Creative Work That Doesn't Deserve A Thread V5 <Dongery Penis Edition> - General

made a sig in 30 minutes.. its like my 2nd serious try ever.. [IMG]http://i51.tinypic.com/2qs9xsh.png[/IMG] anyhere have experience with them? I'd like to do more.

Don't do them they're shitty boring unoriginal and overused signature shit. It's a genre that should be dead a long time ago.

[QUOTE=Pespi;26051290]Don't do them they're shitty boring unoriginal and overused signature shit. It's a genre that should be dead a long time ago.[/QUOTE] Well I'll create what ever the fuck I want to but I kinda understand you though. I make em to practice composistion, placing and sometimes effect's in photoshop.. so don't worry lol.

[img]http://filesmelt.com/dl/Watching_Over_You.jpg[/img]

Bit odd how the legs don't cast a shadow, just the feet and the head.

Oops, I only just noticed that.

Also the shadows are in the wrong position in comparison to the suns position: [IMG]http://i56.tinypic.com/2iursk.png[/IMG] Try fitting the shadows to lines from the sun, or just remove the sun. Looks pretty cool though, I like the style.

[QUOTE=QQBistro;26044133]rated artistic for your hand drawn stuff[/QUOTE] its all hand drawn?

WIP: [img]http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/3306/practicewip.jpg[/img] Already wasted hours trying to do the eyes. I just can't get the positioning right at all. It's doing my head in because I just end up painting various forms of bong-eye over and over again. Ah well.

Whadda ya'll think? [img]http://filesmelt.com/dl/Untitled-11123456789101112131415161718192021222324252627282930313233343536.png[/img] [img]http://filesmelt.com/dl/Untitled-1theII.png[/img]

[QUOTE=arthuro12;26050758]made a sig in 30 minutes.. its like my 2nd serious try ever.. [img_thumb]http://i51.tinypic.com/2qs9xsh.png[/img_thumb] anyhere have experience with them? I'd like to do more.[/QUOTE] I couldn't help but notice you put demotivationals in your Deviantart gallery. :colbert:

Were you just hammering on a keyboard or something? I could make a better loop than that, and I don't know shit about music.

doing a realistic quickpaint on the afgan war. [IMg]http://filesmelt.com/dl/trollollool.PNG[/IMG] V:v:V Just got the colour scheme set

Ugly short story incoming. :downs: As I walk beside him, I notice he has changed. His hair, it is black. His skin, it is not so colorful. It is pale. He looks at me. His eyes’ glare blinds me, his corneas unnaturally blue. I look away, embarrassed. Here I am, walking alongside my life-long friend, thinking of his former self. People change, I think. People change. “So,” he says, “What are you doing tomorrow?” “Oh, I don’t know,” I stumble. He looks down shamefully. “I’m sorry I asked, it’s just-“ “It’s okay,” I say. “not doing much…” He puts on once again his innocent smile, and I do my best to mimic it. He laughs. I laugh with him. It is not such a bad day. __________________________ We walk down to the super market together. His gait is long and my strides are small. It takes effort to keep up. Effort is not so bad. I pull up my white hood, wishing I had worn more than this. I look at my outfit. A white and blue striped hoodie. Jeans. I could have done better, I think. I look at him, wondering how he can be so warm in his white t-shirt. “You’re beautiful,” he says. He must have been looking when I reviewed my clothing. He goes for my hand and I don’t back away this time. I hold his, swinging it back and forth. He smiles at me, and I smile back. Across the street, I see three, maybe four girls walking. They see us. I hear them gasp, and “aw,” and laugh. This doesn’t anger me as it usually would. Let them think. Let them think…. _________________________ I sit down on the couch across from him. He has grown distant. He sits there, looking at the floor. My hair is still wet from the shower. I run my fingers through it. It is silky and blonde as ever. “You know,” he begins, “this never would have happened if not for me…” I feel bad for him, what he must be thinking. “It’s my fault…. could you ever forgive me?” I ponder…. “Maybe,” I say, “maybe not.” He looks back down. I hear stifled sobs. A tear drops to the floor. One of mine does, too. ______________________________________ I brush his hair back with my hand, looking at him. I wear the same white and blue striped hoodie as I did the first day we truly loved. He wears his orange t-shirt. He is “normal” again. His skin is not discolored. His hair is brown. I prefer him this way. He went on up and down about a disease he had, but I didn’t care. I like this version of him. We have been together for a few months now. I love him. I never stopped. He kisses me on the cheek. I kiss him back, on the lips. He is taken aback, and his eyes open wide. He holds me, like in the movies. We are on a rock, surrounded by the surf. Under the rock is sand, and behind us are shrubbery and beach plants. No words pass between us. We just smile and lay down on the sand, making sand angels. “I love you,” I say. For the first time in a long while, he looks up and puts on his innocent smile. “I could die happy,” he says. I could too. ________________________________________ The hospital door is heavy. I push it, and slowly it opens. I walk in, brushing a tear away from my eye. My blue poncho is soaked, my hair matted. A nurse comes to assist me. We reach his room. Beyond the chained window I see many types of pipes and tubes protruding from his skin. He lolls his head over to look at me, and smiles his innocent smile. His brown hair shines in the fluorescent light. The nurse opens the door. His face is contorted and horrible, but still his. I can’t help but to grimace at the terrible sight. A stray drop escapes from my eye. “He’s terminal,” the doctor says. He died a few days later. I’m not happy. I’m not free. I might as well be dead. And I will be, before tomorrow morning.

