<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:43:54.299-08:00</updated><category term='104.1'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='104.1fm The Truth'/><category term='comics'/><category term='the beautiful man'/><category term='James T. Harris'/><category term='preparations'/><category term='1041'/><category term='art'/><category term='the truth'/><category term='Aardcore'/><category term='tucson'/><category term='Toby Roberts'/><title type='text'>Aardcore's Dojo</title><subtitle type='html'>Twisting reality. One sketch at a time. One method at a time. Oldskool.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-2769216566480316360</id><published>2012-02-04T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:39:11.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alien Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually worked on a children's book previous to this by the same group of guys I've done before... it's nothing major (not yet as they seem to surmise, haha) but it at least gives me the sense that I'm actually doing something productive with what I went to school for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, this year starts the mark of another project by the same guys; the author titling this particular story "The Alien Boy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't get into the details of the thing since it's way too early to really deliberate any details except that when I read it, I had an amazing time imagining the characters that'll be portrayed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be meeting with the guys today about what I've got lined out so we'll see where it goes from here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAYjIs7ESbA/Ty1vevEJowI/AAAAAAAAAL4/p1CqWpJ5CxA/s1600/Alienboysketchesscaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAYjIs7ESbA/Ty1vevEJowI/AAAAAAAAAL4/p1CqWpJ5CxA/s400/Alienboysketchesscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705338876768920322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7snymYp7dzc/Ty2zg6N8PII/AAAAAAAAAME/_5Ym9Mr6_L0/s1600/Alienboysketches2scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7snymYp7dzc/Ty2zg6N8PII/AAAAAAAAAME/_5Ym9Mr6_L0/s400/Alienboysketches2scaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705413680913202306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-2769216566480316360?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/2769216566480316360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2012/02/alien-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/2769216566480316360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/2769216566480316360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2012/02/alien-boy.html' title='The Alien Boy'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAYjIs7ESbA/Ty1vevEJowI/AAAAAAAAAL4/p1CqWpJ5CxA/s72-c/Alienboysketchesscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-3005057601992663456</id><published>2012-01-18T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:57:52.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1041'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tucson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beautiful man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James T. Harris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='104.1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toby Roberts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='104.1fm The Truth'/><title type='text'>Giving back to the Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;I've never been much for fan art... I mean I have. I've done it, I just never get around to doing it as much as I believe I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJB6_SjZ6xs/TxdMcqhvkAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A67TXSPzLXM/s1600/1041JamesTlinesscaled.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJB6_SjZ6xs/TxdMcqhvkAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A67TXSPzLXM/s400/1041JamesTlinesscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699107908796518402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But lately I've been listening in to a local Conservative talk radio station here in town on the frequency 104.1FM "The Truth" and there's been one guy in particular I've been diggin' well into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the show he's known as "The Beautiful Man," James T. Harris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I'll just leave this here and get to something else in the mean time, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQX3WfeSfs/TxdMcsE-ZYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Z6_IM2V6v4M/s1600/1041JamesTscaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQX3WfeSfs/TxdMcsE-ZYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Z6_IM2V6v4M/s400/1041JamesTscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699107909212726658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually intend to do more stuff like this... as I said, for me to 'give back to the community'. Who will be the next victim in town, illustrated? I'm not quite sure... but I'm certain it'll be just as fun as this was :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/19/2012 -UPDATE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Workin' on some vinyl assassin LOVE, representing local radio host and menacing DJ: TOBY ROBERTS!!! from 91.3FM KXCI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--L_A67D2N7U/TxjbpUkm8mI/AAAAAAAAALI/frn-S0i7dLM/s1600/TobyRob-scrap.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--L_A67D2N7U/TxjbpUkm8mI/AAAAAAAAALI/frn-S0i7dLM/s400/TobyRob-scrap.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699546831380738658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/21/2012 Update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCiYshk7gDM/TxtZDynFNTI/AAAAAAAAALU/MOdeThkAPJE/s1600/TobyRoberts-Creativityscaled.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCiYshk7gDM/TxtZDynFNTI/AAAAAAAAALU/MOdeThkAPJE/s400/TobyRoberts-Creativityscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700247675027666226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toby! TOBY! TOOOBYYYY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(In black and white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc74Qzkuo3E/TxzO8_fARgI/AAAAAAAAALg/YOxJAPqv7c8/s1600/TobyRobertsCOLORscaled.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc74Qzkuo3E/TxzO8_fARgI/AAAAAAAAALg/YOxJAPqv7c8/s400/TobyRobertsCOLORscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700658775573153282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now in color! WOOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;01/25/2012 Update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14qDKdpbbZ8/TyDKVCQHxvI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z23ZrOJESzA/s1600/1041SexysidekickROSSscaled.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14qDKdpbbZ8/TyDKVCQHxvI/AAAAAAAAALs/Z23ZrOJESzA/s400/1041SexysidekickROSSscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701779590981601010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today on 104.1's The Truth, when James T. Harris was on, there was a point in the show where I called in to weigh in on a certain topic; but in the time that I did that I also let known that I was the particular artist in mind that did the piece he now uses has his Facebook profile photo (so amazing, haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In that time... about an hour or so later, there was talks about my artwork again and Ross, the producer, caught a bit of flak... it was all fun in games but I still felt responsible for his shame hahaha. I find this as a means to hopefully repay that debt, if there ever is any, there is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish so bad that I could have a copy of that segment that went down today-- I was DYING when I heard it go down in my car. I wanted to call back and rebuttal, hopefully save Ross but... my phone had died long before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Producer of both the Jon Justice show and James T. Harris-- Ross Williamson! THE SEXY SIDEKICK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-3005057601992663456?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/3005057601992663456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2012/01/giving-back-to-community.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/3005057601992663456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/3005057601992663456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2012/01/giving-back-to-community.html' title='Giving back to the Community'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJB6_SjZ6xs/TxdMcqhvkAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A67TXSPzLXM/s72-c/1041JamesTlinesscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-4513295422505624493</id><published>2011-12-24T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T20:21:26.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months out and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've a reason to be motivated in drawing again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonbeam13.deviantart.com/journal/The-Darkness-II-Contest-272874806"&gt;http://moonbeam13.deviantart.com/journal/The-Darkness-II-Contest-272874806&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonbeam13.deviantart.com/journal/The-Darkness-II-Contest-272874806"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which resulted in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYaMI_ITNIs/TvY8dMQ1D_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bPTrVSVdE3Y/s1600/DATheDarknesscontestWIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYaMI_ITNIs/TvY8dMQ1D_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bPTrVSVdE3Y/s400/DATheDarknesscontestWIP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689801651434885106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still quite a ways till completion but I've got a really good feeling about this, plus it's The Darkness... a reason for me to finally do some 'fanart' and get motivated in the process! What's shown now could change drastically in the days to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just hope I don't procrastinate and get to a point where I feel like I might not get anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjnMcgj0dtU/Tv5t4BmVIzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/skw-Q9dnKKw/s1600/DarknesscontestWIP2.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjnMcgj0dtU/Tv5t4BmVIzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/skw-Q9dnKKw/s400/DarknesscontestWIP2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692107788312191794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5LDGBKjlos/Tv_fKznq6kI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vCpRnHCICMc/s1600/Aardcore-TheDarknessDAContest.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5LDGBKjlos/Tv_fKznq6kI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vCpRnHCICMc/s400/Aardcore-TheDarknessDAContest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692513830767880770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-4513295422505624493?