Desert-Anubis [2015-02-11 05:50:34 +0000 UTC]

Dude.

I love your sig.

"If you tripped and fall, it means I just hit you with a planet."

ROFL

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ferdi-freak [2009-02-07 03:43:56 +0000 UTC]

hey! check this out! I just saw who my Secret VALENTINE WAS !! it really works.. see who your VALENTINE is just CLICK HERE

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Vreeze [2008-08-09 06:26:18 +0000 UTC]

GW, dah join nih

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Jun-Akasaka [2008-05-24 17:10:44 +0000 UTC]

finally i beat ur pv.. ha5..

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imFAKE [2007-11-10 02:07:37 +0000 UTC]

helloo... immback. dah lama gak submit. check out n leave comment yah

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oxidizzy [2007-11-10 02:04:43 +0000 UTC]

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smurf2 [2007-11-05 01:18:33 +0000 UTC]

lam kenal bos...

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willustration [2007-10-31 06:08:33 +0000 UTC]

hi...namanya siapa ya? hobby beladiri ya?hehehe

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hendywiranata [2007-01-19 09:03:08 +0000 UTC]

Hehehe Allow juga.. ^^

waah illustrator kabeh ya nii.. >_<

ngga bisa nii AI.. AP aja bisanya.. hehehe...


Salam kenal bro..^^

kalo ada kerjaan bagi bagi yaa.. heheehe baru kenal udah cari channel.. ^^

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Jun-Akasaka [2006-12-13 01:03:01 +0000 UTC]

o......n___n.......o
o...>( o x o)<....o
o......( u u )~.....o
o......................o

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Jun-Akasaka [2006-12-03 10:54:02 +0000 UTC]

hehe, you've tagged please read my journal for more details ^__^

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Jun-Akasaka [2006-08-29 07:21:13 +0000 UTC]

gmbrny kok gak nambah...?huehehe

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ragdollou812 [2006-04-28 10:31:12 +0000 UTC]

PENCINTA AI hihihihihihi

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cosanameimagi [2006-04-07 06:47:39 +0000 UTC]

thanks mate for the

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AsraisFate [2006-02-13 06:29:59 +0000 UTC]

thankyou

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Mukis [2006-02-09 22:32:52 +0000 UTC]

hey! you got a pretty cool gallery dude!
K.U.T.G.W.

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htibbing [2005-12-24 01:18:10 +0000 UTC]

thanks alot for the fave dude and merry xmas!!

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IOFFE [2005-10-09 18:47:38 +0000 UTC]

great thanks 4 da F

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IOFFE [2005-10-09 18:45:39 +0000 UTC]

great thanks 4 da F

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andsevo [2005-05-16 11:08:45 +0000 UTC]

lam kenal ya
gallerynya kren

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adriano10 [2005-03-21 20:21:39 +0000 UTC]

oowh man terimakasih banyak atas watchnya..... Hail Vector!

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adriano10 [2005-03-19 19:00:11 +0000 UTC]

salam kenal... cool colour vector!! keren

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einhander [2005-03-03 09:51:05 +0000 UTC]

hi, finally back to DA. Finished setting up my own graphic house, been a hectic year.

I'd like to hear other people's design company woes. as well as share mine.

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ripatapir [2005-02-13 16:30:00 +0000 UTC]

halo halo

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ripatapir [2005-02-13 16:28:59 +0000 UTC]

wah vector artist lagi

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killerB [2004-03-19 20:47:07 +0000 UTC]

kewl

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einhander [2004-01-10 20:02:40 +0000 UTC]

this is a very amazing quote from my favorite writer. Such flair, such eloquence and... such insanity is rare!!!

"Anyway, before I get to whatever it is I need to talk about, I wanted to make sure you all know the REAL POKUTE. Not many people have figured out just what the hell is "the deal" with me. Sometimes I am really confusing and people are all like, "Double-U Tea Ef, man?" and I'm all like, "Dude, man. That's just the way GAAAAAAWD builts me!" They don't seem to understand and then we get into a big fist fight where someone loses and eye and it sells on the black market for sub-bluebook value. Nuts.

Speaking of nuts, I'd like to share a little secret with you. If you take the " bowl" shaped part of an acorn after it has fallen off the tree and the nut you can make a little musical instrument out of it and it whistles really really loud. Not many people know this so when I show them they are really surprised!!! You can tell they are really surprised because I used three exclamation marks. If I used any fewer they would be less surprised but if I used more it would be verging on the border of ridiculousness and nobody wants that, now do they?

