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The life and times of a Street Artist
By Koiyuki

All my life, I thought of Krylon
As a tool of self-expression.
Never once did I think spray paint
Could lead me to my profession.

As a kid, I saw my father’s hands
Make beautiful things with a brush.
When I said I wanted to be like him,
He laughed, and said, “What’s the rush?”

“Everybody has different ways
To show what’s in their heart.
In time, you’ll find your very own tool
To create your own kind of art.”

So I played around with many tools
To see what suited me best.
But the moment that I picked up the can,
LA became my canvas

As time moved on, many knew me
As one of LA’s top graph artists.
But after the day the towers fell,
I was also called a terrorist.

They labeled my culture unpatriotic;
That we’re destroying the nations morals.
They acted as if we’re to blame
For all those pre-teens giving oral.

After that day, I felt I was shunned
By the people of my nation.
And when they decried, and defaced my art,
I was consumed by isolation.

By then, I knew the time had come
To step away from the game.
But the more I slipped away it,
The more I grew insane.

In my heart, I always knew
I was never able to stop.
Art was pretty much my soul,
So I took up Photoshop.

As my skills increased, and my work was bought,
I knew Graphic Design was my calling.
People everywhere heard of my skill,
And my work-list soon became sprawling.

Since then, my life has gotten better,
And I’ve always kept myself strong.
But there’s one thing my wife knows very well;
To keep me away from the Krylon.

Interesting stuff there, I'll be sure to check out more of it when I get the chance.

You guys just have to see this couple art I just got. It's adorable.

That is one mighty beautiful painting, there.

3nodding 3nodding 3nodding

The colors, and overall feel of the picture is very serene, and relaxing

Oh, and just to reinforce it...

ARTISTIC CRITIQUE IS ENCOURAGED IN THIS THREAD

Now, with that said, here's a poem I wrote for Rokoko, a little while back.

I'll travel the countryside, if it means a moment with you.

I'll swim the oceans and brave the tides, if it means knowing your embrace.

I'll give you the clothes off my back, if it means you can stay warm a little longer.

I'll give up everything I hope to achieve, if it means I can be with you.

My love for you knows no county lines, and my loyalty to you knows no state limits.

It is to you I present this message, my beloved.

Meh, guess I'll post... most of the art I do is for one of my comics... I'm trying out a new style, tryng to find one that works with the story, so here's the last page I did...



I really, really suck at drawing horses, which is a major problem if you're doing a comic based on the Mongols. So this page represents basically both an attempt at making the art overall better, and at drawing horses which, you know, actually look like horses.

A larger version may be found here.

Done with brush pen (actual brush with ink attached, not felt tip), and paintbrushes dipped in 'Chinese ink'. (I don't know how authentic it is, given that the kit was bought in the US, but it was bought at a museum so I think it's basically authentic) over pencil lines, with the straight lines and red bits added on the computer.

Normally I color my pages, but that's pretty impossible if I want to maintain some nice greys, so these are limited to spot-coloring. Any comments or critiques or advice would be welcome.

(How much do I normally suck at drawing horses? this much...)

Yes, it is quite cute. It's one of the few arts, that could bring a smile to my face, when I see it.

And speaking of which, look at this sketch I got, for a RL commission.



Drop dead gorgeous, even at this stage. And it better damn well be, I'm about to pay $120 for it.
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It's lovely.

Man, I wish I had that kind of money...