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/4513295422505624493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-months-out-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/4513295422505624493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/4513295422505624493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-months-out-and.html' title='3 Months out and...'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYaMI_ITNIs/TvY8dMQ1D_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bPTrVSVdE3Y/s72-c/DATheDarknesscontestWIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-3596962678278259121</id><published>2011-09-22T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:59:06.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence before Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008 seems so far away, and 2007 even farther though in a reflected time frame it really isn't... alot happened between then and now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EoF4BIHqxaA/TnweITcvykI/AAAAAAAAAKE/triIc5NRkc0/s1600/Thequarry.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EoF4BIHqxaA/TnweITcvykI/AAAAAAAAAKE/triIc5NRkc0/s400/Thequarry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655428360079133250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finished college... got married... been stuck pretty much with the same job I've done through college, sticking with it really to see if anything productive could come out of it. And it sort of had its perks but the glamour of being a window cleaner quickly fades away the harder I tried to stick to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKKmFHS7Kx4/TnweIH8fnKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FZ4B26ZjGKs/s1600/Digillus6of2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKKmFHS7Kx4/TnweIH8fnKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FZ4B26ZjGKs/s400/Digillus6of2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655428356991065250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More than most, I find myself reminiscing on things of the past; how fun college was, when it was fun (some of the prerequisite studies were a total time sink when all I wanted to do was learn to be a better artist.) Techniques and mastery aside, the journey through it all was pretty amazing, and if I could, I'd relive those moments again just for the effect but not for the experience. Was much easier remembering how nice it was being a student sometimes. But really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad I finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJp90u-kn70/TnweH_FTCmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7Zb97t_BJoQ/s1600/Digillus6of1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJp90u-kn70/TnweH_FTCmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7Zb97t_BJoQ/s400/Digillus6of1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655428354612071010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or so I thought... 3 years after graduating, I haven't really done much with my degree but sit on my laurels. Well all that's changed, or I think so, as I've actually gone up and out to post my resume out, apply for things... keep on the look out for opportunities and hopping onto them as early as I detect them, search for them, find them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4ltRUZ3KzY/TnweHpWzdQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/N0i21AYDUxY/s1600/Brasalina.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4ltRUZ3KzY/TnweHpWzdQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/N0i21AYDUxY/s400/Brasalina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655428348779918594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The struggle for discovery is hard though. For people to discover yourself as an artist, and yourself as the artist to discover those who might appreciate what you have to show the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think in this regard, being an artist can be tough but worth it when you make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still... in more times than most, I often think about what I was doing in college, and while I consider most of the work I did then more experimentally astute studies and 'trying to figure out what the hell I was really doing', it all sorted itself out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8acQy-V8Zww/TnweHQND94I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kzqyZdN5H0Y/s1600/Artistsandmusicians1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8acQy-V8Zww/TnweHQND94I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kzqyZdN5H0Y/s400/Artistsandmusicians1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655428342028171138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look at some of my older work and think, "I've come a long way since then," but more importantly, "There's something magic about what I did then... now how can I keep that in check, keep it nearby and have it work for me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been years since I've graduated, years since I've actually looked at some of these older bodies of work (I'd almost forgotten about them till my wife reminded me through one of them she keeps posted up in her cubicle at work when I visited her once) and it reminded me of just where I came from; the legacy I bore through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something to reminisce before bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-3596962678278259121?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/3596962678278259121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/09/reminiscence-before-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/3596962678278259121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/3596962678278259121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/09/reminiscence-before-bed.html' title='Reminiscence before Bed'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EoF4BIHqxaA/TnweITcvykI/AAAAAAAAAKE/triIc5NRkc0/s72-c/Thequarry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-6579436286506660021</id><published>2011-07-24T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:52:28.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting my feet wet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least believing I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, I got in touch with an online job posting (Craigslist, really...) of a team of writers looking for a comic book artist. While I'd prefer the treatment, "Graphic Illustrator" I guess we should call it what it really is, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I got in touch with them, there was a waiting period where they went through a slew of applicants and finally got around to telling me that I was one of three strong considerable applicants. This was my fighting chance as out of these three, only ONE will be chosen to be this particular team's illustrator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm not hoping I win, whatever happens, happen, but how nice would the chance be, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the first time my work will be looked at in a professional (at least I think so) manner for the consideration of breaking into the biz, or at least taking that one chance that might make all the difference or better yet, prove to myself that I got this far and have practically 'gotten my foot into the door'. I imagine it won't be THAT big of a deal but a man can still dream big...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In any case, the three applicants, myself included, were suggested to draw up a 3-panel sequential segment of a 'test' page, for what I imagine, the team to analyze and decide which of the three illustrators they really want as to who will depict their idea the best and connect with the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weKBie27HPM/TizJx-bLvKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/izm_5Tp8J_E/s1600/PhantomsTestBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weKBie27HPM/TizJx-bLvKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/izm_5Tp8J_E/s400/PhantomsTestBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633099094341434530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No dialogue either, just all sequential stuff depicting mood, character development and just an overall sense of story telling, with no words except the insisted 'Meanwhile...' insert for the last panel as was detailed in the outline for this inaugurating project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They also mentioned that this thing didn't have to be colored, but rather, it could have just been a series of sketches, or at least that's how it seemed to me... but I thought to myself, "What if that just hurts me and makes the people who are willing to take me seriously think I'm not serious if I don't show them what I'm really worth and able to truly perform?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So with that... I went the extra measure for the sake of saving my own ass, just in case, hahaha! And in this sense, I really hope it pays off... otherwise it'll make it seem like I was just kissing ass and... well... I'd rather not think farther into it than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uxdRFdBkUI/TizJxt90aXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KUSp_GjH9t0/s1600/PhantomsTestFinalscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7uxdRFdBkUI/TizJxt90aXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KUSp_GjH9t0/s400/PhantomsTestFinalscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633099089923303794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still, this was really alot of fun to get back into the mix of things after a partial hiatus of crazy events which I'll get into, in a future post... it just wouldn't be right or keen to mention it here. As for this, this is all on the premise of hoping this will be a new chapter, an exciting chapter, in the progress of events yet to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Psssst! I REALLY do hope I get the job!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-6579436286506660021?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/6579436286506660021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-my-feet-wet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/6579436286506660021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/6579436286506660021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-my-feet-wet.html' title='Getting my feet wet.'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weKBie27HPM/TizJx-bLvKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/izm_5Tp8J_E/s72-c/PhantomsTestBWscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-3924626490315566316</id><published>2011-07-17T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:49:15.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fascinations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know what I like about summer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--a5isEWeXTU/TiPJBuT-rVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TyOEIDxiDAg/s400/Acceptancescaled.