home of the portraitmaker

Tue, 04 Mar 2008 06:50:48 GMT

So, I guess two big things are happening soon. Well, not soon. But happening. Eventually. Sooner rather than later. Anyway.

1. The exchange trip
2. Graduation (?)

~~That means I've got to find somewhere to go, after I grad, since I won't be going 'home'.~~ Maybe I'll move to Australia and ~~beg~~ convince Patricia Piccinini to take me on as an apprentice. She just had a show in New York City...when we're in America, she'll be back in Australia. :/

~~Now I'll have to learn good English.~~ I'm going to write her letters, maybe. I ~~think~~ can manage that.

Australian art apprenticeship aside, ~~maybe they'll let me teach proper tumbling and acrobatics here~~ I'd better check Tokyo first.

Moving back to the dorms, now they're finished (?). I want something on the top floor. ~~Else I'm scaling the building for after-hours roof access.~~

And, it's almost popcicle season. ♥

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 11:54:33 GMT

Guess I'd better get better at that English thing if I wanna understand anything on that exchange trip.

I'm gonna get a job. Better start asking around the gyms nearby.

Shinji, you're frustrating. >/

---

[It's stupid, how long I can go and what I can do in
training, when I'm around the kid. It's so much easier to just
keep drawing shit, and the stuff that happens is massive, and
I can hold it longer, and everything is controllable and easier...

Fuck. It's really not his fault... ~~BUT IT IS.~~

aslk hfjalksjd foiuhw ojwk haweofu0qruoklwnerp9o If I find
out his powers have addictive side effects or something
stupid like that, I'll freak.]

[ooc: Gakuto has painted stained glass onto the windows of the greenhouse building he's staying in. He has also been working with clay for the last month, molding little representations of plants in the greenhouse. the clay things aren't special. just clay.

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 02:50:56 GMT

So, uh. I went to temple on New Year's with my brother. Mighty awkward, but he seems okay, I guess. Yeah. ~~Dunno where I'm going with this.~~

~~I needa distraction.~~

I think maybe I'm becoming a hermit out here. Only ones comin' around to the greenhouse is Sakuno-chan and some random young ones. ~~I think one of them thought my hair was a flower until I MOVED. Ahahahaha. >D~~ Anyway. Kinda miss my balcony/roof room, but at least it's warm in here.

Other then that, things as usual. Classes and shit. Yay. >/

Oils for the new year, I think.

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 07:51:39 GMT

Mistletoe = not allowed over classroom doors. >/ Uncool.

So, this marks my third Christmas away from family. I'm pretty much used to it by now. But, uh apparently my brief stint on the TV at that stupid rally make someone notice me. Guess I'm kinda distinctive or something. HA.

So, I've got a little brother who wants to see me sometime between now and New Years, if not on New Years. What the hell do I say to someone whom I ~~abandoned~~ haven't seen in three years and know nothing about ~~anymore~~?

~~Someone buy me an ice cream.~~ I'm gonna go into the city, later this week. ~~Be nostalgic and shit.~~ Do some streetdancing ~~gotta get the kid brother something, I guess.~~ or visit the museum, if it's open. I dunno. Something. ~~All that's left around here, right now, is angst and cookies.~~

And Sengoku's kidlets owe me a 6B. >/ I hope they didn't try to plant it.

Happy Christmas, everybody.

Wed, 28 Nov 2007 20:21:28 GMT

On the twelfth day of Christmas, gakuartto sent to me...

Twelve probabilitymans drumming

Eleven whitehat_banes piping

Ten operant_senses a-painting

Nine _lensflares breakdancing

Eight popcicles a-flying

Seven festivals a-training

Six gymnastics a-drawing

Five art sho-o-o-ows

Four wall murals

Three having friends

Two pretty things

...and a flora in a coconut pocky.

In 2008, gakuartto resolves to...

Get back in contact with some old gymnastics.
Learn to play the flora.
Go to fauna every Sunday.
Drink four glasses of broadway every day.
Admit my true feelings to operant_sense.
Volunteer to spend time with pretty things.

...don't even know the guy. o.O

Tomo, hats are done~

Sun, 25 Nov 2007 08:52:56 GMT

The neighbours are noisy. >/ Bah. Need to get glass paint, so I can start painting the windows.

HE WOKE UP WHAT. HOLD ON.

