, each one of us a sage of an art form practiced since antiquity. The light struck the cymbals at an angle that was both attractive and slightly distracting, but we dare not move, as there was no overwhelming reason to move. Behind us stood one hundr
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The Den of the Eskimo Hunters

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The Den of the Eskimo Hunters

The Den of the Eskimo Hunters The stench of nacho cheese permeated the air. Within the small “studio” – in actuality a messy basement room – there lay a Wal-Mart Classic F90 guitar, complete with five tuning pegs (one was subject to a fatal bowling accident) and a pick haphazardly lodged between three of the strings. The beige acrylic paint on the body was chipping off slowly, the process having been sped up by the guitarist’s bored scratching. In a ten degree angle was the microphone stand from its base, having been abused by constant thrashing, the operative end lodged into the top. There were once little slots in
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could see eternity

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could see eternity

 I could see eternity in those sunglasses. I drifted in and out of paying attention to my surroundings as I sat in that room. The chair was soft, a pillowy soft material that absorbs the weight perfectly. But there’s something under the soft material, something in the inside of the chair that had a way of uncomfortably pressing against the coccyx when one first sat down. Constant neurotic adjusting was needed to achieve comfort. It was a rather large room, and there were quite a few people here. There were some people there who looked very smart, very able. A girl grabbed my attention as one of them. I could tell by the way they sat,
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La Lluvia

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La Lluvia

La Lluvia I watched with a serene half-mindedness as the painted Grisaille clouds ran past overhead, scarcely visible while laid on the black canvas of the abyss. The speed of clouds was always faster during a storm, something that could hold my interest in and of itself about the fantastic phenomenon. Out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed every so often an uncommon firefly which would make itself known briefly by lighting itself, and as soon as my attention was caught, the blaze blinked out and left the small hill as soon as it had arrived. My attention diverted from the limitless skies, I gazed at the hill which receded very gently up and
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This I Believe

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This I Believe

This I Believe Grand was the spectacle to be beheld here. Here stood a line of genuine rosewood instruments with beautiful resonance, complemented by pristine metallophones, stately timpani, bass drums angled at the perfect angle toward the imaginary audience. Fifteen of us stood at attention behind our instruments, mallets confidently held toward the ground from our waist, bodies fully upright, each one of us a sage of an art form practiced since antiquity. The light struck the cymbals at an angle that was both attractive and slightly distracting, but we dare not move, as there was no overwhelming reason to move. Behind us stood one hundr
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My Bio
I'm a dude who used to go here like four years ago. I don't do much art anymore. I'm a composition major at the University of Missouri-Kansas City.

I marched with the Madison Scouts last summer. None of you know what drum corps is.

Current Residence: Kansas City, MO. YEAH COLLEGE
Favourite genre of music: Everything
Favourite style of art: Anime, fanart, pixel art, in colored pencil, marker, or photoshop CG.
Operating System: Windows X Professional
MP3 player of choice: Winamp digitally, Sansa fuze in real lifes.
Wallpaper of choice: It's just black right now...
Personal Quote: Neat.

Favourite Visual Artist
M.C. Escher
Favourite Movies
Inglourious Basterds
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Liquid Tension Experiment
Favourite Writers
E. E. Cummings, Kurt Vonnegut
Favourite Games
No idea!
Favourite Gaming Platform
Wii, Gamecube
Other Interests
Music, art, academia, Swedish fish

Sempre cantabile, Tempo comodo

Sempre cantabile, Tempo comodo

Two weeks later... brynalin (https://www.deviantart.com/brynalin) and I are now a couple. You can blame her for me paying any attention to this site. Perhaps not. But I mention this because for Halloween, we're going trick-or-treating and customing as real-life, humanoid, dramatized versions of Ursula from the Little Mermaid and Scar from Lion King (respectively). Is that not the best IT IS THE BEST. However, it would be even more the best if she'd accepted my original idea: us going as Billy Mays. Both of us. I'm workin' on some things. Cid (FFVII) full pose: pencilwork done. Not sure what to do from here. I might digitally ink it if I ever feel like it. I don't think in
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Surprisingly still here

Surprisingly still here

It's been all of like 3 days and I still haven't abandoned this site yet. I even uploaded shit. Isn't that impressive? I'm so impressed. Someone should tell me who to draw. I think I'm gonna draw Cid. I don't know why. Perhaps 'cause he's the shit, even though I never use him. D: I'ma go to an art museum today, and that should be helpful with the whole thinking thing. (JUST KIDDING THE ART MUSEUMS ARE CLOSED ON MONDAYS, TUESDAYS, WEDNESDAYS, THURSDAYS, FRIDAYS, AND ON WEEKENDS) However, it might have helped if almost all of my friends on here hadn't left. roflcopter
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Hello darkness, my old friend...

Hello darkness, my old friend...

Hahaha. I WON'T DIE! ... But really. I don't even have anything to upload, so I'll see you guys in another year.
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fickshonalStudent Photographer
good taste in music.

although, sonata arctica is my favourite of what you've listed. nightwish is great, too.

:music:
"Favourite movie...Koyaanisqatsi"
Why does she have a basket? Josh. What's in that basket? Oh oh. She's about to dump it out. Wait for it. Wait for it. Lava. Wtf.
PeopleEverydayProfessional Digital Artist
OMG JOSH.
:cake: !!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! :cake:

It's the 2nd of December which means it's your birthday! Have yourself an awesome day!

All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you :hug:

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Just stopping by from SEMO! Awesome stuff you've got here! :)
SilentSeraphimHobbyist Digital Artist
You've been tagged! :D [link]
thankyou for the +watch! n.n!!!