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630564990592134482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjgb4rZy6oQ/TiPJCyPgygI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vXDlRDGyPYU/s1600/ChieftainOombutuuBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjgb4rZy6oQ/TiPJCyPgygI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vXDlRDGyPYU/s400/ChieftainOombutuuBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630565008827009538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgK77hfxoh0/TiPJCV6T5iI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DtAnBeiXKhs/s1600/WavebusinessBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgK77hfxoh0/TiPJCV6T5iI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DtAnBeiXKhs/s400/WavebusinessBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630565001221891618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JszVUwgnid0/TiPJCH7uz9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/rFShk8RKV20/s1600/Wavebusinessscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JszVUwgnid0/TiPJCH7uz9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/rFShk8RKV20/s400/Wavebusinessscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630564997469753298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5SOH8N-jD_M/TiPJB3WDFPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/V9vzVI0l6iM/s1600/Chieftain%2BOombutuuscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5SOH8N-jD_M/TiPJB3WDFPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/V9vzVI0l6iM/s400/Chieftain%2BOombutuuscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630564993016730866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to the beach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely gotta be the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-3924626490315566316?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/3924626490315566316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-fascinations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/3924626490315566316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/3924626490315566316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-fascinations.html' title='Summer Fascinations'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--a5isEWeXTU/TiPJBuT-rVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TyOEIDxiDAg/s72-c/Acceptancescaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-8808393270154609892</id><published>2011-07-17T22:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:41:50.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Egos -Triego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like the more I dig around, the more work I find based on concepts of executions I thought were good ideas that I could have run with, stuck out and done something with... but never really came through for, for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of these concepts was the idea of presenting particular individuals, in this case, a couple of my characters in the lines of what I called a "Triego."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The concept was simple really: Use a sequential method of illustrating one character three times in a dynamic, compositionally diverse fashion. Like a snippet from a comic book page in panels, ya dig?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I was on a roll with four characters in particular... but the fourth one never really got done. I mean I sketched him out but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYahMvqsS2Q/TiPHK9zOYcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W0bLZvmQ0z4/s1600/TriegogustovpenguinovicWIPscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYahMvqsS2Q/TiPHK9zOYcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W0bLZvmQ0z4/s400/TriegogustovpenguinovicWIPscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630562950345286082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again, I came short and it pretty much just stopped there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, it's not that I didn't want to pursue it anymore, I could I just... it's like I felt no drive to continue. I mean I could technically pick it back up if I wanted, among so many OTHER ideas I keep meshing into this vicious cycle but... well... ya know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZgHSFHc8lU/TiPGaY8BYTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DdYgk0xrFMo/s1600/TriegoshinjiBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZgHSFHc8lU/TiPGaY8BYTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DdYgk0xrFMo/s400/TriegoshinjiBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630562115816350002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ooheMD8FQ8/TiPGaUOA8uI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6rVFJ5oE_kM/s1600/TriegomarinaBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ooheMD8FQ8/TiPGaUOA8uI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6rVFJ5oE_kM/s400/TriegomarinaBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630562114549641954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2575RsrU0o/TiPGaKurexI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FeBb1kYLnQc/s1600/TriegojujuBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2575RsrU0o/TiPGaKurexI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FeBb1kYLnQc/s400/TriegojujuBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630562112002292498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-8808393270154609892?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/8808393270154609892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/three-egos-triego.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8808393270154609892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8808393270154609892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/three-egos-triego.html' title='Three Egos -Triego'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYahMvqsS2Q/TiPHK9zOYcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W0bLZvmQ0z4/s72-c/TriegogustovpenguinovicWIPscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-5522095600990928111</id><published>2011-07-17T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:32:05.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaceships and Concepts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was about a year ago now me thinks? Had to be... well there was this contest a while back on this particular MMO I got myself lost in. I don't play that many... in fact this game, EVE Online, is the only one I play exclusively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well during a certain time, I was well into it and found out about this EVE Online art contest hosted through DeviantArt... the whole thing ended up being a sham and a controversy throughout the EVE Online community. CCP, the developers, had their hands full for a while but ended up redeeming themselves in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From my end? I went through a painstakingly, however pleasing, experience of dealing my hand into this contest... was hoping it'd get an honorable mention but not even that. Not to sound like an asshole or anything but I, among others, should have had made it to at least that. Like I said, the whole DeviantArt hosted EVE Online contest was a sham...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really learned alot from the attempt though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it was ALOT of fun, truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9oIhRgrtASA/TiPDwgjohRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RXFNN6bC3K8/s400/EVEContestsilhous.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630559197283779858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first order of business was creating preliminary silhouettes of the ships intended. My most favorite of the four depicted was 'Testament'. Something bout the vertical hull design spoke out to me in volumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XV2_8WyL_7o/TiPDw8XFdHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PAYkhA5JbWQ/s400/TestamentWIP.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630559204747342962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I ran with the idea, flushed it out, put in A WHOLE lot of technical detailing into it the old fashioned way. Lines and drafting. I feel like I was at a disadvantage with this too... because a whole lot, if not more than 90% of the submissions entered were all done through computer-aided drafting tools or 3D modeling programs; so I really felt like a fish in a sea of sharks... granted there were some pretty good designs don't get me wrong but there were equally some pretty terrible ones that I honestly believed mine could have stuck out best among the rest... ... didn't really pan out that way though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p16LM8C05qA/TiPDxQW224I/AAAAAAAAAIE/_TanjSDF8Yk/s1600/EVEentryTestamentscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p16LM8C05qA/TiPDxQW224I/AAAAAAAAAIE/_TanjSDF8Yk/s400/EVEentryTestamentscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630559210115095426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, it was still alot of fun but I still think about how it could have (and should have) gone alot further... but what's done is done and I seriously did learn alot from this experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd thought about wanting to pursue this type of thing again as a pet project because I'd always wanted to do this sort of thing and have always doodled around with the mindset... but this was the first time I'd EVER really flushed out the concept of such a deal to this degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-5522095600990928111?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/5522095600990928111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/spaceships-and-concepts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/5522095600990928111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/5522095600990928111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/spaceships-and-concepts.html' title='Spaceships and Concepts'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9oIhRgrtASA/TiPDwgjohRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RXFNN6bC3K8/s72-c/EVEContestsilhous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-7334256275967955216</id><published>2011-07-17T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:55:53.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost forgot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-pu5j2h42E/TiO8PH32zzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ctXldamyVUU/s1600/EPICFAILdemo1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-pu5j2h42E/TiO8PH32zzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ctXldamyVUU/s400/EPICFAILdemo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630550927140638514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah man, hahaha! I almost forgot I'd done this... was an idea I had running around in a tangent consisting of Neko Neko Juju Jumbo. According to the time stamp it says I'd saved this at August 8th, 2008, ah MAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Death by Jamikaze!