Uniforms

…kay. So I suck at dedications. It would appear that Miami life is hectic and riddled with so many unforeseen forces that its difficult to keep to the things I usually love to do. Like drawing. The fact of the matter is, people –hate- sitting around for any extended period of time. To them, it’s a waste of life, and, to a degree, I agree. After all, not everything I do is unproductive (although admittedly I have let myself be slave to games lately. Damn you, Luke.). But also this means I don’t get a chance to sit down and relax long enough to have the inspiration to seriously get down and create something I can be proud of. And as of now I should be concentrating on acing my exam so that I can finally get somewhere in my life and get the people complaining about my uselessness off my ass.

But this is only half the reason why I’ve not completed the ConceptJam, and would rather put the task away for another day. The characters I’ve created, I very much would like to further explore their potential when the time comes. It just doesn’t seem that now is the time.

The other half would be interpersonal problems with certain people, all of whom are great and I count myself fortunate to have met, but somehow leaving me with a lot less confidence in myself that’s led me to question a lot of what I do and whether I’m honestly a good person to be with or not. It seems I get the same reaction a lot when it comes to my somewhat ‘acerbic’ humor…unfortunately, I don’t know when to draw the line of when a joke would go too far, and it ends up making people actually believe these jests and think of me as a rather mean person. Not that I normally tend to care enough about it- you can say that all my life I’ve walked on eggshells, trying not to mess up everything I do and never doing good enough to satisfy. Other people’s feelings are at the bottom of my “Give a Damn” list, but when it comes to people I consider friends, it something that bothers me greatly when I find out I’ve upset them in some way without intending to. I end up more often than not simply throwing my hands in the air, muttering, “This really isn’t worth my time,” and leaving them to their butthurt. But I still wonder if I was the one in the wrong or not. I can’t always do the right thing, and at least I have the balls to admit it and apologize, but it always seems a mistake from me is intolerable. And it takes time for me to recover enough to move on from it.

In other news, my aunt had surgery recently for a muscle tear in her shoulder. Been bothering her for the last few months now and finally got it done. Been helping take care of her as well, and for the moment she’s doing quite fine.

I’ve managed to do a few drawings now and then, just cause some people seem to like the little sketches I leave for my blogs.


I was working on a character for the Samurai Duelers League, as they’ve recently revamped their group and are starting a fresh new season. It’s a perfect opportunity to try out a feudal Taddle, who just happened to be a sort-of ninja to begin with. Although in this era, she’d be a real ninja under the guise of “Kageshin”, which is “Shadowheart” in Japanese. Muchos gracias those lovely people in the Artist Tree and SDL chatrooms for the translation. <3


Er…Wen-M had a contest involving people to draw themselves in group uniforms. It was a passing attempt but didn’t have time to work on it much. XD; Yay fer draggin' nerds around~

~Taddle