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Sunday, May 8, 2005

4:01AM - Your opinion please

What is your honest opinion of this banner?

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I'm looking for constructive criticism from a design standpoint, not really about my photography.


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Thursday, January 15, 2004

5:28PM - more drawings

These are the main characters for a comic I'm working on.
Eien & Tenchi
Any comments are appreciated.


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Monday, September 15, 2003


Ok so our english teacher gave us a list of 30 things and we had too choose one...and we had to write in first person being that object..she said try not saying what you are directy..so what am i ? inut appreciated

I was enjoying my sleep when my master, Billy Bob the plumber, came home, grabbed a beer and started to push my buttons. Now, if you belonged to my species, you would know how much we dislike it when people push our buttons. However, if I decided to piss him off and be disfunctional, he'd take me to the place I dislike most. The place where they take a look at my insides and perform surgery until I am functioning again. I really don't like the thought of being cut up so I'm a good little Panasonic. When Billy Bob gets home from work, his two favorite sitcoms are on. Full House and Saved by the Bell. Billy Bob can never decide between the two so he spends his whole time surfing. That gets really irritating because I end up missing all the good parts and never know what happens which gets me confused in future episodes because I don't know if Screech finally found a girfriend. Boy do I love Screech. Its brains like his that make brains like mine. I guess its not always a miss though because sometimes I'm saved by the VHS. Once in a while, when Billy Bob isn't lazy, he'll tape one show while he watches the other. That way I never miss anything which makes me happy. The only thing I dislike about it is that Mr.VCR sits on my head and he's not the lightest thing around so sometimes I get bad headaches. That sometimes causes colorful stripes and a loud beeping noise to appear on the screen which Billy Bob views and it ends up giving him a headache also so then he just pushes my big red button and puts me to sleep. All that wouldn't happen if he got one of them contraptions that play those round shiny things with holes in the middle. My friends told me they're nice and light but I don't think Billy can afford one working as a plumber. Too bad.

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Monday, September 1, 2003

2:00PM - Drawings

Hello, I haven't been around for a while, but I just posted a couple of new pictures, and I'd love to get some feedback.
An unfinished piece: Connected
and a quick cartoony-drawing: Artificial Wind

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Sunday, August 24, 2003

5:38PM - A self portrait..

A drawing I just did.. and a close up

I'm not too sure about it.. but it's the first realistic body that I've drawn, I think.. so it's pretty good. It seems a bit too square in the curves. Oh well, enjoy :)

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Wednesday, August 20, 2003

3:56PM - A collage of myself

All comments and opinions gracefully accepted :)

Current mood: blah
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Saturday, May 24, 2003

2:32AM - Don't pray for me.....I'm already dead.

Bleak midwinter

And snow lies all around

My heart is cold and empty

And I long to walk on the hot sand

With the sun burning my body

And my love close at hand

Will you ever return?

Or will I always live in bleak midwinter

Send me word of where you are

Have you found a new love?

Have you moved on to someone new?

I am still in a frozen state

Stuck rigid where you left me

Unable to move on

One kiss would thaw my bones

One moment of bliss would unfreeze my toes

I would follow you to the ends of the earth

But my feet are frozen to the ground

And all around there is no sound

In this frozen wilderness

I will live forever

Suspended in time

A monument to discarded love

Current mood: lonely
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Wednesday, May 21, 2003

1:40AM - Close your eyes, and count to ten. When you wake....I'll be dead

My heart is torn and cannot be mended
My thoughts that roam my mind are no longer splendid
To love is to hate and to hate is to love
To that special four letter word I will push and shove
My breathing is weak and I cannot see
Your face is there when I drop to my knee
Let it have me now...
..Blood drips from my brow
Taste the hate and feel how it is warm
It welcomes well in its form
My heart is torn and cold inside
It rips open and lets forth a dark blooded tide
It is "love" that has caused all this trouble
And it is"love" that has made hate in my heart double
If this word causes so much pain
For this word why do others seek and try to gain?

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Tuesday, May 6, 2003

4:24PM - words, words, words, long word, more words.

I would like to welcome any new members that I've neglected to over the past few weeks. I've been sick, and unable to use my computer. As promised to a friend, heres something new from me:

you used to walk beside me
(echoing my footsteps)
but now only emptiness matches my stride

a knot of raveled emotions
tangled beyond recognition
far past salvation

a book bound by tears
words blur together to form shapes
defined in amorphous terms

a saviour anxiously awaited
never to announce herself
in any perceivable arrangement

hints and glimpses; fleeting images
past the unseen barrier
the illusive dream remains.

Current mood: blank
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Wednesday, April 30, 2003

10:20PM - Connected

Hello folks.
This is a just a little sketch. Any comments are appreciated.

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Monday, April 28, 2003


My first drawing for my new series, The Human: Foreign To Evolution. Feedback more than welcome, Thank you.. And Rock On!

