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Dream 3-28-10: Froggy and Hugo the Clown

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , on March 28, 2010 by Sahkmet

Dream 3-28-10

That night I had two dreams. Both vivid and definitely interesting.

The first dream was, well, I don’t remember much. I was in a large vintage warehouse. Whereupon I discovered another version of my one-of-a-kind toy Froggy! Surprised as I was it had the tags still attached. We then went inside a documentary about the creator, who looked like Wilkes Booth. Turns out Froggy was a stuffed-frog toy franchise that also had Froggy with a wife and two kids, all coming with yellow clothing in the 80’s…though the pictures and stuff weren’t…80’s…more like the squirrel puppet franchise my grandma has, from the 60’s. Soon the dream took a darker turn out in a warped version of our yard in small scale surrounded by dark red fence. There were these gothic boy twins and something about them possessing people…they were dressed, well, Victorian young-boy gothic. It made me think of that ASoUE movie.

I woke up after that, seeing it was 8:27. I decided I should sleep in longer, which I did. I began my dreaming with half-awake to final sleeping fantasies of The Knave of Hearts from Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland film I haven’t even SEEN yet.

I'd say its srs business if there's dreams of him.

Frankly, it became more complicated once I reached sleep. I had crawled from the room into a facility…namely a converted high school that was turned into some sort of brothel. I went into a room in the dim lighting to find people just, well, going at it. I got out of there quite quickly.

Unfortunately when I stepped out into the un-lit hallways, only the light from the cloudy day, there was a clown apocalypse! There were cartoon goofy short clowns running around throwing pies and honking horns. I ran past them, into the restricted section of the converted school. All dark I went up a flight of stairs…to find…

A children’s physic’s classroom. Little yellow kiddie seats in the dark, facing the chalkboard, to the left a little aisles of library books. At the end, was a small stage with heavy curtains and ominous gargoyle-like figures above, lit by floodlighting. Everying was quiet and still. Now usually in dreams for me there’s always sound and moving…but this time there wasn’t, not to mention I wasn’t out-of-body, I was in my own body, breathing and moving slowly towards the curtain where, for sure, something I actually HOPED would pop out to make the dream interesting.

The curtains pulled away revealing a large people of colored paper….through which the floating head of Hugo the Clown came out of to attack with maniacal laughter! 😦 A character I love drawing, so sinister, sexual and evil.

In fact, now to mention it, I made-up Hugo two years ago because he popped out of the wall of a children’s daycare center he massacred in a dream I had where it was dark and something to do with innocence…urk.

Onwards, his body materialized and I backed off whereupon, following me, he got his body back. He then was writing on a marker board the chemical equations as he pondered aloud in an indescribable voice how he was awakened. It involved the positioning of certain Physics instruments but, since I am his creator, I didn’t need to do that. He kept remarking that there was a connection he felt between us, which was true, because I am his creator even though he has more power over me. Which was made manifest when, upon realizing this, pinned me to the wall. Worse I was in-body for this so it felt like he really WAS holding me by the shoulders…

And worser, he was smirking devilishly, pressing against my body, smothering me. I don’t remember what he said, but soon, swooning, I grabbed my brother’s hand. Turns out my brother came up to find out what was going on.

Once Hugo left my personal bubble I left, knowing after figuring it out that I’m somewhat important I ran. I left the building, leaving the boss yelling from the school-like office room going ‘WHERE ARE YOU GOING?’ Me and my brother left into our house. Looking out of the window of my parents room upstairs, I saw he sent out a GIANT dog and a normal sized Cheshire cat to get me! I waited till they went around the other side of the house when I climbed to the roof and ran off, in the snow *somehow* to the woods. I knew that, apparently in this dream world, into the woods would yield to the hidden city deep inside. I was followed by two Labrador Retrievers working for Hugo to fetch me. Strangely they stayed back as I ran…only to find they led me into a trap, for the other side of the snowy path was the back of the school where Hugo was waiting. I was not happy about that.

The end.

Dream 2-10-10: Alternate world and Harry & Marv.

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on February 10, 2010 by Sahkmet

Dream 2-10-10

It had begun in our backyard, at night. As it were I was looking about, and the world was green and blue as it should be. But to my wondering eyes should appear, but it inverted into how ‘Canada’ should be!

