Female. 18. Slovenia.
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On a scale of 1 to 10 I have -25 understanding of human anatomy.

On a scale of 1 to 10 I have -25 understanding of human anatomy.

YOU DO NOT TEXT YOUR FRIENDS WHILE BOROMIR IS DYING, LOTR 101 guys.
Does anybody have any nice ideas on how to make a hair accessory out of some old deer vertabrae I got lying around?

I’d really like to wear some of the bones I own, rather than just let them gather dust, since I got too many.

The heartwarming things you stumble upon when trying to master After Effects:

After using the clone stamp tool on almost every frame of a video and making about 13 layers of only that effect, I finally realize that there is a Clone Source Position parameter that can be animated through time. Just, wow. No time wasted on changing the source with new layers, at all!

Anxiety mingled with slight depression is so great, I am having so much fun right now.

My mom just asked me how would kissing my boyfriend or girlfriend work out, since I have a lip piercing.

Girlfriend, though.

Girlfriend.


I really wasn’t expecting that from my prejudiced mother. Not like I mind or anything. Actually, I think I almost liked her for a moment.

This is what I do during boring classes - I set up a “rule” where I have to draw a portrait quicker than usual after every other page of random doodles.

Well, my scanner is shit. 1/10 portraits done. My hand hurts.

Well, my scanner is shit.
1/10 portraits done. My hand hurts.

I just calibrated my monitor settings with a nifty thingy you hang on the screen and it measures the ambient light and adjusts the settings according to that and … everything I ever thought looked decent on my screen was a LIE.
My settings were set to like, Eskimo cool or something. Now when I look at retouched pictures they’re all way too yellow and saturated and just look like shit. I think I’ll have to recolor half of my stuff.

To think other people actually saw my art the way I do mine now. I feel terrible.