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-7334256275967955216?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/7334256275967955216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/7334256275967955216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/7334256275967955216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-forgot.html' title='Almost forgot...'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-pu5j2h42E/TiO8PH32zzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ctXldamyVUU/s72-c/EPICFAILdemo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-4925936702665247283</id><published>2011-07-16T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:50:49.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neko Neko Juju Jumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A long, long time ago in a time that, when I think about, doesn't feel that long ago, I remember I was attempting to look for some way to gain some exposure of my talents, skills, what have you and I found this opening for that particular kind of thing when there was something that seemed available for the University of Arizona's newspaper as a comic artist for the paper's comic section...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was about when I first started out at the U of A in 2005... my FIRST year attending there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean I showed up, got an interview from when I turned in a couple things but... things didn't work out. The guy flaked out on me, never really got back to me, made it very difficult to get a hold of; it almost seemed like he was avoiding me, that or just VERY bad luck but... ... things never panned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish it had... maybe things could have been different had things took off but I dunno... and that's the problem isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never will :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But in the mean stead, I still had alot of fun doing what was to be my first (and sadly, last) time ever attempting classic, 4-panel short comics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The result was an outlandishly cartoonified aspect of my character Juju in an alternate tangent of reality which I titled: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NEKO.NEKO.JUJU.JUMBO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9B6cvjfn-I/TiJJ5clwEAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2RQtPSdrTiI/s1600/Nekonekojujujumbo1-4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9B6cvjfn-I/TiJJ5clwEAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2RQtPSdrTiI/s400/Nekonekojujujumbo1-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630143735442444290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RODb3t8dgqM/TiJJ5O7rhQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_kRywm7vJJA/s1600/Nekonekojujujumbo5-8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RODb3t8dgqM/TiJJ5O7rhQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_kRywm7vJJA/s400/Nekonekojujujumbo5-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630143731776324866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes... SOMETIMES, I think about picking this back up but... sometimes I also feel like that ship has sailed but that it can be pulled back into harbor, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dunno... maybe one day it'll come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will say I miss the feeling I had when I thought this would have made it into the U of A's paper; the excitement, the intense hope of success it could have brought... I also miss that level of optimism. Something I should seriously reconnect with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-4925936702665247283?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/4925936702665247283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/neko-neko-juju-jumbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/4925936702665247283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/4925936702665247283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/neko-neko-juju-jumbo.html' title='Neko Neko Juju Jumbo'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9B6cvjfn-I/TiJJ5clwEAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2RQtPSdrTiI/s72-c/Nekonekojujujumbo1-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-4737517185344278754</id><published>2011-07-16T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:50:07.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still more Oldies but Goodies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah man this is old. I mean REALLY old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good lord, man these gotta be like... 2006?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again this was during the time I was taking those Comic Art and Illustration classes during the summer and this was the result of one of the final projects for the class... there's actually a second one from the second time I took the class but comparing that with this one, this one hands down looks better despite the fact it's actually a couple of jumps back from what I'm able to do now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean I'm proud of it but... looking back at it, I kind of have to laugh at myself pretty hard for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc6rxMLuLHg/TiJHnzzlUXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/piZBtwikNlw/s400/Proj3pageCOVER_Synop.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630141233413575026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0T1DFQHSe6E/TiJHoA6ZjVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/upisW7eeV0o/s400/Proj3page1_2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630141236931824978" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01-9rkIw6z0/TiJHoCTiQCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8Qs8n2AlfzQ/s400/Proj3page3_4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630141237305688098" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6W9WSpMLZE/TiJHoQRYDII/AAAAAAAAAGs/jryzhAGTKAg/s400/Proj3page5_6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630141241054727298" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J2aFSQW9v_M/TiJHopbL_EI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VbzGVaKa7q8/s400/Proj3page7_8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630141247806766146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really, hard, oh my God, hahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-4737517185344278754?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/4737517185344278754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-more-oldies-but-goodies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/4737517185344278754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/4737517185344278754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-more-oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Still more Oldies but Goodies...'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc6rxMLuLHg/TiJHnzzlUXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/piZBtwikNlw/s72-c/Proj3pageCOVER_Synop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-8871983405601468258</id><published>2011-07-16T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:21:53.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies but Goodies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My wife was looking through a collection of work I hadn't laid eyes on in... gosh... FOREVER and looking at it, it sort of reminded me a bit of something I had alot of fun working with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These aren't collaborated in any way accumulative, at least for the first two:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUobVgj428U/TiJGHdkq96I/AAAAAAAAAGM/eqAKkMO2Qgk/s1600/JudasandLulu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUobVgj428U/TiJGHdkq96I/AAAAAAAAAGM/eqAKkMO2Qgk/s400/JudasandLulu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630139578178008994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2q9IaYjKr3E/TiJGHIcSsyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eKni-6QhRVQ/s1600/Warriorsymphoniacover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2q9IaYjKr3E/TiJGHIcSsyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eKni-6QhRVQ/s400/Warriorsymphoniacover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630139572505719586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb6LEeRrwKc/TiJGG894NJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/e-Di0eZGcOg/s400/Proj2FINISH.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630139569425364114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87BxISuUDKU/TiJGGmO23UI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8oN6LsJTBQI/s400/Proj1page1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630139563322563906" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUyXFk4BwUs/TiJGG_-rpbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/V7yJAgkKQbs/s400/Proj1page2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630139570234041778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was still in college at the time taking a summer class at the University of Arizona, that summer class being a Comic Arts and Illustration class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took the class twice over the course of two years, once for each year before I graduated and was pretty proud of the results at the time... still do in fact, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-8871983405601468258?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/8871983405601468258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/oldies-but-goodies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8871983405601468258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8871983405601468258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/07/oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Oldies but Goodies...'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUobVgj428U/TiJGHdkq96I/AAAAAAAAAGM/eqAKkMO2Qgk/s72-c/JudasandLulu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-8292432717358448706</id><published>2011-06-27T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:17:56.