The world inverted to red trees and dark red things. The grey road turned reddish grey, and part of it on the sides was cobblestone brick. Apparently ‘Canadians’ you go walking the street the opposite of what you’re supposed to…so, here I was, cars going past behind me to front, walking with my sister and grandma on the cobblestone, inverted in the world. Finally I came home after the terrible backwards ordeal I just went through.

It was even more night, and as I flew into the window of my bedroom I saw meteors in the sky, showering the heavens. I watched with my family as a strange alien ghostly being was talking in the sky! It was like…really out of place, and terrifying to me. Well it turned into a giant magical projection all over the world of a Hollywood channel talking about Michael Jackson or something…my parents though wouldn’t believe me that it was human-made and just some weird joke on us. I mean really, it was obvious!

Then, it morphed into something else. I recalled that my school was choosing students, with alien robots, to murder if they got good grades. I watched the process as the robots at the desk grabbed the student’s head and disintegrated it. Now that isn’t be logical or nice, so I began to run…slowly, since my dreams always hinder my main movements. >_<

As I went down the imaginary wonderful world of my dead-end street that always turns into an awesome place of neighbors and houses and woods, Harry and Marv from the Home Alone series began to chase me!

Sure they look nice now. Wait till they become humorous 90's villains.

I mean like seriously, didn’t expect THAT. But after all, they were in two movies of elaborate chases and hilarity, so no surprise there they are perfect for this formula.

I kept running and hiding everywhere, in homes and places you would think they wouldn’t expect. I was wrong, a lot, all these people’s home, failures to hide they were always just a little ways behind me.

I had gone into a nice darkened home, similar to my altered grandparent’s home from a previous dream. There was Christmas trees and all sorts of fake snow everywhere, and it turns out this WAS my adopted home with  my siblings inside. Well, as I went through the maze of the house, my new ‘dad’ hovering nearby, I didn’t trust this place enough to hide in, the hiding spots were obvious.

So I went outside, and they were way farther back than I thought! I would go to the airport in the strip mall  I just went into from the back door of the house. There I was, running down the big mall hallway, slowly and restricted of course from my dream’s terrible gravity, into the airport….

…whereupon they were there waiting for me, behind me.

CRAP

I got out of there real quick, vaguely hearing my sister calling out. I went down the mall hall besides a steampunk Costco, the whole place turning brown and grey bricked and different styled…and I came across a frisbee tossing clown.

As I laughed and was jogging (slowly) past him, more and more of his local clown buddies were coming in, juggling and all sorts of stuff. They looked like they were hot teenager boys under the outfits, but I was backed into a corner, my smile fading as they turned all gold and metallic and took the shapes of sinister evil, violent, blood and lusting clowns.

As I became trapped by giant clown arms I saw Harry and Marv just in the crowd of horrified people watching, laughing. I knew I made strange sounds, in terror of course, there were golden demonic clowns on top of me!

I then was back at the building where they were sorting out the students to be slaughtered. Obviously I must have been blacked out after knowing, in the dream, I suffered some incredible torture of some sort…and was back here where I was supposed to be. I complained to our principal who was very helpless under the power of the alien robots about how this whole thing was wrong. I then ran out to escape…but I thought better of it and stayed at my desk with some others. Special white and blue police came and yelling and with big guns as they ran past the doors into our street, now an enclosed mall-like space, after to slaughter escapees. I remarked how glad I was I didn’t escape at that moment, and I was waking up into full consciousness.

Dream 12-5-09: Three in one, with nosferatu, flying and secret orphanages

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , on December 5, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 12-5-09

The first dream involved my Chemistry class. Something was quite wrong, as we were facing in a different direction, and it became evident the tree we were decorating was a giant umbrella. But, as it went along, there was a sorta Dalek-shaped-gray thing that was just really REALLY scary. It reminded me of the killer evil unnatural Christmas tree from a dream in my childhood. It was moving closer and closer to me.

Thankfully my mom’s alarm clock in the other room went off very loud, so I woke up. But she wasn’t there, so I had to turn on a light, go into the room, fiddle around trying to find the switch, and head back to bed.

When I went back to sleep, it was the apocalypse.

