My American Eye...
My American Eye...
My American Eye... by kohaku_theblackwolf
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Description
Ok ok, first of all, I AM aware that I can't draw bodies or breasts at all, so please don't say shoot about it... I know its just constructive critism (is that what It called...?) and whatnot, but yea... <br />
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ANYWAYS, I gotta Otep CD, and this is what it said on the inside. I thought it was cool, and I wanted to draw something for it. I couldn't think of anything. I would like to redo it, and think of a better picture to go with it. I hate the way I CGed it. I wanna get better. Tips and Tricks anyone??<br />
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Enjoy!
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ANYWAYS, I gotta Otep CD, and this is what it said on the inside. I thought it was cool, and I wanted to draw something for it. I couldn't think of anything. I would like to redo it, and think of a better picture to go with it. I hate the way I CGed it. I wanna get better. Tips and Tricks anyone??<br />
<br />
Enjoy!
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Category Anime/Manga » - Original art » Characters (Female)
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Category Anime/Manga » - Original art » Characters (Female)
Date Submitted
Views 1270
Favorites... 1
Vote Score 0
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keera_punked_out on December 30, 2005, 2:54:27 PM
I like the way her body came out, except her feet. I never like feet. Her upper breast looks funny.
kohaku_theblackwolf on June 30, 2005, 1:40:28 AM
ok, if you can't read it, it says:
my american eye weeps in verse... speaks in vision... and worships the sweet, sweet cancer of your dream-machine. shotgun church. its lashes are strange reptiles. the retinas ar wicked, devouring, and wild. feasting on the worl. all the lov and death, fear and violence... my american eye sees all... and softly prays for blindness...
my american eye weeps in verse... speaks in vision... and worships the sweet, sweet cancer of your dream-machine. shotgun church. its lashes are strange reptiles. the retinas ar wicked, devouring, and wild. feasting on the worl. all the lov and death, fear and violence... my american eye sees all... and softly prays for blindness...