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit Channeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ever feel like reality isn't what it should be? That it could be something else you've always wanted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think that's why I chose to be an artist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To make my own reality when the one I live in doesn't quite click the way I hoped it would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not escape, just... get lost in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWApvfq1UP8/TgkNdky9WEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CiFSox64LaQ/s1600/Sierrace2011scaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWApvfq1UP8/TgkNdky9WEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CiFSox64LaQ/s400/Sierrace2011scaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623040411493554242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've a disgusting fascination with the cerebral end of things... and sometimes I wish I weren't so enthralled by it. Other times I can enjoy things exactly as they are, what they are, what they're meant to be and nothing else to get distracted by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Those moments are rare. And when I mean rare, I mean in the public eye of peers and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_00E1CVBfWM/TgkNdF1gYhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/E0MBcMhiFgA/s1600/Intrudersscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_00E1CVBfWM/TgkNdF1gYhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/E0MBcMhiFgA/s400/Intrudersscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623040403182739986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I often think about my conflicting desire to go to a convention one day... I'm rather deathly afraid of crowds, not so much the people, just the overwhelming numbers of people I'll never truly know, ever REALLY meet and probably don't want to mind listening to. I tend to keep to myself unless otherwise needed and most times I'll be found with a pair of headphones plugged to my ears because I tend to reject just about everything else... not out of spite, more like courtesy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14TX9vifOzA/TgkNcfZzQLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZF08puSgzBs/s1600/Geswhoscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14TX9vifOzA/TgkNcfZzQLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZF08puSgzBs/s400/Geswhoscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623040392865988786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As a kid, and when I was much younger than I am now, I was told to "Mind your own business," alot. So much that instead of brooding on the effect, I redirected it by indulging and superimposing my already developed enthusiasm with music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;While I enjoy the company of others. It's the solitude with friends, sometimes family, but ultimately myself when everything else in the world just doesn't quite give in the way I'd like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As if I truly deserve anything... but I do try hard to please others, so much that I tend to forget how to give myself some time alone, and coincidentally, when I do, I'm often interpreted as some sort of hermit, a troll or even someone who just hates company...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They couldn't be farther away from the fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SHA9wRQAor4/TgkNcBe-qaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GQYJAD4MljI/s1600/Dreamchasersintheparkscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SHA9wRQAor4/TgkNcBe-qaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GQYJAD4MljI/s400/Dreamchasersintheparkscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623040384834644386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love my wife, I love my family, and the family I hope to raise one day... but... well... sometimes I just find myself exactly where I need to be, even it's at the expense of displeasing others. That's the cost of solitude I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsQ8axgcfE0/TgkNb5FmgOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ILOP-xVjQKY/s1600/Atmospherescaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LsQ8axgcfE0/TgkNb5FmgOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ILOP-xVjQKY/s400/Atmospherescaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623040382580719842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-8292432717358448706?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/8292432717358448706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/06/spirit-channeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8292432717358448706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8292432717358448706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/06/spirit-channeling.html' title='Spirit Channeling'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWApvfq1UP8/TgkNdky9WEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CiFSox64LaQ/s72-c/Sierrace2011scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-7831793703302082057</id><published>2011-06-27T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:04:42.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-LDR- (Clearing the mind and dusting off the concepts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember how far back it's been now since I've looked at a few of my concepts for another set of graphic novels... or just ideas in general that never quite ripened to fruition. Procrastination, fear, lack of ambition... I dunno what it is anymore but everytime I looked back at what I started on, I'm almost emboldened to pick it right back up from where I last left it... and then leave it alone all together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiKYnYtR8ZU/TgkLpg0eOPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LV8qWnwmHvA/s1600/protoCorserranconceptscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiKYnYtR8ZU/TgkLpg0eOPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LV8qWnwmHvA/s400/protoCorserranconceptscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623038417561336050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsVrjBgLlaM/TgkLpf8hU1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/NbvJWi3wQOo/s1600/Corserraconceptscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsVrjBgLlaM/TgkLpf8hU1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/NbvJWi3wQOo/s400/Corserraconceptscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623038417326658386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really hate when I do this to. I do it ALL the time and I've no idea why. Lack of stimuli from outside sources; that kind of thing to feed into the energy, the excitement, the attention... ... sometimes I think I should shed those layers away though because they really get me nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostly in trouble, sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But other times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qtd0bmSq9Lg/TgkLo3VXBNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bJTIdjHJUoE/s400/Lotesherderscaled.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623038406424986834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostly nowhere it seems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ_D4stDK-0/TgkLogQtBxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/h-hYrjZScuA/s1600/LDRtestpagesscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ_D4stDK-0/TgkLogQtBxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/h-hYrjZScuA/s400/LDRtestpagesscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623038400231442194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where will I be going with these things? How far will they go? Will they ever make it farther than simple concepts, sketches, spontaneous illustrations and ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who knows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-7831793703302082057?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/7831793703302082057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/06/ldr-clearing-mind-and-dusting-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/7831793703302082057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/7831793703302082057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/06/ldr-clearing-mind-and-dusting-off.html' title='-LDR- (Clearing the mind and dusting off the concepts)'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiKYnYtR8ZU/TgkLpg0eOPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LV8qWnwmHvA/s72-c/protoCorserranconceptscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-7372204087707783101</id><published>2011-05-26T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:29:00.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows of Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe it's indecisiveness... it's hard to tell these days but more and more I've found myself taking comfort in the explosive nature of creativity when it comes to sketching out scenes in their rawest, earliest forms of conception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHPiKqAAaIc/Td797mt3D7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/c0lk2i6j_Jg/s1600/Firedancersscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHPiKqAAaIc/Td797mt3D7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/c0lk2i6j_Jg/s400/Firedancersscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611201386197225394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's something about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The spontaneous nature of where they just derive out of nothing hoping to be completed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOFLUqamJXM/Td797VT4lhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eZ2wAG4Camk/s1600/Secretwaterfallscrapscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOFLUqamJXM/Td797VT4lhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eZ2wAG4Camk/s400/Secretwaterfallscrapscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611201381524870674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a double edged sword however... for all the potential I put into these scraps/work in progresses/roughdrafts/sketches, whatever you want to call them, they have a tendency to just sit around and potentially NEVER get done... and I hate when that happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it happens ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tp-VmwIGFxE/Td797GHqBlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HZ_5Csu9-5g/s1600/Littledragonscrapscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tp-VmwIGFxE/Td797GHqBlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HZ_5Csu9-5g/s400/Littledragonscrapscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611201377447052882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's fear... fear that all that I hope and see in it won't come to true light when I get nearer to finishing it. Or perhaps I love the process of building and creating so much that 'finishing' is a transgression rather than the intended transcendence I hoped for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder on these things alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also like to call them Shadows of Procrastination; where nothing gets done but a whole lot gets piles up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-7372204087707783101?