The world had gone into wilderness and I lived in a van. We drove to a dark wood church, shrouded by pine trees, the wet dark from wet. Inside there was a choir and this one man, but I knew wrong had been done here, on the stairs to the right-middle. It was where…something about the creator of Winnie the Pooh…but when I went outside to tell the world I had become my true form, which was a purple female Andalite! But, the leader of the church was a strong, bad Andalite…he banished me, and being weaker than him, I went back to the van as a human.

I woke up a little when dad went to bed, but promptely fell asleep.

It was now daylight, and we parked at the curb of a road that led down a green hill-cliff, which was the roof od a warehouse! well, we were behind the wall, which against the wall was a line of thicket and thorns for shelter. I and my brother had the idea, to get money, to make ‘rainbow pumpkin buddies’, and if you buy all four giant ones you get the special small one!

Well it felt that the Nosferatu vampire wearing orange were our new natural predators, so you bet me and my brother hid when the rainbow pumpkins, in the distance, were being destroyed by the vampire. However he saw us, so you bet we ran! We went into the thicket back and forth, but to no use he advanced.

I broke into a run, down the hill, flapping and flopping through the air! I went around the building, which seemed to be the place where our house was, and went to the neighbors looking for any vines to grab and crawl and get away. No use, for when I went into the alleyway, inside the house…I was trapped.

I was held down and trapped, awaiting his cold fingers upon me…soon they did, touching me and pulling at my clothes while he spoke a strange language, talking to himself as I was stripped…

Turning to my left, I saw a y oung boy. He was using a roll of wrapping paper as a measuring stick, demonstrating…something awful, for the poor boy. Then he turned into some bitchy woman!

I escaped somehow, and the dream was becoming more warped. As I ran around and around again, and into the next house while the fmaily was having dinner, the lady behind me kept roling her eyes like an idiot valley girl constantly going ‘You cannot escape very long…’ I ran back out and back to the hill-grassy-wall roof, then back again, after kicking a blue and blonde barbie doll, screaming…

Back into the house I broke through a window. Strangely there was a room, with rows upon rows of dirty white bathtubs! The other room however…was awful. There was these retarded children, who were murderous zombies, glowing in bright digital colors. I felt sad for them, locked in this room sitting at decrepit schooldesks…so against the will of that lady, who was nagging behind me, I set them free.

As I ran with them to, this time strangly another location *like some open spaced golf course* that was out the window the kids were biting and turning other people into zombies! So me and my sister went into a silver car…unfortunate as we went up a hill…there were four evil clowns.

Quite distressing they hijacked us and at gun point were making us go unto some freeway into the city…well, it was not very fun.

I woke up soon as we got unto the freeway.

The Blog for Clowns

Posted in Fun Stuff with tags , , , , on September 29, 2009 by Sahkmet

All you need about the history, articles, modern works and anything random about CLOWNS.

Yes that’s right. A blog to all things clown. News, history, photos, editorials, videos, make up tips and ads…everything for the clown and clown connisour.

Clownalley.

Another clown blog is clownlink.com with specifically clown news from around the world.

My dA Portfolio

Posted in Art with tags , , , , , , , on September 15, 2009 by Sahkmet

Boy, I haven’t done an art update in awhile!

It is because I have been doing alot of art and too lazy to upload some here.

So instead I will try now to update with very good new art submissions and just that. 😀

In properly, here is my dA Portfolio with my very best artworks for your view pleasures.

dA Portofolio.

Here are some examples, and very nice that I am proud of what I’ve done.

You get the picture. 😀

Didier Ze Mime

Posted in Fun Stuff with tags , , , , , , on June 9, 2009 by Sahkmet

There is an internet sensation slowly amass of Didier, a mime from France. He has produced and still does funny and sometimes adult-humor sketches on his website and youtube. Very funny to check out, if you are the type who is not so annoyed with mimes.

Didier Ze Mime website.

Didier’s Twitter.

Ashes to Ashes: A Batman Fanfilm

Posted in Fun Stuff, Movie Reviews with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 2, 2009 by Sahkmet

Ashes to Ashes


I have come across a very interesting, French, big budget fanfilm of the Batmanverse. Grim and in my opinion extremely awesome. A depressing portrait of a man who was unfortunately involved with Harleene and The Joker.

I personally find the compositional format of black, red and white throughout this high-contrast movie *reminiscant of 300* to match the Harleene theme and a gothic style comic book format.

*WARNING* Violence, sex, bad words in French.

