I heard a story once, I can't remember all the details. It was about an Emperor and a painter. For whatever reason, the painter was faced with death for some infraction. The Emperor made a deal with the painter, a deal that if the painter could paint the most beautiful meaningful painting the Emperor had ever seen, his life would b spared. The painter thought long and hard. After the painter was finished with the painting the Emperor was floored by the pure genius and beauty of the painting. This is my version of that painting. The Emperor loved it because it was a brilliant concept, the bird already having left the painting both shows movement, insight, simplicity and lets the viewer imagine their own interpretation of a beautiful bird, therefore seeing one. I don't know if it's a true story or not, but I've always liked it.

Titus is not made of titanium as many people believe. He simply has a skin condition that creates a titanium oxide on his skin. As such he has a knack for being shiny and metallic. His skin gives him extra strength and resistance to elements, but he must shed every day to avoid suffocation.

When he is not off saving the world he is busy solving Sudoku from the London Times he gets flown in every day. Other interests include modeling and throwing limbs at stray cats.

I got a sixty-nine chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a hurst on the floor
Shes waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the seven-eleven store
Me and my partner sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings attached
We set `em up and then we shut `em down

Tonight tonight the strips just right
I wanna blow `em off in my first heat
Summers here and the time is right
Were goin racin in the street

We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
When the strip shuts down we run `em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
Then go racin in the street

Tonight tonight the strips just right
I wanna blow `em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world
Were going racin in the street

I met her on the strip three years ago
In a camaro with this dude from l.a.
I blew that camaro off my back and drove that little girl away
But now theres wrinkles around my babys eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs baby did you make it all right
She sits on the porch of her daddys house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born

For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me were gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands

Tonight tonight the highways bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
`cause summers here and the time is right
Were goin racin in the street

~Springsteen~

mmm... i guess these are a couple of windy things. Well, you can't leave the window open... you never know.

You may be in the lead but this race has no finish line.

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Hi! First time drawing on one of these--it's a lot harder than it looks X_X I'll try and finish her later, after I work up the courage. Hopefully I won't ruin her with color.

Slight ref for the pose from an artbook of mine.

EDIT: Finished :)

Photo reference.

i am looking for people to do collabs with...if anyone would like to have a collab with me ur welcome..and the only thing is that u have to be good at human anatomy^^ collabs are fun so lets play lol^^ also i have no idea y i drew this..it's um interesting isn't it?..it's some kind of weird purple creature...please don't laugh at her..ok fine she does look rediculous lol^^