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I eats me spinach.

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Happy Birthday Erin!

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This one is just silly and trying new brushes.

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I just got photoshop CS4 and learning to actually use tutorials with photoshop. So, this is my first attempt at using a tutorial to base what I needed to do to create my monster me. There are things I can see wrong with it and things I could have done better. I started out with a completely different mouth from an angler fish, but it just didn't look right. So, I had to use the already fixed up creepy me with a new mouth that I had to fidget to get the colors somewhat close to the base layer. It would have been a lot easier if that predator mouth had been there from the get go and not just a copy and paste deal. Whew. That took me a while to figure out and mess with. wheee.

RIP Patrick Swayze

Well, this one hit me where it hurts the most. Patrick Swayze was the guy I dreamed would dance me out of my bad life when I was a kid. I watched Dirty Dancing so many times that I have the entire movie etched into my brain. The dirty dancing soundtrack and his crooning "She's like the wind" was played so many times that my mom would groan when she would hear or see it. My best friend and I would pretend to be Baby and Johnny, but we could never conquer that lift. I didn't understand half the movie because I was too young to understand that Penny had a botched abortion. But, yet it was my favorite movie even when I finally DID understand what was actually going on. Patrick Swayze was my dreamboat. My hero. I was baby in my dreams. Now he's gone and it feels like losing part of your childhood/adolescence. But, let's not forget Red Dawn, Roadhouse, The Outsiders, and Ghost. He was also an 80's hero. RIP.

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I did this really quickly and poorly. RIP Patrick Swayze

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Me and my mini me.

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veggie heaven num-nums

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Painting with a touchpad is really difficult. I need a wacom tablet.

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tweek. tweek.