fuck I give up. [editline]14th November 2010[/editline] This is how far i got before I threw me tablet into a corner. Basically what I did was use a brush waaay too small(size 40 or so and 20 for small stuff, instead of using 128px like a MAN!) [IMG]http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/318/9/3/oh_lawld_is_dat_sum_insurgency_by_infernomonster-d32ua6z.png[/IMG] atleast I learned something. Was planning to fix everything with shading but I went fuck it and threw it away

[QUOTE=MisterTickles;25908775][img_thumb]http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/310/f/8/truth_by_virulentx-d32btka.png[/img_thumb][/QUOTE] [img]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4608952/LIES.png[/img] And a bit more Batman-themed (whoever gets it gets an e-cookie) [img_thumb]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4608952/lies_gotham.png[/img_thumb]

I dont like them they take about 30 seconds in photoshop and it's not a very interesting concept.

it's just an opposite response

[QUOTE=Occlusion;26058431]I dont like them they take about 30 seconds in photoshop and it's not a very interesting concept.[/QUOTE] Why does it need to take 30+ hours to be considered good? Do you consider stencil art the same? I think as long as it looks nice, then it's fine.

Stencils are painsteakingly hard and long process to create. Also [IMG]http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/318/d/2/oh_lawld_is_dat_alt_version_by_infernomonster-d32uelh.png[/IMG] Those fucking rattlesuits are addicting: This is the last versiona s now I'm offically sick of them If anyone could tell me about how to get that fancy square concept artist brush i'd appreciate it. And yes i'm avare of the different shoulder height overdone, about the symmetry issues and shading issues. If you have anything to say chanses are I'm aware of that.

[QUOTE=Inacio;26056714]Drawing With my mouse But anyway, I spent 6 minutes on that, and the loop has like 40 notes or something. This is what I've been doing since I posted that, a song using Minecraft's sounds. Any better? :ohdear: [url]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4861882/musikbhawt/rapecraft2.mp3[/url][/QUOTE] Much better :smile: [editline]14th November 2010[/editline] [QUOTE=Midtown123;26056860]Ugly short story incoming. :downs: As I walk beside him, I notice he has changed. His hair, it is black. His skin, it is not so colorful. It is pale. He looks at me. His eyes’ glare blinds me, his corneas unnaturally blue. I look away, embarrassed. Here I am, walking alongside my life-long friend, thinking of his former self. People change, I think. People change. “So,” he says, “What are you doing tomorrow?” “Oh, I don’t know,” I stumble. He looks down shamefully. “I’m sorry I asked, it’s just-“ “It’s okay,” I say. “not doing much…” He puts on once again his innocent smile, and I do my best to mimic it. He laughs. I laugh with him. It is not such a bad day. __________________________ We walk down to the super market together. His gait is long and my strides are small. It takes effort to keep up. Effort is not so bad. I pull up my white hood, wishing I had worn more than this. I look at my outfit. A white and blue striped hoodie. Jeans. I could have done better, I think. I look at him, wondering how he can be so warm in his white t-shirt. “You’re beautiful,” he says. He must have been looking when I reviewed my clothing. He goes for my hand and I don’t back away this time. I hold his, swinging it back and forth. He smiles at me, and I smile back. Across the street, I see three, maybe four girls walking. They see us. I hear them gasp, and “aw,” and laugh. This doesn’t anger me as it usually would. Let them think. Let them think…. _________________________ I sit down on the couch across from him. He has grown distant. He sits there, looking at the floor. My hair is still wet from the shower. I run my fingers through it. It is silky and blonde as ever. “You know,” he begins, “this never would have happened if not for me…” I feel bad for him, what he must be thinking. “It’s my fault…. could you ever forgive me?” I ponder…. “Maybe,” I say, “maybe not.” He looks back down. I hear stifled sobs. A tear drops to the floor. One of mine does, too. ______________________________________ I brush his hair back with my hand, looking at him. I wear the same white and blue striped hoodie as I did the first day we truly loved. He wears his orange t-shirt. He is “normal” again. His skin is not discolored. His hair is brown. I prefer him this way. He went on up and down about a disease he had, but I didn’t care. I like this version of him. We have been together for a few months now. I love him. I never stopped. He kisses me on the cheek. I kiss him back, on the lips. He is taken aback, and his eyes open wide. He holds me, like in the movies. We are on a rock, surrounded by the surf. Under the rock is sand, and behind us are shrubbery and beach plants. No words pass between us. We just smile and lay down on the sand, making sand angels. “I love you,” I say. For the first time in a long while, he looks up and puts on his innocent smile. “I could die happy,” he says. I could too. ________________________________________ The hospital door is heavy. I push it, and slowly it opens. I walk in, brushing a tear away from my eye. My blue poncho is soaked, my hair matted. A nurse comes to assist me. We reach his room. Beyond the chained window I see many types of pipes and tubes protruding from his skin. He lolls his head over to look at me, and smiles his innocent smile. His brown hair shines in the fluorescent light. The nurse opens the door. His face is contorted and horrible, but still his. I can’t help but to grimace at the terrible sight. A stray drop escapes from my eye. “He’s terminal,” the doctor says. He died a few days later. I’m not happy. I’m not free. I might as well be dead. And I will be, before tomorrow morning.[/QUOTE] Excellent in terms of ability, I think, good writing style and all that. But I'm not a fan of this wishy washy love story bullshit, with its cheap tear-jerking tactics. "Ugly" is a word I would also use to describe this. You don't explain the random hair colour changes either. What kind of disease would do that? That last paragraph is just stupid emo bullshit too. You can write well, but what you choose to write about is dull and unoriginal. The protagonist did have a personality, but the boyfriend did not really, at all. Nothing more than the stuff I constantly see in this kind of stuff, some kind of 'perfect guy', and thoroughly unrealistic. Sorry for handing your arse to you on a silver platter like this, but these are just the impressions I got from your work. I can be pretty damn harsh sometimes, but all criticism is helpful, if reason is given (i.e. not just "it sucks"). I hope you don't get offended.