EDIT:
probabilityman: scarf is DONE. Where's it goin? Are you on campus? ~~Who the hell are you?~~

sombracita: scarf and beret DONE. You're in Bendy-san's training group, yeah? I can drop by your training session this week, if y'like. Made you matching mitts, too, no cost. Cold city, yeah? ;)

Tomo - Almost done the hats~ D'you have time for a danger room thing this week? >D

EDITEDIT:
Y'didn't tell me you just had a birthday, Atkun~ That's not cool. >/

[ooc: strike gone, small screened, 'he woke up' = Sengoku. >>]

Wed, 21 Nov 2007 06:45:06 GMT

...well hell. Eviction orders, and no more balcony room. T_T I was almost finished the damn walls, too...frick. D< ~~T_________T~~

WAIT. No, wait, I'll just...take the drawings off the wall, like scrolls or something. I hope I don't destroy it, because I don't think Sengoku saw it... lskdjf. And my wall and the balcony D< D< D< D<

Anyway, if anyone's lookin' for me or the beansprout, we're in the greenhouse, now. Apparently there's a little apartment place in there. WHO KNEW. Sengoku should be okay, now, if he wakes up suddenly... I just hope vines and stuff don't swarm over him and I lose him. >.>;;

Mon, 19 Nov 2007 11:09:30 GMT

Uh...do I need to water him? D: Or something. ~~What if he freezes, should I watch the temperature in the room? Can he freeze?~~

I got most of the wall painted, but I don't think it helped much. Gonna keep going on it, so when he wakes up, he'll see it. Got a heat lamp, too. Dunno if it would do anything. I need to check the kidlets for my pencils...I'm missing a 4B...

Someone got time to give me some dodging practice?

Looking for a job at an art store, too...

Takin' orders for knitted wear. No time for sweaters, blankets or other large stuff yet, but it really depends on who wants mitts and stuff

Mittens/gloves: 444 yen
Hats: 667 yen
Scarf (short): 778 yen
Scarf (long): 887 yen

Choice of one colour or two colours (in stripes or halves), tassels or poms.
Choice of cotton wool blend, wool blend, or nylon wool blend.
Choice of 3, 6, 8, 10 or 13 knit size.
Hat styles include generic hat, beret, earflap hat, and a generic hat with a bit folded over.

If you want different knit sizes, fabrics or colours, buy 'em yourself and I'll knit them up.

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 01:33:42 GMT

God damn. I better get a move on my knitting, cause it ain't gonna knit itself. I sure as hell ain't gonna be caught in the cold this year, cause I did that last year when I ended up in a school guarded by 'bots. Almost froze my freakin' arse off.

TO KNIT:
- scarves
- mittens
- a hat(?)
- legwarmers
- maybe a sweater or something

I'm gonna get a job nearby. I want nice wools and furs (fake) and stuff. And poms and tassels. And buttons. And acrylics. Paints, that is. Unrelated to knitting. Anyway.

Hey, Sengoku, y'want your walls painted? It ain't greeny in the winter, so I thought..yeah. I mean, I know you got your kidlets and all, but still. Just a thought. Let me know.

the ongoing Adventures of Gakkun~

Tue, 09 Oct 2007 06:40:00 GMT

Today I'm gonna tell you about Gakuto and the Beanstalk.

Once upon a time, there was a gymnast called Gakkun. He was one of many gymnasts who went to the gym of the land. One fine day he decided to go to the gym. However, the dusty rocky road in which to get there was blocked, littered with the unassembled remains of a trampoline. A white terror had been racing through the land, but he had never seen such a sight before.

But Gakkun was not afraid of silver-white terrors! He tried to JUMP over the blockade! But it didn't work. He tried to FLIP over the blockade. But that didn't work either. He tried to LEAP over the blockade, but that, too, did not work.

There was another path to the gym, but it was not often travelled by gymnasts. Gakkun steeled his courage and ventured into the place where the greenery grew towards the sun.

The path became concealed and padded by leaves; some that came from bushes and plants, others that had fallen from the tall trees that grew along and, in some cases, on the road. The bushes and plants became increasingly dense, crowding Gakkun as he moved farther down the path. He started tripping over branches and raised roots in the soil, and began to use the foiliage to steady himself.

Something moved across the ground.

Gakkun pretended it wasn't there and kept moving forward. The road behind him was closing up, the wall of leaves and blossoms sealing it shut. He started moving faster, LEAPING over obstacles, JUMPING across leafy patches, and ROLLING under places where he could not go over.