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/7372204087707783101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/shadows-of-procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/7372204087707783101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/7372204087707783101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/shadows-of-procrastination.html' title='Shadows of Procrastination'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHPiKqAAaIc/Td797mt3D7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/c0lk2i6j_Jg/s72-c/Firedancersscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-8876282726665731759</id><published>2011-05-13T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:56:48.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Must Fall 2097</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--aFdjHr4iMI/TiJOymZCw1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/uYt_zM2ZTX4/s400/OneMustFall2097-1.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630149115372553042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Was a looong time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This was back in the days when Shareware were all the rage and Intel 80386/80486 (colloquially known as 386/486's) were, from what I remember, the most practical computers aside from Apple Macs prevalent to home introduction and use. It's what I grew up with anyway, 386/486's. With that said, it was also the point where gaming as a whole made such an impact on me, that it jump started my imagination and cemented me, rooting me to the point that I wanted to exceed my imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I played the lot of early computer games many people can expect from archaic titles: Wolfenstein 3D, Doom, Duke Nukem 3D, Heretic, Hexen, Rise of the Triads to name a few... quite a bit of First Person Shooter titles to be named but there was one, and probably the ONLY fighting game that ever made any success out on being a PC title (and sadly, to most these days, the greatest PC fighting game no one has ever heard or ever played)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE MUST FALL 2097&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This game was the hallmark of all great things I remember growing up. I was probably 9, maybe 10 at the time, this game came out and it was, and to me, still is, the most greatest thing that has ever happened to me as far as life experiences go. Anyone who plays it now might not see that much about it, why it's so great or why it is so profound. But that's the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;You had to be there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And for anyone who was, you know. It's just that simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;For years the game haunted me with its amazing intro music, and even before that, the opening sequence of thunder and lightning as it brought forth the One Must Fall 2097 title, and then finally, the title screen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jypxxvnrW0I/TiJOyZJ6I2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nDb7WVWQwnY/s400/0.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630149111819412322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;As a kid, this title screen mesmerized me and even growing up, I was still awestruck by it-- truly transcended by its sheer potency of nostalgia, pride and joy I partook in this game, in every facet of its creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What got me though was that the fanbase for this game is practically nonexistent. It exists, but its so far underground I wouldn't even go as far as to say it has a cult following. It's more like a group of people who remember the game and even fewer who TRULY embargoed their passion into it as much as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So much in fact, that when I tried to search for, say, a redux/revamp/high resolution mock up of the One Must Fall 2097 title screen... I was actually surprised that NO such thing existed except for the archaic, old 16 bit looking title screen in, what is it? I think 320 x 480 resolution? This saddened me but then I thought, "Wait... I'm an illustrator! If no one's done it yet! Why can't I?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And so in taking the core elements of the original One Must Fall 2097 title screen, I brought a rebirth to an old friend of my youth and gave it a makeover:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;First with the lineart / Black &amp;amp; White:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyUGHxAa3dM/TiJOywZ2NFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DSHqGCxVucg/s400/ONEMUSTFALL2097linescaled.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630149118060278866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the ultimate justice; the fully compiled color scheme. With all the elements and fundamentally mind blowing aspects I remember this franchise delivering to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8RXytM0It1A/TiJOzT-MaII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Hmdv3RWZqXM/s1600/ONEMUSTFALL2097scaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8RXytM0It1A/TiJOzT-MaII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Hmdv3RWZqXM/s400/ONEMUSTFALL2097scaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630149127607969922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did this piece more than just for myself, mind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did this piece for every One Must Fall 2097 fan out there who I hope finds this and remembers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REALLY remembers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because some of us never forgot, and never will. It was 1994 when it happened, and I've been in love ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-8876282726665731759?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/8876282726665731759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-must-fall-2097.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8876282726665731759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8876282726665731759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-must-fall-2097.html' title='One Must Fall 2097'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--aFdjHr4iMI/TiJOymZCw1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/uYt_zM2ZTX4/s72-c/OneMustFall2097-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-6325234733186643109</id><published>2011-05-13T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:10:36.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusting off Polished Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I tend to forget how much work I've actually done in the past till I look around in my harddrives and find loads of unfinished work and equally as much, finished bodies of work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind my desk here I've this mountain of sketches I should utilize. Typically when I sketch they become works in progress; I rarely ever just doodle around in a sketchbook or anything like that. It's VERY rare. In fact, I take the process of sculpture to mind when it comes to artwork. I treat paper (or did, as for a few months now I've been using a WACOM Cintiq21UX LCD Tablet) as a medium of clay, a body of it which I mold and shape in my hands and ultimately it's that one piece I'll use up and constantly tweak around with it until it's prepped into the desired product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even my process is very similar to sculpting. There's alot of adding, removing, shaping out, sizing up-- you'd really have to watch my process to understand (which can be seen periodically @  &lt;a href="http://www.livestream.com/aardcoresdojo"&gt;http://www.livestream.com/aardcoresdojo&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.justin.tv/aardcore"&gt;http://www.justin.tv/aardcore&lt;/a&gt;) but anyone who hasn't taken sculpture should do so. There's a wealth of skills to be learned from the process even if illustrating itself is a two-dimensional medium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found it extremely valuable stuff to have learned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, time to fill up a quota of works done in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP0QW-OkGZA/Tc4bVMivzkI/AAAAAAAAADI/mjNTQUIOt9c/s1600/DIHPorkchopExpressscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP0QW-OkGZA/Tc4bVMivzkI/AAAAAAAAADI/mjNTQUIOt9c/s400/DIHPorkchopExpressscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606448637081013826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol3I9Q8Ij-0/Tc4bUw9xR4I/AAAAAAAAADA/D6BayCZZ19I/s1600/Firstcontactscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol3I9Q8Ij-0/Tc4bUw9xR4I/AAAAAAAAADA/D6BayCZZ19I/s400/Firstcontactscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606448629678163842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckZtlMfjYiM/Tc4bU3HoWLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KcutKG-yiPs/s1600/Guardianangelscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckZtlMfjYiM/Tc4bU3HoWLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KcutKG-yiPs/s400/Guardianangelscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606448631330134194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKcaAPnEYUw/Tc4bUhKr1JI/AAAAAAAAACw/P-vjHmXeIrU/s1600/Thehakudasscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKcaAPnEYUw/Tc4bUhKr1JI/AAAAAAAAACw/P-vjHmXeIrU/s400/Thehakudasscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606448625437365394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pxTQjq9mmYE/Tc4bURfihfI/AAAAAAAAACo/owqcOeewX5Y/s1600/Stegonarocketcleanscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pxTQjq9mmYE/Tc4bURfihfI/AAAAAAAAACo/owqcOeewX5Y/s400/Stegonarocketcleanscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606448621229868530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot more to follow in the next couple of days, some being isolated into significant pieces I remember being quite particular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-6325234733186643109?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/6325234733186643109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/dusting-off-polished-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/6325234733186643109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/6325234733186643109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/dusting-off-polished-works.html' title='Dusting off Polished Works'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP0QW-OkGZA/Tc4bVMivzkI/AAAAAAAAADI/mjNTQUIOt9c/s72-c/DIHPorkchopExpressscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-2177914985086231132</id><published>2011-05-11T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:36:45.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aardcore Brony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Say WHAAAT? There's been a new My Little Pony series?! By Lauren Faust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BgIrAtMG2g/TGRsdWr_7wI/AAAAAAAAAR8/He57AZiFhFY/s320/MyLittlePony.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BgIrAtMG2g/TGRsdWr_7wI/AAAAAAAAAR8/He57AZiFhFY/s320/MyLittlePony.