English subtitles.

Official website.

The movie.

Clowns and Kirk: Dream 5-23-09

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 25, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 5-23-09

Somehow or another I was in my room, and then uncle Doug ordered me to take some pictures down that were near the floor. I did, but a Red Death picture was brutally ripped, and I set it aside, horrified.

Soon it became clear that there was young Captain Kirk here, and that he must meet with his future girlfriend for the future t be rewritten!

It was another room, balcony, thing, overlooking a sprawling city and the sea, and there we arranged for his parents to have dinner with her. Meanwhile as the table was set on the large white balcony he was fighting with a school buddy, and I helped, showing that because I was a girl I could still fight. everything went as planned, and I leaped off the balcony, saving Star Trek’s future.

I leaped into a neon structure, surrounded by people, suddenly running and screaming down some steps with me. It turns out a soccor team ate exploading purple heart cookies, and as I watched from the distance the large stadium blow up! It was very disheartening.

Then I went to a pool with DraculeaRiccy, a friend from DeviantART. There in the pool was a bone that was from Pennywise the clown. *from STephen King’s novel and movie IT* Screaming, I warned everyone to stay away from it, but Riccy didn’t listen and dove after it, since she likes evil clowns. I dove after her to save her…and we went through a whirlpool…

Down into shallow, non-chlorine water, with a small concrete beach, and a hallway leading to a bathroom and a dark room with wooden walls with two bunk beds, a dresser, and small toys and trinkets…and bloodstains. Climbing out of the water Riccy and I went to the bathroom to check the thing out, then while she was in there inspecting toothbrushes I headed out the beech. The shallow water was a foot and a half deep, and led like a river *lit by some white lights* around a bend and…out peeked Pennywise.

Letting out a scream I ran to Riccy and told her, telling her to hide and I closed the door, ran into the dark bedroom unto the bottom bunk, hiding under some thick covers. Peeking out Pennywise went into the bathroom, then came out, not even looking into the bedroom and waded his way out and to the bend…turned around and waved at me! He saw me!

Crawling out I checked on Riccy, who had hidden well too…somehow…anyways, we headed to our beds and slept, soon waking up to find some food out on a table on the beach. We ate, knowing we were captives due to the fact we couldn’t escape!

Pennywise soon came out, making some vile low laughter and waded to us, stock still in our seats. I felt utterly cowed as he towered over us with a wicked smile.  He went into some hidden closet, and I took my chance! I ran round the bend, the inside of the house seemingly like a warped version of my grandmothers. I felt if he caught me in his house I woudl be punished, and, finding a screen door and finding a pointy spoon I quickly and hurridly began to rip apart the screen to hopefully freedom…

I was pulled back and pushed over to the bed in the green-yellow room, sititng on it. He hands were on my shoulders, and strange images of me poledancing…for him…were bombarding my brain. I felt they were put there by HIM, not my own, his attempts to scare me, his yellow suit close to me. I was feeling suffocated and dominated at the wild images he was putting in my brain. Soon I almost swooned and closed my eyes in the dream, opening them to find Pennywise sitting behind me with me in his lap and hands kneading my back…as if this massage would make me relaxed into submission…

I woke up quite soon at that.

Dealing with Coulrophobia

Posted in Fun Stuff, Life Updates with tags , , , , , , , , on March 30, 2009 by Sahkmet

Perfect example by great Youtuber Nalts. XD

Interesting indeed. Makes me laugh all the time!

I can deal with people dressed as clown, however much I prefer to stand at a distance and not get involved. I would have to say then I have a ‘fetish of making it a funny ‘big’ deal of it and avoiding them’.

Then this video comes along to foil all your efforts.

.:Demon:.

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 25, 2009 by Sahkmet

———>.

Demon.
Have you no pain?
No sorrow or remorse to feel
as you hasten through the court
to your own special place.
Ah, Demon, you are no other.
You cunning fiend, you lustful creature,
Demon.

Blood.
You smell and hear it.
It races through her body
as she sprints and dashes
the nightmare world of her soul.
It’s taste you relish as you chase and excite your appetite.
That woman, rushing through the thicket,
Blood.

Fear.
Is it true you can taste it?
I see you sit with her
and she squirms like a flushed rabbit
trembling in your arms.
Smiling you laugh and lick your lips and fingers entwine about her body.
It tastes strong as you lick her, that heavy scent of
Fear.