The gymnast came to the end of the road. There was no way forward. No way back. The sky and sun was slowly being taken away as the flora and the fauna gathered around him, folding him inside a very green coccon.

He sat there very quietly, crouched down with his arms around his legs. He thought that he was going to die, you know, all nestled away from the road and the world.

The ground began to rumble. The leaves and petals pressed around him tighter, slipping in his shirt and tangling in his hair. Vines poked through the walls of his chamber, winding around his arms and legs, and pulling him out of his confinement!

Gakkun was PULLED BACKWARDS. He TUMBLED THROUGH THE AIR, ROLLING and TWISTING and ARCING TOWARDS THE SKY. The vines took him higher and higher, until finally, PAH! He was lifted free by the vines, and suspended in the air!

Gakkun could see the entire land! Below him was the gym, not too far from where he had been stopped.

'OY' he cried, WRIGGLING about in the vines' hold. 'LEMME DOWN.'

'Maaaaybe~' A voice said. Gakuto looked up. An orange-haired boy stood on top of the biggest beanstalk he had ever seen. 'What are you doing here? Who are you?'

'I am GAKKUN' Gakkun said, 'I am a GYMNAST.' He did a finishing stance to the best of his ability and looked at the boy. 'I am on my way to the gym!'

'ARE YOU.'

'YES.'

And the orange-haired boy nodded and waved a hand at the vines. 'Okay~'

And Gakkun fell! He TUMBLED through the air, ROLLING from one side to the other, doing FLIPS as he headed straaaaaaaight for the ground!

The trees moved aside, the vines withdrew to the briars, the petals and leaves scattered away, and there on the ground, a circular instrument of metal and mesh appeared! Gakkun laughed and THREW OUT HIS ARMS, glad to see that the trampoline had been returned home! With one BOUNCE and another BOUNCE, Gakkun landed safely, and was carried to the gym!

And so ends the tale of Gakkun and the Beanstalk.

[ooc: Um. Repeated the story to vines around campus, so if you want to have seen/heard this, go for it. Did it in the dorm room, too, by the way.]

Mon, 17 Sep 2007 15:37:33 GMT

Hey, Sengoku... If I talk to the plants and stuff, are they gonna understand me? ~~And are they going to tell you about it?~~

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 13:29:22 GMT

Eighteen. Guess I'm getting kicked out soon?

Mon, 10 Sep 2007 16:13:04 GMT

Back and back and back to school. Never left, but does that matter?

Atkun - I saw you're looking for a roommate(s) - aren't you rooming with your brother? Also, sparring after ~~Niou-plays-kid-smashy~~ training, if you're up to it?

Bendy-san - Want to brush up on your gymnastics? I don't have a training partner, and I'm the only visitor on the high bars.

Meme~time~! Cause I~~'m bored.~~ I like them.

What's your name?
What are your powahs?
Here by choice or fatal accident?
Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?
Would you ever eat unlabelled things in the refrigerator?
Have you broken any bones?
Popcicles or ice cream?
How do you dance?
What is your favourite class?
Favourite type of movie?
Favourite sport/physical activity?
Is Tiddlywinks a Noble Sport?
How many licks to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?

Thu, 16 Aug 2007 00:25:03 GMT

AM I STILL ALIVE? OH MY GOD.

I was dreaming, but I don't think I was, because my head KILLS and I thought- It was like- ~~I think I'm gonna pass out~~ I was in the office, but not the office here- ~~TAKI-SAN WHAT DID YOU DO~~ ~~Wait, what?~~

TAKI-SAN. D:

hmph

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 00:12:22 GMT

All right. Things are getting out of hand, and we all need to take a moment and calm down. Seriously. And don't give me any lip, cause you know you're gonna get it back, so stop freaking out all stupid-like and take a breath.

You've all read/heard/watched the recent release of certain future-events. Yeah, I know. It's fucking scary. I've been telling you that this place is somewhere you can come to when you're in trouble, or when you need help, and suddenly it's being proclaimed as a ground zero for a massive explosion.

Yeah, well, some of you claim I'm a mutant-picasso and I'd better not be too attached to my left ear. Big fat deal.

So what's true and what's not? ~~I don't know.~~ I don't know. Take whatever precautions necessary. Leave the country, go out of town, avoid the center like the plague, whatever. Buckle down in a bomb shelter if you want, but I know I'm working on the 15th and I ain't going no where.