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just remembered this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"It's been made to my attention that My Little Pony had a redux/reimagining/reboot/reviv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;al? Yea... I had no idea until last night; and after taking a nap this afternoon I was compelled upon waking that I do something about this..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;-Aardcore 5/10/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;I've yet to sit down and watch anything past the first episode of this reinvented My Little Pony series... it's sugar coated sweetness is WAY too overwhelming for me to handle in a single sit down. I will admit though, it was still pretty awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6AUZJ8L3qk/TctN3nbRP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/TNnZZBlryXQ/s1600/AardcoreBronyscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6AUZJ8L3qk/TctN3nbRP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/TNnZZBlryXQ/s400/AardcoreBronyscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605659779064217538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-2177914985086231132?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/2177914985086231132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/aardcore-brony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/2177914985086231132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/2177914985086231132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/aardcore-brony.html' title='Aardcore Brony'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BgIrAtMG2g/TGRsdWr_7wI/AAAAAAAAAR8/He57AZiFhFY/s72-c/MyLittlePony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-2289505010427260330</id><published>2011-05-11T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:36:45.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUOU4qdztkU/TctFc3imkrI/AAAAAAAAACY/LskbEiVYthI/s1600/HavenBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUOU4qdztkU/TctFc3imkrI/AAAAAAAAACY/LskbEiVYthI/s400/HavenBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605650523440452274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever have that feeling of just wanting to seclude yourself? At home, somewhere, in your den, office, bedroom... some place you feel secure and just want to get away from it all and just keep to yourself?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea... I feel like I'm there most the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-txwFwGfObvA/TctFWjEYT9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lZlJRXuxdOg/s1600/Havenscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-txwFwGfObvA/TctFWjEYT9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lZlJRXuxdOg/s400/Havenscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605650414865764306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-2289505010427260330?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/2289505010427260330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/haven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/2289505010427260330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/2289505010427260330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/haven.html' title='Haven'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUOU4qdztkU/TctFc3imkrI/AAAAAAAAACY/LskbEiVYthI/s72-c/HavenBWscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-8716880783555181913</id><published>2011-05-08T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:07:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICgDzgAaJeE/Tcbb4CoqDjI/AAAAAAAAACI/rWQKAFzCAi0/s1600/Momentsscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICgDzgAaJeE/Tcbb4CoqDjI/AAAAAAAAACI/rWQKAFzCAi0/s400/Momentsscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604408542135717426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Been nearly 3 months since I'd really drawn anything and... I guess 4 times longer than that since I've posted in here? I can't even remember when the last entry was but I figure now a time as good as any to get back on track with a new fervor for catching up on artwork. Feels good to know all that wisdom I'd attained in art school hadn't dissipated or clear itself from my memory like a freshly formatted hard drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'd been told that artwork relies heavily on persistence; consistency and a self discipline involving painstaking elements of repetition. This is true in the fact that I've heard so many other artists, especially while I was in school. Now I'm not saying I'm a cut above other artists but perhaps an exception? Because I've gone... MONTHS without drawing at a time, not even doodling but rather getting caught up in swarms of other fancies that catch my attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;From video games, to work, to just plain old every day life-- things get in the way between me and my true calling yet when I return to that siren's wail of artwork; I find myself having lost nothing. Granted I will struggle for a bit but I've gone no more than maybe a week at the most and everything is back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Within these 3 months however, I took a glance at a load of unfinished work and admired the potential I'd put in them, reminding myself why I love what I do. I will be finishing these incomplete bodies of work to purge the demons of procrastination but ultimately to buckle down on getting back on track with everything and anything that needs touching up. I sometimes have to stop and take a look at what I've accomplished so far and I often forget I'd have done it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Art is neat like that sometimes, that as an artist, when you look at your own work; when you've put enough time, passion and work into, you... sometimes have to wonder "Wow! I did that?" And if you haven't gotten to that point yet, I truly feel sorry for you because while an artist can be their hardest critic, you should remember that you can (or must be) your biggest fan. We, as artists, typically don't make art for others... but for ourselves; and then people connect to the work directly without intention (or at least that's how I feel it goes). You don't find your audience, you make it. Much like literature "Write what you know," the same rule applies for art. "Draw/Paint/Sculpt/Illustrate what you know," and the rest will follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Don't cater to anyone (unless you find some means to benefit from it) and in the end you'll be a lot better off. At least I think so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9YgdJl8Hzo/Tcbb3wntTMI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q_apMgTzFAI/s1600/MomentsBWscaled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9YgdJl8Hzo/Tcbb3wntTMI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q_apMgTzFAI/s400/MomentsBWscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604408537299897538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-8716880783555181913?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/8716880783555181913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8716880783555181913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/8716880783555181913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2011/05/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICgDzgAaJeE/Tcbb4CoqDjI/AAAAAAAAACI/rWQKAFzCAi0/s72-c/Momentsscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-365864105255265358</id><published>2010-07-26T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:38:28.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Nomad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This is my entry to the Inspired By Images Of Eve Competition 2. More details and links to all entrants can be found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starfleetcomms.com/content/inspired_images_eve_competition_2" class="bb-url" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Starfleet Comms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/TE3ufHvfwaI/AAAAAAAAABo/Q3GqC0yjgDk/s1600/2010.07.01.21.58.04.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/TE3ufHvfwaI/AAAAAAAAABo/Q3GqC0yjgDk/s320/2010.07.01.21.58.04.preview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498312938510860706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;         &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So as I’m sitting here in this cockpit staring out into open space in mid-warp, I can’t help but wonder…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can warping technically be considered travelling without moving? … I’d like to think so…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Traversing from one system to another. From one end of the known galaxy to the other... you tend to forget just who you are and where you came from when all it all feels like there’s just no one who can relate; or oddly enough, they can, and is where the trouble begins. How many others out there &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;among the stars, despite being so far away, are yet closely aware of the evils Tranquility hides? Within every moon's shadow or lurking in the depths of some massive, wrecked ship of distant battle's past? Or behind some rock in an asteroid belt….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trust no one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Believe no one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Become no one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;This is why I fit myself tight within this ship, an Atron Class Gallente Interceptor Taranis, which I've named on its behalf: &lt;b&gt;Rogue66&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;That number itself is no unintended interval or magic number. It’s the number of ships I’ve flown in thus far, with this ship being my most recent, and yet I laugh to admit, my longest running outfit through the systems, #66. When you’re on your own you tend to learn some very harsh lessons… and after 65 previous lost ships, those lessons tend to stick no matter how much you try to repel them with pride, or optimism. Believe me, it’s not that I’m a bad pilot, or that I make poor decisions in my ship; it’s more like I make awful decisions (or have terribly bad luck) as a pilot when it comes to trusting who I believe I should, or could, trust… or believing 125mm auto cannons could have gotten the job done, but that’s beside the point and only happened once.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The point is that in Tranquility, there are a lot of capsuleers out there eager to make their mark, and about just as equal in numbers of whom would love to leave their mark on you. From miners to courier service fleetsmen, to pirates, mercenaries and vigilantes who believe they can make a difference in however method they feel they should fit in the niche of open ended possibilities. In one way or another, directly or indirectly, we’ve all had our run ins with these variable types. Some of them even mixing inbetween self-imposed occupations. A majority of these possibilities occur in corporations.