Power.
I know you need it.
To conquer the mortals
in your sick twisted game
and ease the tension of boredom.
Your purpose was to need and use them.
Now this one resists, and you know you must use your
Power.

Lust.
You’re like a man after all?
She screams as you grope
with claws in garments
tearing with urgency as you mount her.
Harsh movements cause you both to pleasure.
The air grows warm, her back arched with false
Lust.

Tears.
Her warm face dotted with water.
Gasping breath and heavy moans
excites you as one being together
for the moment as you violate her with glee.
The woman cries in pain and horror.
You taste the fear, inside her
Tears.

Death.
She wishes it would come.
It becomes granted painfully
when your claws in rapture rips her skin
and blood makes you purr as you kill her for your amusement.
Your blue lips open for a sound of laughter when you stab her dead.
Her wish was granted, and given true
Death.

Hunger.
What more do Demons feed upon?
I watched your tongue lap
the blood that spilt on her sweated pale skin
and heard the moan as it whetted your throat.
You enjoyed your unGodly meal.
Turning her soul to harlot, and feeing your Hellish
Hunger.

Return.
All demons, Hugo, have a home.
I saw you stand
in the naked light of night and leap
into the air with a streak of blood.
You flew into the underground to that palace of yours.
Hugo has eaten, and had seen his one night
Return.

———->.

A poem of my character, evil clown Hugo.

Art Update: 3-25-09. Scrapilicious Bowie

Posted in Art with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 25, 2009 by Sahkmet

Art Update 3-25-09.

A scrap and horrible face of Jareth from Labyrinth, along with scrappish crap.

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AWFUL drawing of Jareth and Tim Curry.

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And more scrapish! The main doodle is by my sister.

And more scrapish! The main doodle is by my sister.

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An exhausted character of mine from my GMD fanfic The Mousetrap

An exhausted character of mine from my GMD fanfic The Mousetrap

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Head-shots of Jareth and Dracula.

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Hugo the Black Clown prepares to enjoy his delicious mortal meal...

Hugo the Black Clown prepares to enjoy his delicious mortal meal...

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Well that’s about it! Enjoy!

O_O CLOWNS! A Dream.

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 23, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 3-22-09.

I await Bella, from Twilight, to run the length of the fence in the English countryside. A crowd gathers at a gravel pit in front of some buildings from a previous dream. I stand, and runa nd watch.

Then Pennywise the Dancing Clown pops up out of the turf.

Don’t see me! Please don’t Oh GOD! I think as I back away. Hopefully he will be distracted by ALL the people running away screaming from the evil clown. I run into the building, frigthened, go through a couple of levels and at the back on the conrecte of the place.

I go back, happy and safe, to a living room down some short wide steps, like a school. And there is Pennywise, socializing with some Confederate Civil War officers.

O_O I squeal and start backing away hoping he didn’t see me and he’s doing other things…but when I go back to the back of the building again and walking on the sides to another entrance, I turn and look behind me and…Pennywise is walking at a fast pace towards me with his evil smile.

I start running…it’s a long ways away! I keep turning my head and he’s still at the same paces away from me! All chuckling and evil and my breath is ragged, I start screamign and whimpering and whining, frightened to wit’s end! I swear I was at this point doing it loudly in my sleep…there were tears in my eyes!

I made it in, flew up the stairs to the previous level. There was a giant, long long hall of rooms and banquests and several dress parties and books. I leaned agianst the railing in the dark of the stairs up there. I felt calm and relaxed. Then I followed my old Girl Scout troop, somehow I was in my orange prom dress, and followed to dinner in the first room.

Then I looked to the stairs and Pennywise was coming. For me.

We were all scremaing and panicking by then! I ran out the room, however it was laboured and I was wearing a dress! I went through more dinners and banquets and DARED NOT TO LOOK BACK. Then I was through the maze of used books by the piles! In fact I felt he was so close as I went through, screaming and gasping I was climbing over the walls…a big wall and then I fell.

