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	Image: harvey.JPG 239x359 40464 bytes 2002.09.04 This is Harvey the zombie Hamster. He lives in my head and eats stuff. If you ever meet me, I probably won't remember your name, but it's not my fault, it's cause Harvey always eats names. My Gellpen addiction continues. Also, must get more sleep.
	Image: hermit.JPG 365x394 36364 bytes 2002.09.14 The Hermit, for the upcoming tarot card. I wanted to post a larger version than will be on the card beacuse I'm so impressed that I did all that shading in ink without royally screwing it up. Thank you.
	Image: Hugz_070305_by_Aintes.jpg 486x636 62583 bytes 2005.10.14 haven't uploaded here in ages.
	Image: insomnia.JPG 399x283 65782 bytes 2002.10.20 A few years ago I was in a really crappy, stressful job, and I suffered terribly from insomnia. There's nothing worse than watching the sun rise when you've been trying to sleep all night. Even now I have to be careful not to think about insomnia when I'm getting ready for bed, especially when I'm stressed, or I'll be up half the night.
	Image: ironman.JPG 429x557 99165 bytes 2002.10.25 I - AM - IRON - MAN!!!!! Shrinking this down destroyed the color pencils, but it wasn't that great anyway. I mustv'e done 6 sketches of the armor & I'm still not happy with it. Drawn one of those days I wish I could go around ripping people's (or fur's) heads off...
	Image: iwillnothate.jpg 255x525 30988 bytes 2002.09.11 Intolerance cannot be fought with intolerance.
	Image: ja-ja-ja-son-son-son.jpg 328x600 54457 bytes 2003.04.10 Jason Rhino, a possible applicant for Spug's A.S.K. group... Ja - ja - ja - son - son - son... Just try and eat his face... No face! Hehehehehe...
	Image: javert.jpg 548x402 72993 bytes 2003.06.25 You know nothing of JAVERT! I was born inside a jail! I was born with scum like you! I am from the gutter too! --been on a Les Mis kick lately ^_^
	Image: jersey1.JPG 750x162 62922 bytes 2002.10.04 Ah, 3 days of corporate training! First, you get up at an ungodly hour and cross state lines...
	Image: jersey2.jpg 669x169 48891 bytes 2002.10.04 ...then you listen to someone who sounds like they've had a Prozac overdose babble boring anecdotes for the next nine hours...
	Image: jersey3.jpg 631x173 42547 bytes 2002.10.04 ...then you check into your luxurious hotel, where if you're lucky the roaches won't keep you up all night and the maid won't steal your clothing the next day! All done in black gellpen when I should've been sleeping if the truckers weren't shining headlights through my window.
	Image: joe-the-c-e-o.jpg 406x404 42726 bytes 2003.04.30 Dedicated to the lovely executives at my job who are laying hundreds of people off to make the company more profitable (for them).
	Image: kafka072805AOL.jpg 471x600 34597 bytes 2005.10.14 haven't uploaded here in ages.
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	Image: kaosbeast.JPG 321x488 46437 bytes 2002.08.27 Put the gellpens down and nobody will get hurt. It's hard to tell in the scan, but the Kaos-beast is pouring the earth from one hand to the other; a reminder that when your world starts falling apart it always comes together again.
	Image: keeptalking.JPG 530x818 233742 bytes 2003.02.04 Inspired by Pink Floyd "Keep Talking" I always have trouble dealing with strangers. Sometimes I'll be somewhere with people I don't really know, or I'll be in a crowd in public, and I'll just feel like I'm drowning and I have to get away. Experimenting with speedball dipped-ink pens and different nibs; came out pretty cool, and I only managed to drip on it 2 or 3 times (yay for white-out).
	Image: kel-pat-stu.JPG 600x465 86430 bytes 2003.05.02 Only the - uh - second non-anthro I've uploaded, but I wanted to say 'hi' to some of my non-on-line mates; that's Kelly, Pat, & Stu sketched at the last jam session.
	Image: kellycard.JPG 750x332 50535 bytes 2002.10.06 A (late) birthday card for a friend. As usual, the scanner played havoc with my gellpens. There should be a way to scan & display sparkles on-screen.
	Image: kiko.JPG 419x469 17185 bytes 2003.07.28
	Image: kirby-tamborine.JPG 375x282 24473 bytes 2002.10.07 My goth teddy-koala Kirby! His paws say 'LUV' and 'HAT'! Squeeze his paw and he says "don't touch me, you make me sick"! Build-a-bear, Jewelry & fabric marker. Also my new tamborine with my fursona on it. Looks like my fursona has mutated again; it's never very stable, but who is? (Oh yes I'm so talented, all my friends play the guitar or the keyboard or at least the harmonica, and I play tamborine).
	Image: KristiKultist.JPG 275x350 31534 bytes 2002.11.11 Kristi hasn�t quite got the hang of this �Secret Cabal trying to Rule the World� thing. She�s enthusiastic, but the other members hate it when she goes fund-raising door to door, or brings home-made peanut butter cookies to summoning rituals, or sews patches from �Claire�s� in the mall on her robes. Summoned entities, on the other hand, usually appreciate the cookies.
	Image: L0.jpg 300x470 30350 bytes 2002.08.21 Gellpen, marker, & Adobe Photodeluxe. I got three pages into this X-Files-esque comic before I realized how terrible it was coming out.
	Image: lastrose.JPG 488x361 27829 bytes 2002.11.08 I had no idea how long I had been walking. I had no memory of ever doing anything but marching across the badlands. I had no sense of anything but one foot plodding in front of the other as the sun beat down upon me through the thick, poisoned air. Suddenly a burst of color pierced the fog that shrouded my mind. I bent down, and saw a single red rose pushing up through the blighted ash.

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