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Tuesday, April 22, 2003


Mangled Veins of Life

Reaching back,
Past the flowering,
Overgrown and mangled,
Vines, full of prickles and thorns,
Of your past.

You must bleed,
But, please, stop, admire the beauty.
Kind of deluding,
That sweet, seductive scent.
Devouring your future.

Do not, do not journey back,
Into the vine, submerging yourself,
Completely in the thorns of death.
Do not get captured by that,
Which you have already lived,
Seduced by the alluring safety.

If you venture into the vine,
You will surely become lost,
And merely fall into the maze,
The muse of the,
Downward spiral.

If you do however, wish to venture back,
Break your hands, your feet too,
Break your heart, mind and soul,
All that there is of you.
Remember all that you have experienced.
Go back to the point, just before,
You started to live your life,
And start again.
Live another life, with your experience,
Of life, held deep within,
Your gaping wounds.

I warn you now:
The prickles, will only prick,
The thorns, thorns of doom,
The mangled vines, the muse of the downward spiral,
The past, pain.

If not delighted, by painful delights,
Do not be deluded, seduced or become secluded.


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5:09AM - Black and White Photo Portrait

Hey, I decided to make a portrait of myself (inside and outside) with photos. I hope you like it, please tell me what you think because it has got to be one of the longest that I've worked on a piece of art in the last few years. Dying to know people's opinions. I thought that I shouldn't use too many words with them, so I've chosen one word for each pic. Tell me what you think of this too, I might add a poem or a line or two to each one.


Current mood: sad
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Sunday, April 20, 2003

8:08PM - help:new versions suck.

Okay, Im new... Wooo go me... Lol. Anyway I need some help... and I ealready looked in the FAQ section and I am def. not as much of a computer person so I dont have a clue.... Anyway how does everyone post there pictures and stuff into the journal entry because the way I use to doesnt work anymore and I have some awsome things to share... What does everyone use for their free web space for pictures? HELP

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Monday, April 21, 2003


The Unseen.

I stand here,
On the edge.
The other side,
Remains unseen.

I stand here.
I do not know,
Should I fear?
Or, cry a tear?

I stand here,
Looking out,
Over at the otherside,
At the unseen.

I stand here,
With nothing to fear,
No blood in the tear,
For the void is unseen.

I stand here,
I cry,
Wonder why.

So much harder to face the truth, when it is unseen.


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Saturday, April 19, 2003


Ok as promised another story by me. This one is longer than the first and as always I would adore both comments and critiques!


LamentCollapse )

Current mood: calm
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Sunday, April 20, 2003


Hey.. This'll be my first entry here, so please read it and tell me what you think.

The human race being too weak to handle the true reality of the world, anarchy, propose a god, an ultimate power which none can bring down. They create a new reality that is safer and easier for them, blinding themselves and their followers from the truth. "God" spews forth the words that the leaders wish to hear. Concepts of "Good" and "Bad" are invented, laws are put into place. It is a complete contradiction of the true reality. Darwin's theory of Natural Evolution is reversed, the weakest take control and continue on, the strongest turn to self destruction. Religion will die young and anarchy will reign supreme as it should.

Rock On!

Current mood: discontent
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Friday, April 18, 2003

4:40AM - "Who are you sir". "I'm the butler". "And what do you do exactly". "I butle".

Can't sleep, more for you to ignore:

I don't know who I am
Or where I have been
The past seems so faraway
Yet it's in my mind
Hunting ever-new step I make

I can't go forward
And I won't go back
So there is only one thing I can do
Is go down
Down into the depth of my soul

It's not so bad
The pain I feel
New obsessions so deep
But not deep enough

I never dreamed
My life would be this way
So I'll take it back
And bring it to the other side
Where mirrors are broken
And the soul shattered

It ends the same
I cut one more time
To know what it feels
So I can feel again.

Current mood: scared
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Thursday, April 17, 2003

11:34AM - Hope your alright, it's been rough for me.

"in death we are one"
dainty steps
on the sharp points
of wrought iron gates.
wings of stone angles beating
my black heart to the sky.
hold my hand as I fall
into you
and cradle my head
twisting your ivy fingers
through my hair
your arms like a tomb
hold me in sleep
as I drag you
towards my endless rest
where I will keep you
as the sweetest dream.

Current mood: sick
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Wednesday, April 16, 2003


Ok...a while ago i made a person by cutting up different body parts from magazines and making a new person...she's holding a microphone and i wanted to add some writing on it...these are my ideas so far
a)beauty is in the eye of the beholder
b)image is nothing, talent is everything (i think this is also sutable cuz i hate how all those stupid shows like all american girl have all this pretty girls but they're so dumb and stuff)
c)none of the above
...your opinions are greatly appreciated..thanx

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