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Yet at this point from what I’ve experienced I could care less for the politics, shoulder rubbing, sometimes bootlicking master &amp;amp; servant games that go on in some of these corporations, however many there may be and the inner workings of what they propose to be as I’ve had my fair share of those as well. I’m not saying they’re bad, I’m just saying there’s a bit of socializing involved that perhaps I’m just too uncomfortable with. After putting on a faux smile, strapping into some handed out frigate by said corporation to fight for their cause later to realize I was used as cannon fodder and that my trust into that corporation, which at first was bold and new, had become thrown out and used.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;I’m more than certain there are countless others out there who have felt this same pain of betrayal or overlooked security from others who should be there but never were, even, from the get go.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;So what does this have to do with my ship and I?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Well, lately Rogue66 has proved to be a bit of a surprise over the countless others which usually ended in grim demise. As of late, 66 has shown to be quite formidable despite being slow on the uptake… and by that I mean she’s not exactly the fastest thing on turbines but she’s deadly reliable. I’d only heard about Taranis interceptors here and there but the oddball circumstances and specs about them seemed to fit in my situation. I wanted something different, yet attractive… so that’s where her Gallente looks come in. I wanted something strong, but not dramatic… so I found out her armaments could pack a dragon kick to the chest, so to speak, of power under the right circumstances… I wanted to be alone… and oddly enough I have two Hobgoblin drones packed away in the drone bay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;After all the insurance money from all those lousy ships… after countless hours of jettison-canister mining &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in a Minmatar frigate class Burst... &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;salvaging wrecks and selling the parts… after being chased around and away by random pirates of all kinds, I’ve finally made it this far, to which I hope should be my last, my now, Rogue66.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I think it should be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Hm…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;66’s warp speed is pitching, we must be getting close to the other end of this tunnel by now. What a nice way to stop and reflect on what my purpose here in Tranquility should be…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;End the end I suppose it all doesn’t matter… and perhaps there already is someone, somewhere, out there having said what I just said. If that’s the case….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;Then why do I still feel like I’m the only one saying it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Microcosm much, I suppose…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;There’s something unfamiliar smudged or possibly squashed onto my windshield… best to clean that off next time I dock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;[Warping to Thiarer VII – Moon 4 Ammatar Fleet Assembly Plant prior to making dock attempt]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-365864105255265358?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/365864105255265358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2010/07/star-nomad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/365864105255265358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/365864105255265358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2010/07/star-nomad.html' title='Star Nomad'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/TE3ufHvfwaI/AAAAAAAAABo/Q3GqC0yjgDk/s72-c/2010.07.01.21.58.04.preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-9021438195115644390</id><published>2010-04-06T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:40:46.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/4th of the Year Out... or is it in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it still feels like I'm not getting anywhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rkutCWm9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/za2EhTDnqjk/s1600/JackVplus3wip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rkutCWm9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/za2EhTDnqjk/s320/JackVplus3wip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456925389527358418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rkVLm_HAI/AAAAAAAAABA/yAeC376N0mc/s1600/JackV%2B1scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rkVLm_HAI/AAAAAAAAABA/yAeC376N0mc/s320/JackV%2B1scaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456924951057472514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rjvtPhAQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nj-bPoCb_dM/s1600/JackV%2B1linesscaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rjvtPhAQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nj-bPoCb_dM/s320/JackV%2B1linesscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456924307250807042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've actually alot more work that needs to be pulled into here and I'll get around to that but for the most part I feel like I'm stuck in some sort of rut. Not really sure exactly what to make of anything these days; it's as if things just phase by me-- not to mention the weird dreams I've been having as of late... I won't get into what they were though. These drawings have nothing in particular with those night brought imaginings either; they're just reproductions (alot more of them in the works) by a particular, favorite artist of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll see alot more of these drawings surface as they happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-9021438195115644390?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/9021438195115644390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2010/04/14th-of-year-out-or-is-it-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/9021438195115644390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/9021438195115644390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2010/04/14th-of-year-out-or-is-it-in.html' title='1/4th of the Year Out... or is it in?'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/S7rkutCWm9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/za2EhTDnqjk/s72-c/JackVplus3wip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-574746006772204455</id><published>2009-12-23T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:18:52.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preparations'/><title type='text'>2010 will be what 2009 should've.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/SzMGntueQzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/TdFWZQ6dFrM/s1600-h/LDRtestpagesscaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/SzMGntueQzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/TdFWZQ6dFrM/s320/LDRtestpagesscaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418682056016020274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been digging around in the old noggin', reaching deep within the recesses of imagination for this and I feel like it's about time it's come to form. I won't get into any major details of what's in store and presented before you except that it's a sneak peek into what I'll be working on amongst other projects this coming 2010.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've a good feeling about this coming year and ready to put this one behind though some great things happened this 2009. I will miss how it was one of my better years, adding into how it was the Year of the Ox according to the Chinese Zodiac so that was pretty neat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However not all things came to fruition with what I hoped 2009 to be, yet somehow, I feel as though 2010 will be something to make up for all its shortcomings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Success? Finally getting some authentic work of my own put out and possibly published? Will I finally acquire that body of a Chippendale's dancer? Who knows?! I sure don't but I'm ready to take another whack at the journey towards said success. I might not hit all the right notes but 2010 is gonna be one exciting year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-574746006772204455?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/574746006772204455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-will-be-what-2009-shouldve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/574746006772204455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/574746006772204455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-will-be-what-2009-shouldve.html' title='2010 will be what 2009 should&apos;ve.'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/SzMGntueQzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/TdFWZQ6dFrM/s72-c/LDRtestpagesscaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185755674251392589.post-739689074461318631</id><published>2009-12-14T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:09:55.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Begun</title><content type='html'>Let's keep it safe, let's keep it simple. Aardcore's Dojo is up and running with a very small hint of minimal running at'cha. Dag, son. It has begun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, it's come to my attention that this isn't the alias name I wanted to associate my blogspot with. Apparently, &lt;a href="http://aardcore.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aardcore.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; is already taken so having to put a zero, hence the Aardc0re looking alias had to be used. I could have done something like AardcoreDojo.blogspot I guess, but... ya know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That wouldn't have been fly by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sir, not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185755674251392589-739689074461318631?l=aardc0re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/feeds/739689074461318631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/739689074461318631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185755674251392589/posts/default/739689074461318631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aardc0re.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-begun.html' title='It Has Begun'/><author><name>Aardcore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17605996845345310063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4JIEFIvk18/Sya4V5dysdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hWSHYuhe7H4/S220/Goombalore.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
