A story indeed, that perhaps calls for a wall-o-text, and considering I've just gotten home from a graveyard, I will save you that wall-o-text for when I've woken up from my slumber :B Just make a reply to remind me haha.
Certainly you remember Radiopooh, from dA? He had comissioned me to vexel a portrait of him, and God bless his soul, how I do hate to speak ill of the deceased, he was a perverted man. (At least towards me. I recall being in a skype call with a few dA folk, and him being one of him. He was /too/ excited upon my mentioning that I was 18.) So yeah, his portrait being up in my photoshop for long amounts of time was not desired -- however, he did already pay me and I put it off for far to long.
I went to work on it, but stopped because I was hungry. OF COURSE, Nothing to eat, as per usual, except a back of frozen okra in the freezer. I began heating the oil, then, like a dumbass, I went to continue on my commissioned vexel. I didn't quite realize how quickly time passes when you do stuff like that. I smelled something wretched, so I headed to the kitchen and well.. there was an uproar of flames all the way from the stove through the roof. I was home alone, so yanno, I panicked and cried for a minute before grabbing the phone.
Worst 3-4 months of my life, waiting on our house to be rebuilt. Going from the good side of town to cracktown, not exactly my idea of fantastic haha.
Long story short, Radiopooh burned my house down :0
I don't know that name off hand....but I'm not so great with screen names. I didn't know that you were that young..you have very good typing and communicating skills. Not to condescend, but as a writer, i value that. Grease fires can do that...I recall my mother doing something similar when I was a child....then Out came the extinguisher! haha my father never let her live that down.
I did not know that he had passed. How strange it is to know people in a way, about their lives, and to then hear, through email or whatever that they've passed on....Its very easy to forget that there's a living, breathing soul on the other end of the screen....
I appreciate you noticing my vocabulary! I do not find that condescending whatsoever, for I rather value one who takes notice to correctness in grammar, spelling and punctuation. It's always been something I've most-enjoyed since childhood. I'm 20 now, but sometimes people through the web still think that's weird or young or whatever.
My family has had a grease-fire before, both of my parents got 3rd degree burns in the act of putting it out -_- (Hello, mom, we don't put WATER on a grease fire. And dad, c'mon, that goddamn pan is HOT!) but luckily, it didn't cause quite the same amount of damage.
You know, I agree, it IS strange. I didn't know him all too well, but I communicated with him quite often -- after a long hiatus on dA, I received a comment on the portrait I did of him and that's when I saw that he had passed. Although it is both common, and inevitable, death, to me, is something I will never comprehend...
I appreciate you putting up with my wall-o-texts! You have such conversation-engaging responses.
Thanks for your response...I kind of hate to do this in your artwork, feel free to delete if you like. :) that adrenaline rush sometimes skews our thinking...I know I've done some things that were very questionable when I thought the world was ending. lol.
I don't really mind >.> If we can discuss death because a piece influenced it, then it's alright in my book.
Y'know, if I were to somehow know 100% for certain that the world was going to end tomorrow, I would be, by far, the least sober person you have ever met. I've never done a psychedelic, why not try 'em all =D
Wow...never have I thought about it that way, but true you are! I'd never otherwise experiment with them (something about tripping for SEVERAL hours on end rubs me the wrong way)....well, except for DMT. I'd be down with DMT if DMT agreed with my wallet.
A good friend of mine who trips... seriously, weekly. I'll send him a fb message "Sup" and it'll be shrooms, dmt, lsd or something else that's equally as crazy. He's spoke so many good things about DMT, how it is spiritual, otherworldly and life-changing -- and how for him, trips last 5-10 minutes, and afterwords, he is perfectly capable of real life. Seems like a dream drug to me, other than the fact that.. it's a kick in the pants price-wise.