Beautiful Girls...and the bleeding effect.

I christen her: Garance! yaaay

Some things I drew on Jan 2. :) Also...a song!

Gabi Goes Gaming Comics~

Since it's the new year...let's start this thing right by showing you a new thing!!

tadaaaaaahhhhhhh...

I don't know how to post stuff in a segregated manner in a blog yet...I have a lot of studying to do for HTML code...hopefully this year I'll have the courage and determination to do so. Haha!

Anyway, for now I guess we have to settle in burst posts. I'll try to make comics every week because gaming is fun. Hah! Anyway...here's what I've managed to fart out so far:

Still working on making it cleaned up or by webcomic standards "polished" ...which is hard for me...since I like it done fast to capture the idea. But yeah...we'll get there.

Hope you guys like it. :) Babaiiyoooo~

Oh look! A Post!!!

korni ko. makuryente na sana ako ng gumana naman brain cells ko. hahaha. I gots this photo somewhere in google images.

[AUGUST 27]
I'm amazed I even managed to NOT wait a month before updating anything. Tumblr has ruined my attention span...srsly.

So...hello.

I'm a little proud. Little. Chos. I'm proud to say I'm sorta, kinda..maybe getting things in my life together now.

[EDIT/UPDATE:]
Apparently not...since I just said all those stuff because I finished a sketchbook. Right now, as I update this post...which is September 14, my life is still a mess, I'm unemployed, emotionally unstable still and just...lost.

That's it. Lost.

I have nothing else to add to that.

Here are some of the stuff I made the past few days I was gone. All of them are in tumblr. I got eaten alive by that place. Blogspot...save me...I need this.

AUGUST:

SEPTEMBER so far:

Well...thank God for SnK. It somehow got me out of a rut. @___@ Haha! Yaaay.

HeartBreak

thinking of a story idea....hmhmhm

Bridge Burn by Little Comets

The shore, the shore, it is a metaphor
for every moment that has ever passed between them
the way, the rays, repeat upon her face
It’s their monotony, she says, We need to bridge burn…

We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn

Shukran! Shukran!, he whispers to her hands,
and sees his future in the beach outstretched before them
the way, the waves, wash empty words away
is opportunity, he nods, We need to bridge burn…

We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn

But I could tell you that it means so much
to look in your eyes, to look in your eyes
and I could tell you that it‘s not a crutch
to look in your eyes, to look in your eyes

We need to bridge burn, bridge burn

So now her heart, a mirror from the start
evacuates the empty space that grew between them
he holds, her near, the sun a souvenir
a final time to reminisce before they bridge burn

We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn
We need to bridge burn

We need to bridge burn, bridge burn

understanding how celebrities feel

One sunny Sunday lunchdate with my church friends at KFC...some nursing student dude went up to our table and asked me if he could take a picture with me. It took me off guard and all I can do was say yes. I don't know what happened or why would a guy even want to have a picture taken with me in it...but it's the most flattering, self-confidence boosting thing that has ever happened to my life. Now I know what celebrities feel like. Hahaha. It must be the hair.

Nah, actually it was God's doing. I was ranting to Him the other night about how I just want to know if I'm worth something at all in the attraction/romance aspect of things. In short, I just want to be appreciated by a guy....since that rarely ever happens without me trying. I was never really confident with how I see or carry myself so...yeah...but God just knows what to do to let you know how special you are. :)

In other news! Here's another attempt at comics...this time it's a bit more personal since it's about my views on baptism and such...it's just a rough work of sorts...so maybe you won't get it.

Mark 1:9-13

I drew it on my planner...so it's a bit messed up. LOL. Anyway...yeah that's all for now! :)

We Don't Have it All

Inspired by Mr. Boulet's website. I got it from Mr. Keith Ikeda-Barry who's also a participant in the 30 Days Project!

This is really not much...but I guess I could entertain you with a little rant I have about this whole 'moving on' project I decided to sign up for:

Sometimes I feel that it's such a heavy task that it seems impossible to attain. I remember my first heartbreak...and it took me two years, and one god-awful-online-relationship-that-lasted-three-months-which-just-made-things-worse just to move on and learn my lesson. It felt like forever.

And once again...it feels like forever. With an additional nagging feeling that I'm making another impending mistake in the horizon...(that I never wish will happen....I really don't.)

If indeed there are reincarnations...I'd love to be reincarnated to an inanimate object. Perhaps they don't have feelings...and their sole responsibility is to be a rock that's meant to cut off someone's arm a' la 127 hours style. Right now, emotions are a big deal of pain in my life. Even the littlest of pleasures eventually depress me. I don't know why...or maybe I do know why. It's probably my fear of loss, or my sense of denial over feelings of grief....who knows right? Probably both.

It's funny that I'm heartbroken because I realize that it's pointless to chase after the wind, not because someone deliberately broke my heart. In a sense, I broke my own heart for letting myself "like/love" someone to a pointless, foreveralone-esque degree.

Anyway...yeah. I just want to be the wind. Floating around, making people smile or pissed with the gusts I make and not being aware of it because I'm comprised of atoms that buzz around to make air.

...who or what moves those atoms in such a way that it can take off roofs or entire houses on a strong monsoon season? Is the atomic/molecular activity so strong that it just deliberately forms itself into a raging storm? God knows.

Too bad, because like the mysterious activity of the wind currents...God won't explain to me why I feel this way and not some other way instead. Oh the struggles of practicing one's faith and being human and sane.

Usapang Maganda 2012 Moments

Just some of the things you'll witness if ever you're with the WIPster gang. :)

OJT junk.

Some work I did for my On the Job Training class back when I was still in college. Bad memories really, but these are the works I'm most fond of during those days.

Aside from that, since I got into some depressing fits last year around the same period as now (August to November)...I ended up doing some risky things that almost cost me my college degree. But God is good always, and he provided me with a way out from the graves I dug for myself. And here's one of the blessings that saved my college life:

Commission/Sideline gigs that a college friend offered me to do. I was so depressed then, and I was quiet-emo-ishly making sad, dark illustrations with serious linework in one classroom, and that college friend of mine saw me drawing. He gasped, picked up the paper I was working on and asked his friend immediately if I could draw some designs for their t-shirt print business. He was willing to pay me in advance for the whole shebang. And let me tell you, that payment...though i never got the second half... saved my sad butt from the registration office fee. Hahaha. Here's their awesome Facebook Page.

And here's some comic thing I did for another class. History I think...I colored it traditionally with watercolors but I never got the chance to get them back again...all I have are the roughs. So here they are. I think it's about Rizal...an artwork dedicated to anything about him...or basically describes him in a way...haha oh well...enough talk more show:

That's all for now. It's just fun to reminisce sometimes. Plus the fact that I really dont have anything to post as of late....so...yeah. Heheh. I hope you liked them as much as I am laughing at them now and how a year has already passed. It feels freaky sometimes, especially when you think about how you were doing the things you were doing just over a year ago.

If ever there was anything I'm futzing about lately...then this is probably it:

drawing couples. hahaha!

I just laughed at one of Mommy Dionisia's dresses. I swear it's a lobster dress!