If you think this is all a load of shit, and are planning on joining me, then that's fine. The Center officially says that there's nothing wrong and that the information was a hoax - that there's nothing to worry about. I, however, can't personally guarantee that you'll be safe with us on that day. I can't. I highly suggest that you don't come around on the 15th, just to be sure. If you reguluarly depend on us for a place to crash, then please PLEASE come talk to either Yukito or myself, and we'll set you up with a temporary residence. (Yukkun's staying on the 15th as well.)

It isn't the end of the world, kids. ~~I hope.~~ Either I see you on the sixteenth all shiny and new, or I don't. Meiko and Kobe-san will be around, after, anyway.

Don't be ashamed of who you are, and don't be afraid. :) Rock on.

Sun, 01 Jul 2007 01:27:39 GMT

Tele-rally on Tuesday night - when you're signing in, please please leave a note as to what your powers are. Normally we don't ask because it really shouldn't matter, but with the sudden bursts of active powers, it's for your safety as much as our own. I know this will freak some of you out, but it can't be helped. :/ Sorry~

Other than that, it's the same as usual. ^__^ ('Cept we got a couple of bean bag chairs. :])

Appointments for counseling start at 2:00PM tomorrow and run until 6:40PM, 20 minutes a piece~ Contact Miaka-chan for a time!

Tue, 12 Jun 2007 08:24:12 GMT

Um, Bunta-san, would it be all right if I did some work in the art rooms? I know you usually ~~stab people for~~ have work set up and such, soooo... I'd just use a desk and a pillar for still life - I want to try some stuff out with my powers.

[Private]
This letter from Tomiyama is...weird... Doomsday and destruction - I don't like the sound of it. :/ I don't want the kids involved with it - they have enough shit to worry about in their lives... God, I mean, it's so damn sketchy! ...I need your help in finding the source of this destruction and ending it before it happens. What the hell is that supposed to mean? This sounds an awful lot like propaganda.

Badbadbad stuff. This makes me uneasy.

I'm going to go work with change control on simple objects- see if I can't get my speed to a crawl and prove to myself that I'm in complete control.

Sat, 02 Jun 2007 11:56:18 GMT

I have a triangle. It goes from my house, to the Youth Group building, to Tomihana, and back to my house. ...Whose triangle is it? :3

There's a tele-rally on Wednesday - another coping session. If anyone wants to go to it, it starts at 7:00PM at the YBG. I'm kinda handling a lot of the prep work for this one, so if anyone wants councilling sessions for the weekend, you should leave me a note to book a time - no drop ins this weekend. D: Sorry!

And if anyone wants to help me make posters, that'd be cool, too. :D I can only draw so many before they all start squigglin' away, you know. >D ANYWAY.

Haha made dorayaki yesterday... \:D/ But there's so much of it~ So I left some in the dorm kitchens at the school, when I was there yesterday. ^^ Eat, be merry, etc and such.

odd restless indecisive

Sun, 27 May 2007 18:34:26 GMT

~~SIGH.~~ I guess it ~~can't hurt~~ ~~is a good idea~~ ~~is close to my hair colour anyway~~ is for charity and junk... Yeah. Sure. Dye me.

In other news~ ~~I want a puppy~~ ~~I need to get new spandex~~ ~~All your base are belong to us~~~ I watched Mirrormask, and for being a foreign movie, it was okay. It was weird-pretty, and it had circus people, though it was focused on jugglers, not acrobats :(. The artsy stuff was cool - a lot of ink, and sepia tones. I like ink, but if I worked with it, a lot of stuff would be melted and streaky when I'm done with it. "Oh look, that concrete wall is melting! How odd!"

I need new charcoals again. SIGH.

MOVIE NIGHT - WEDNESDAY!!

Tue, 15 May 2007 10:14:29 GMT

PEOPLE OF RYUHANA, LEND ME YOUR EARS. Or eyes, seeing as this is a pc thing... ANYway.

Uzumaki... Let's all watch it in the rec room - do a camp out thing or something. We can make popcorn and bring out blankets and stuff... And this way, if you're not a scary movie person, at least there's the rest of us with you, yeah? :D

It'll be fun - all in?

Sun, 13 May 2007 08:52:17 GMT

So here I am, a little bit of a Flash animation junkie, and suddenly it hits me that Flash is basically what I do with pictures, 'cept I don't have to waste my time doing all that rendering and frame-by-frame crap. >D That's pretty awesome, 'cept I can't keep my drawings 'animating' forever. I don't think I'll ever be able to do that, but it'd still be pretty cool.

