you'll be the death of me.

i'm painting again...though not up to par how i was in school. not sure where this is coming from, maybe i missed the calming, laborious build-up of layers of color.
i still like throwing flashy colors on things in digital, but something about this treatment appeals to a different side of the brain.

...."i'd buy that for a dollar!"

dear robocop,
you exposed me to so much ultra-violence in my formative years. i thought you were so neat: your gun-compartment leg, your cybernetic creepy bald forehead, the cool thump sound you make when you awkwardly lumber around.
anyways, i might do more "robots i've loved" illios...there maybe a terminator, R2-D2, or Johnney 5 in my future.

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