Plights of a Furry (con)Artist
My heart is sore, so i implore of my art i really wish i could do more. i'm on the floor, the one i adore has just got up and walked out the door.
My Lie-On Valentine. Chapter One.
“he’s in my art class.” law just mumbled, not looking at the feline who he was sure was still watching him from the corner of his eye. “you still taking that?” brett sounded more surprised by that fact than he met someone in it.
Promise's to a Friend Chapter 2
Oh, and quickly check my art page, i left you a little something" he added with another chuckle. "ok, bye dan, i'll see you soon, and i will" whispered silver.
Your Name Ch. II - You Killed Me
Once my art skills improve i plan on making this into a full grayscale comic; more information about that will come out when i feel i'm ready to draw. don't worry, it will be free and available on sofurry and furaffinity once it comes out.
Crossroads - Zack: Chapter 15
Actually, i'm more into my art classes than pe, to be honest." "charlie, are you in any art classes?" asked geoff.
Bright Eyes Never Die
I don't really show my friends my art." "why not?" ares said with a slightly confused look on his face. "eh... i draw more for expression rather than too look good." she said, looking downwards. "can i see?" he replied hopefully.
So Facebook is turning into a Dumpster fire.... (Edit/Followup)
Revenge and such, because when the owner of a group or fb page is penalized, the people associated with them is too, aka admins mods etc even if they wasnt the one to post or cause it (_correct me if wrong on the group thing since i experienced it with my art
The Artful Dodger
What good is my art if i can't paint a sun in any of the right damn colors?" he sighed. "it's not like anybody gives a shit about art anymore, anyway."
The Stray Cat, Ch. 7
And most of all, wishing to learn my art to avenge those you care about." it dawned on me that i had been selfish in asking him so much. it was already more than generous of the old fur to let me hide out and mooch off his food.
Chapter 9
"i should study for my art class," freddy said, throwing his bag on the couch, "mind if i borrow your desk?" "go ahead," bonnie shrugged, "i ain't usin' it." freddy pulled out a few sheets of paper and sat at bonnie's desk.
Proxy and Molly: Goodbye (4)
"okay, my phone died so i couldn't text back, the rabbit is a girl from my art class named jenna and she invited me to have dinner with her, and finally, she kissed me i didn't kiss her back and made it very clear i wasn't interested because i had you."
Is this poetry? I'm unsure.
So long ago my art history professor asked the class why does one make art? my response is engraved into my very soul deeply and clearly. i raised my hand and answered "to be understood."