Okay. It's about seven years old, but I wanna watch Uzumaki. It doesn't look scary, but it's supposed to be really creepy. Creepy's still good. >9

...I really want to play some Soul Calibur. I wonder if it's free.

The Adventures of Mukahi Gakuto

Wed, 18 Apr 2007 09:28:59 GMT

THE ADVENTURES OF MUKAHI GAKUTO

...cause I'd hate to deprive you of the story, Niou. >P

In the beginning, Gakkun discovered the world of gymnastics and the wonderful piece of gym equipment called the trampoline.

BUT THEN THE ONE CALLED NIOU CAME. He challenged Momo the Mighty to a duel, using the trampoline as a test subject.

Momo the Mighty did not defeat the trampoline.

Mysteriousness insued. And the trampoline found broken one day by none other than Gakkun.

WOE.

Gakkun recieved a map from NIOU and went out into the world on a quest to fix the trampoline that was so loved by many of the students.

The map was not of a spectacular nature, much to Gakkun's dismay. He set out into the campus, wondering ~~how the fuck~~ how he was supposed to locate the buried treasure when the X was so ~~bloody~~ large on the map. However, after some time, looking through the unearthed dirt, Gakkun was rewarded with a plastic bag and not-so-shiny treasure.

Oh glorious day. ~~LIKE THAT HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE TRAMPOLINE.~~ This led the brave and valiant adventurer to the commons room where further instructions were posted on the PS2 console. Gakkun had to wait until one Echizen, R. was finished, before he could claim the information that the PS2 console would give him.

During this time, Gakkun pursued nutritional needs and other various tasks ~~since Ryoma refused to die quickly, dammit. ><~~.

Once the PS2 was relenquished, Gakkun was faced with the task of finding the correct game in which to 'die quickly'. This almost instantly dictated an arcade or other top-scores game, BUT, Gakkun is most stubborn and found it!

THEN TO THE LIBRARY THE QUESTOR WENT.

Inside a copy of "Bending Spoons for Bendy Minds" (104.02 on the shelf), Gakuto found another slip of paper.

And, thus, Gakkun the valiant hero decided that this was indeed ~~a load of crap~~ where the quest ended.

Then he promptly went to re-examine the wounded trampoline, determined the maker and found an Adobe Reader User Manual on TEH INTERNET.

Gakkun will be going to get the parts and peices after classes tomorrow to fix the trampoline.

AND ALL WILL BE RIGHT WITH THE WORLD ONCE MORE. (fanfare, sparklies, confetti, etc.)

Thus ends the story of The Adventures of Mukahi Gakuto.

[ooc:I don't know Kanji, but the sticky's supposed to say 'die quickly'. >>; Also, the Morse Code reads: "Screwdriver and Spanner, swimming pool deep end / Nuts and bolts, Momo's Pillow" :D]

Sun, 15 Apr 2007 05:16:57 GMT

OH MY GOD, YOU KILLED IT. D:

[ooc: Gaku found the trampoline~]

Tue, 27 Mar 2007 08:02:59 GMT

Your Homicidal Rampage! by crash_and_burn

Your name:

Weapon of Choice:

Desert Eagle .50

Your Favorite Target:

Punks

Your Kill Count:

1,045,027,779

Your Battle Cry:

"Who put the bomp in the bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp?"

Years You Spend in Jail:

How Much Money In Damages You Cause:

$297,178,905,991,459

Your Homocidal Insanity Level:

74%

muhahahaha.

Fri, 09 Mar 2007 08:11:29 GMT

Mmm~ training... (Happy, Niou?)

But seriously. It's like floor routines, but FREEFORALL. And constant. And super-active. And KEEPGOING, GO FASTER, DON'T DIE. Though I doubt we'd accidently die, but it's nice to know it could happen. :D

Homework = whateva. I don't know if I'm just okay with the workload, or I'm not trying hard enough... >> Either way, it ain't bothering me, and that's fine. ~~I like the art room. I wonder if someone will notice if I move in there permenantly....>>;;~~

...my window leads onto the lower of the two dorm rooftops. :D BWAHAHAHAHA~ I CAN'T WAIT FOR SUMMER. I'm seriously considering DEATHFROMABOVE. ...bwaha. I should probably find some really good hiding places though...not that it'll stop the telepaths, though. >>

[ooc strikes gone, small strikes just contained MUHAHA. >>;; He's liking the school thing a bit too much, I think...]