POST YOUR ARTWORK HERE!!!

i think it's tight. try to work on your edges cuz their a bit choppy and not really clean. love the concept though, wicked interesting!
 
threw this together today

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Some of my most recents.

Pencil and sharpie

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Sharpie

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And my desk I did in sharpie. From top to bottom it's about 3 1/2 feet tall.

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Would anyone be interested in me setting up a Artwork trading thread or cult? The reason being is NS has some sick artists and I like collecting art as much as making it, so why not set up a thread for people to trade their art among other artists, and collect art from fellow NS members.
 
i would def be interested, i'm working on a biggie portrait right now i could use for it right now, 2 feet by 2 feet pretty much
 
haven't written anything in a while.... threw this one down for fun. more rap influenced, whatever.

there are times when i think i've moved beyond the past

i forfeit my conscience every time that i relapse

i pop pills and chase black my mind trips i fade back

the youth we've been used to has grown up to blow stacks

hand me the broad axe i chop em like i burn hash

hot knives we roll flat got more bass than low pass

and now i'm back

sometimes i worry i'm not cut out for this shit

straight-edged white collar motherfuckers say "i earned this shit"

big names run their mouths like they never even asked for it

and i could care less but did they really work for it?

i'm passed all this

but we're stuck on the mystery

of why coked up fiends get to live life lavishly

teenage kids on the streets pushing speed

and still no retirement for the elderly

sometimes i don't know why i feel this way

cause kids these days make misery a commonplace

self-medicated by demand they supply

we'll be drowned in styrofoam till the day that we die

some stay in highschool and others make it out

it's like they've lost a piece of them the day they settle down

i find it hard to understand

so i speak from the comfort of a sudden sleight of hand

i speak for the voiceless, i speak for the condemned

i speak for the hopeless and i speak for you and them

cause wisdom ain't age it's the other way around

and it won't get you lifted it'll keep you on the ground

 
two in one night.... love it when i get inspired like this

the rain poured down but we never ever turned around

she wouldn't stop walking she kept her eyes on the ground

i once knew a girl but she struggled to be strong

her smile shined brighter whenever i was gone

she gave up walking for a gram every night

she swore she was better so i taught myself to write

i picked up a pen in order to escape

from the memories of walking with her down by the lake

i was only sixteen and i didn't care less

i went to private school and i thought that i was blessed

the mind plays tricks so that we forget the past

but if i had one choice i know i would go back

you see life moves fast don't you let it pass you by

i've seen too many people who give up before they die

i taught myself to run but i've never learned to hide

so i'm stuck between lines until the ink runs dry

if i could change a life with some simple advice

i'd say do the things you love and don't ever question twice

the things we say we own will eventually control us

coursing through our veins till we crumble into dust

but if the person you become ain't the one you'd like to meet

shake his hand politely and then turn away to leave

destiny don't take numbers and it ain't your turn in line

so rewrite your story or try to learn from mine

 
IGNORE THAT POST HERES THE WHOLE THING...

yo i once knew a girl she struggle with depression

her mind fought daily but she never could suppress it

yeah i once knew a girl she liked to be alone

they made fun of her at school so she stayed in bed at home

i knew the nights would haunt her so i called her on the phone

thinking i could make a difference through the changes in my tone

i fell in love with a girl and we used to sneak out

we walked on the train tracks and questioned useless doubts

the rain poured down but we never ever turned around

she wouldn't stop walking she kept her eyes on the ground

i once knew a girl but she struggled to be strong

her smile shined brighter whenever i was gone

she gave up walking for a gram every night

she swore she was better so i taught myself to write

i picked up a pen in order to escape

from the memories of walking with her down by the lake

i was only sixteen and i didn't care less

i went to private school and i thought that i was blessed

the mind plays tricks so that we forget the past

but if i had one choice i know i would go back

you see life moves fast don't you let it pass you by

i've seen too many people who give up before they die

i taught myself to run but i've never learned to hide

so i'm stuck between lines until the ink runs dry

if i could change a life with some simple advice

i'd say do the things you love and don't ever question twice

the things we say we own will eventually control us

coursing through our veins till we crumble into dust

but if the person you become ain't the one you'd like to meet

shake his hand politely and then turn away to leave

destiny don't take numbers and it ain't your turn in line

so rewrite your story or try to learn from mine

 
yeah it's not, this was a rough cut. i'll post up the final version that hopefully makes it to Ts
 
i grew up in the suburbs but i lived on the streets

where the land bleeds black and the rivers run bleach

smoke pours from our lips but we've forgotten how to speak

these cats make dirty money corporations starve the weak

record deals tossed in the mud

kids pushing meth in their blood just for fun

i don't have to see it all to know the lies we running from

don't expect to make a difference cause i don't even own a gun

i grew up in the suburbs but i lived through the beat

of a city on the shore that bled out into the street

the drilling in the ocean fueled our life crushing addiction

so we sell ourselves to one way trips on gas and cheap commission

flames from the west bring the sky to our doorsteps

we slash and we burn till we're up to our chests

we're slaves to the images in which they don't portray us

we kneel before the faces of the people who betray us

well you know it's gone too far when the actors who play us

are looking through the eyes of all the people who hate us

yeah i grew up in a world that won't make it through the night

the cold'll bite your tongue off and the wind blows out of spite

so naturally kids have learned to make it out on their own

with suicide an option most would rather just get stoned

yo i don't see a change no bend in the creek

the rivers dried up the city ain't been sober in a week

one week passes two years go by

we've listened to the politicians always asking why

why did it fail and who's the one to blame

but it's all a sick joke, we would kill for the fame

the story goes on but it's losing mass appeal

the number one concern is how to find a meal

the phone rings off the line it's a call from the past

but we tore out the roots and sold our fate for some gas

i guess thats where the story ends wishing we could go back

while the curtain drops down and the screen fades to black

 
Thatlast one kinda disturbs me Oo

Really like the others though! I need to get my lazy ass up and start something new too... Just really don't feel like it at the moment :(
 
@Patk

I really like that, love the sort of dark messy look you have going on there. Very nice style.

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I finally finished young Stalin:

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I just finished a mini project I call "Peacefighters"

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All are drawn by hand and the scanned and colorized in Gimp.

Can I get some feedback?
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I'm not sure what the gimp color selecting interface is, but when your doing a monohrome kind of thing like that I would pick my hue, then only adjust the brightness and saturation. It'll give you a more harmonious color palette
 
recently started getting into watercolor, so here's my first attempt.653650.jpeg

the black ink I made myself with a grinding stone and water.

also figured I would post this here instead of getting torn apart in NSG. I drew this up and I'm getting it tattooed on my forearm.

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*sorry for sideways pics
 
I like the idea but I would seriously recommend having that redrawn or overwork it in PS. If its going to be on display forever, you might want it to look more clean and realistic. Just my 2 cents.
 
Oh yeah I'm not putting that exact drawing on my arm. I'm having it redrawn so it's something I'll want to be on there forever
 
Yeah I'm definitely not getting it done at some sketchy little shop. If it's going on there for good I'm making sure it's perfect.
 
Haven't taken and photos in a long time really, but I shot this one over the weekend and I'm pretty pleased with it.

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