Here is a character I’ve been working on for a story of mine. His name is Baron, and he’s a nomadic, independent main character. I’m sure there is a ton of things I could do to make his character design better, but I feel this is a good start so far. ^^

The top drawing was to figure out his proportions, clothing and his color values. The bottom was just for practice drawing his face. It was unintentional, but the top-left face seems like a younger version of him. :D





So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.

I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”.  So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.

I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specificthey won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals. 

this post breaks my heart. literally made me cry.
i know how that feels.

when i was little, my dad use to yell at me for drawing on paper. we only had writing paper for homework, and we were very poor.

he use to get really angry at me for “wasting paper” and tell me i was wasting my time. it caused me to keep anything and EVERYTHING i ever drew at school, in my desk. then at the end of the year i would throw it all away and keep nothing because i was so terrified of what my dad would say if he knew that was what i was doing at school.

I can only ASSUME, that at some point, one of my teachers noticed and told my mom, because around my 10th or 11th birthday she gave me a notebook. just a regular notebook, TO DRAW IN. I was told that i had to keep it hidden from my dad or else he’d take it away. but i am grateful for that book.

when i was about 19 my dad apologized to me about it after I helped my little brother finish an art project for class, he was 9 at the time.

though my dad apologized, i think it effected me in a lot of negative ways. even into college, it left me feeling like i always had to hide my artwork or that i had to be ashamed of my work.

i don’t think my dad is a terrible person, he just came from a really ignorant culture which placed little value in literature/art.

i hope that the child in this particular situation has someone else who does support his artistic desires and that he will continue to express his creativity regardless of the lack of support from his father.

I got ridiculed drawing bara and men in my sketchbook when I was in high school. I had to hide my picture, but that was my passion. While everyone was obsessed with Yaoi at the time, Bara was frowned upon because most of it was sexualised. I also got ridiculed in front of my friends about only drawing “furries” I was exploring different styles and fandoms at the time, so I didn’t really just draw “furries”. I had to hide my art in my notebook and all the short novels. Seeing how I wasn’t getting anywhere and no one to back me up, I dropped art altogether for about three years. My family wasn’t supportive about art, My dad insisted I shouldn’t waste my time going to college just to study it. It was a waste of money.

Art and writing were the things that made me happy, and seeing how I had no emotional support still haunts me to this day. I see all these amazing and people who talk about how their family bought them art supplies and helped them get their careers in art started, meanwhile im here in the corner with my notebook filled with line paper art hoping someone would at least compliment me in my art. I don’t like showing people my sketchbook because I have just sketches, and my finished pieces are on my computer. At the same time people are filling up their books with amazing art, I just get more and more depressed. Not to mention I hear people talking in my college about how they are so amazing at art, they go to conventions all the time, and how much money they earn.  I’m not interested in the money, heck I offer people free art, and still I get no response. Im just interested into someday making someone smile and be like, “wow that is amazing, you made my life a little bit better…”

I gave them my sketchbook one time to examine it and see what they think. Big mistake. They were staring at the art pieces I made in there and said it was “elementary” and all I drew were “anatomy studies”. They called my bara sketches and other female and male models in there “anatomy studies.” Even the character designs I had in there. I went home and burned all of my pictures, and went in the corner and cried. Just because im not as good at their “fan art” or I don’t follow trends that are going on in tumblr, doesn’t mean im any less of an artist.

Now back to the point, I wish I had someone there for me when I was younger who would actually guide me and care for me in art. I suffer from the lack of motivation and severe depression which comes and goes from time to time. I honestly have no one there who sticks out for me when it comes to art. My dad is of no use still, stubborn like a mule about me wasting my life in college when I could be working like he is and no enjoyment in life.


I heard everyone wanted some hot Chai Tea~

Okay even I’d drink that

HOT DAMN, Bui. How do you always manage to do such fantastic anatomy sdfjlsakdjflkgjh, frickin wow xD! I can’t stop smiling and laughing this is just literally too perfect to handle

The sparkles are a flawless touch I must say, and FLUFF BUT BOD BUT FLUFF BUT MUSCLES BUT FLUFF /??!? ?? /1/ ?! ?

This is A+ and thank you so much cause, daaaaaaamn 9/w\6 ~<3