[img]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/4608952/pyro2.jpg[/img]

Someone give me some harsh criticism. [QUOTE=ChestyMcGee;26054142]WIP: [img_thumb]http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/3306/practicewip.jpg[/img_thumb] Already wasted hours trying to do the eyes. I just can't get the positioning right at all. It's doing my head in because I just end up painting various forms of bong-eye over and over again. Ah well.[/QUOTE] Shit I already know: 1. Skin tone is overall too dark. 2. Skin tone needs more contrast 3. Chin is misaligned Reference: [url]http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs604.snc4/58433_10150262814720321_658415320_14462199_5769096_n.jpg[/url]

[QUOTE=ChestyMcGee;26060285]Someone give me some harsh criticism. Shit I already know: 1. Skin tone is overall too dark. 2. Skin tone needs more contrast 3. Chin is misaligned Reference: [url]http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs604.snc4/58433_10150262814720321_658415320_14462199_5769096_n.jpg[/url][/QUOTE] Cheek bone is too defined. Unless that's what you wanted.

This started as a arm muscle study and ended...well... [img]http://img703.imageshack.us/img703/4612/pistolshoot.png[/img]

[QUOTE=JoeyZ;26060623]Cheek bone is too defined. Unless that's what you wanted.[/QUOTE] Thanks I'll have a look into that. I think it's because I overdid the warm tone on the cheeks so it looks like a shadow (if you look at the reference, whatever blusher it was she had on is quite dark so I almost mistook it for a shadow myself).

[QUOTE=xamllew;26061279]This started as a arm muscle study and ended...well... [img_thumb]http://img703.imageshack.us/img703/4612/pistolshoot.png[/img_thumb][/QUOTE] why would you rate that funny,, its really nice artistic rating

[QUOTE=Talkbox;26064322]why would you rate that funny,, its really nice artistic rating[/QUOTE] But, look at it man. Look at it. Ahaha. It makes me laugh. I imagine a whole flock of people pressing themselves up against a guy without using their arms and pushing their chests against him, and the man desperately seeks help from all the retards and reaches out his arm, firing a shot. It's brilliant. Been really busy with work lately, but for the past two-three days I've done some more work on the typography video. Sure as hell a time consuming task and I re-do everything several times, learning quite a lot from this, being my first project of this kind and everything, and that's awesome. But it's obviously quite tiring too, I've had a rough idea to follow up to this point, but from here on and out it'll be pure improvisation so to say. But the part that is done so far is far from beautiful, so if you see something that could need improvement or got an idea that you think would work a lot better than what it currently does then please do. Pick it apart if you can bother. [hd]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKkiKMA3E9Q[/hd] Also managed to make the end a wee bit too long after it's actually finished just because I'm a sucker for clean numbers (5 - 10), so it ends when the hand stops on the switch part.

[QUOTE=dgg;26065948]But, look at it man. Look at it. Ahaha. It makes me laugh. I imagine a whole flock of people pressing themselves up against a guy without using their arms and pushing their chests against him, and the man desperately seeks help from all the retards and reaches out his arm, firing a shot. It's brilliant. [/QUOTE] Yea I guess they do seem closer than they're supposed to be. It was supposed to be more like he's firing his gun to get the mob's attention. O well. Love you too sweety pie.

[QUOTE=SweetSwifter;22298567][img_thumb]http://i45.tinypic.com/2n6rhxk.jpg[/img_thumb][/QUOTE] You already did this once...