I landed on my sides and my leg was broken. I could feel the pain! The humiluation of not being able to run and move while…while…P-Pennyw-wise w-was…standing…r-right there looking d-down at me…

People were watching but couldn’t do a thing. I was kicked and I crawled down the shute into…downdowndown…

I landed on a pile of newspapers and a heatlamp. It was an abandoned half-done office with glass winodws all around. It was a half circle. With nylon strech cubicle walls for to make three rooms and the round part of the blue carpet room I was in was the hallways.  I dragged myself, no crawled to one room with a pond, tiled floor, a fireplace and half finished and styrofoam everywhere. I knew this building, looking outside the window I was under the big complex but the building was big and I was under a big overhanging…lost…abandonded…

I crawled to the other room. It had a toilet and a mass of tall intricate pipes going up to an overhanging with brown dirt in mounds. There were people there, gray haired, old and young…dirty…and holes in burlap up above. I crawled up to the edge, partially hanging on. An old man was talking to me.

“People up above in the greater book store occasionally fall into tunnels and tubs that, through those burlap holes that are rotting, come down here. Pennywise made them and picks us off once and awhile to eat.”

You can bet my face was very very very scared at this point. I crawled down the pipes and down to the floor crawling my way to the half-finished room.

There was paper on the wall with scraggly handwriting and a talking statue that looked alot like my friend Hillary. * O_o* It said…Pennywise would feed me. I could drink from the pond for it was clean and bathe in it. I had a warm fireplace. My sleeping place was the newspapers under the heatlamp. The only way I saw I could amuse myself was playing with the fake plants and Styrofoam. However there was also a black and white thick fashion magazine and I started reading an article about fat ladies capsizing in pools and drowning.

I decided, since I was limber and such, I could escape through the burlap tunnels to freedom, since the old people there did not have enough strength! I also feared I was only here to fatten up for Pennywise like the others up there…and worse. Why was I special?

I crawled up the pipes. I latched, despite hte burdan of my aching leg, to the rim. I asked the old man to help me up.

It was Pennywise that grabbed my arm. With a wicked grin and angry eyes.

The overhang was rising up! He was holding my arm as I dangled high into the air! if I fell I could hurt or even kill myself! I screamed and struggled, pleading with everything I had to please don’t kill me…please don’t…

He was angry I tried to escape. He dropped me.

I clung to the rim before the strength gave out. when I fell I grabbed a pipe halfway, then landed on the hard carpet, pain…weak…watching Pennywise swoop down and drag me by the hands to the window while I was definietely the helpless damsel in distress: however no one was coming to rescue me.

I was flopped and sobbing on the carpet and I felt warm hands on my face and body. He meant not to eat me…but something else as he kneeled by my side with drool from his white and red pasty lips.

Then I woke up.

Seriously dude. SERIOUSLY.

If you don’t know who Pennywise is…

Art Update 3-18-09: The Baron and Freddy.

Posted in Art with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 18, 2009 by Sahkmet

Art Update 3-18-09

Another update!

From my original story Demon Siope, the vampire Baron Raphael and the lady he's trying to seduce Lily Hawkins.

From my original story Demon Siope, the vampire Baron Raphael and the lady he's trying to seduce Lily Hawkins.

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A friend of mine on DeviantART, a fangirl of my clown character. >:3

A friend of mine on DeviantART, a fangirl of my clown character. >:3

Full-view profile. DraculeaRiccy’s DA profile.

I haven't drawn Freddy in awhile, please bear with me!

I haven't drawn Freddy in awhile, please bear with me!

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Art Update 3-17-09: Clowns and Dracula!

Posted in Art with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 17, 2009 by Sahkmet

Art update 3-17-09.

Time to do my first art update on this blog! So here we go!

Side-view of my lovely bunch of demon clown characters.

Side-view of my lovely bunch of demon clown characters.

DeviantART Link.

Scrapped this pic of a fanart for the song of Robot Rock by Daft Punk.

Scrapped this pic of a fanart for the song of Robot Rock by Daft Punk.

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Hugo again done in charcoal and pastels.

Hugo again done in charcoal and pastels.

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Dracula/Van Helsing. *Picture not in post to remain PG-13!!*

Andi and I's Van Helsing OC characters dressed up from a recent RP we did.

Andi and I's Van Helsing OC characters dressed up from a recent RP we did.

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I doodled out a perspective view of his face...and ended up having him sitting on me. Oh JOY.

I doodled out a perspective view of his face...and ended up having him sitting on me. Oh JOY.

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Well, that’s enough art for today! See you next time!