So back to me. First it is important to realize that I am usually found in these places where other people go to do certain things. You see, I am a social person and I go places where other people are to do what other people go places to do. Going places makes me really happy because I like to see people doing what they went somewhere to do. When another person does what they set out to do where they set out to do it, I smile. I also like Radiohead.

Sometimes I look at the moon and I cry. There isn't any method or reason to it. I just look up and cry. I don't feel sad. I don't feel loss. I don't feel relief. I just cry. One time when I was looking at the moon and was crying someone saw me and asked what was wrong. I told them that whenever I looked at the moon I would cry.

I made ten trips to the Salvation Army today. It wasn't because I got too much stuff to carry home or anything like that. I just forgot that I went.

Scented candles are really scary, much more so than regular candles, which I have no problem with. One time I was in this hippy store and they had scented candles going. I was all like, "Guys you need to stop those candles. This seriously isn't cool. I'm freaking out." My friend who we call Freckles said that it was probably all the acid I dropped that morning, but to that I said this: "Look, man! There isn't time for your spotty logic!" Then I cracked up because of my jokes about freckles. The laughter was so intense that Freckles imploded. My eulogy went like this: Freckles had a very large jaw. He would use it to chew foods and to speak at me with. I feel very privileged to have been spoken at by that magnificent jaw.

When I was traveling across the Rhineland with my ex-KGB buddy who we all call "Ankles," I found this really shiny piece of metal. Some people thing it's cursed, but I don't. We call Ankles by that nickname because he was caught and tortured by who ever was fighting the Soviets at that time (none of us really remember). Well anyway, they cut off his legs and fed them to wild pigs which he now keeps as pets. You need to be careful with wild pigs once they've developed the taste for human flesh though, so he keeps them in this metal cage in the back of his truck. Ankles doesn't like the idea of using a wheelchair so he did what all circus freaks who lost their legs while being tortured by whoever was fighting the Soviets at the time and he developed extremely muscular arms. He walks on his arms and he can do all these cool things because he's so strong. If you ever have a pickle jar that needs opening, Ankles is definitely the person to ask.

It has been twenty years since I found that shiny piece of metal and now I roam the Etruscan countryside looking for the next "big thing" in teeny bopper music. Some people think that this is really difficult because I have no ears, but I have devised a clever contraption that takes input from a large sample of teenage girls and detects sound waves from all types of musical instruments to see if they would be popular or not. So far my findings have been very broad. A lot of people seem to love the sound of turtles rolling on their shells. I believe this is something we shall never fully understand.

Memories left behind we tunneled through until there was light and water and air and Jesus Christ, the fresh air and it tasted so damn good! This time it was for real. This time we would get it straightened out. This time there wouldn't be any mistakes. This time everything would be okay. There would be time for fun, though. We figured out that quickly. Without looking back we left the bells and the bars and the weights and the pulleys and the gears and the ideals and all that bullshit and all that structure and all that "all that," walked forward then ran forward then just ran. Running fluid throwing secret bases half time way there here not any sick numbers. There isn't time to do it all again.

I was in love once. It was in 1963 and we were at the ice rink. At the time my spine wasn't so bad so I was a professional ice rink person. This girl fell down on the ice and I rushed to help her back up, but when I did she hit me in the eye. My eye started to bleed and then she kneed me in the testes. I slapped her across the face and she kissed me. That was the most romantic moment of my entire life. If I could have seen what she looked like or ever heard a word that she said, I might have the means to find her today.

Sixteen years ago I had a kitten named Noam. She was cute and small and really nice to the neighborhood children, but one day she disappeared. I never found out where she went until three weeks ago when I packed up all my things to move. Apparently she had gotten herself stuck behind my refrigerator, but I never heard her groans and whines because that old fridge was so damn loud. Anyway, whenever food would inevitably get pushed to the back of the fridge and fall down the back she would eat it for sustenance. Usually it was something like salsa or leftovers that got really nasty so she would get sick and vomit all the time. Eventually Noam got really fat and the vomit acted as a sauce when the heat from the fridge slowly cooked her for years. The neighborhood kids ate like kings.

Let's go back a few hundred millennia. What's the deal with tectonic plates? I mean, sure the earth formed from molten rock eventually cooling to the point where it developed many large "plates" which now rest on lower layers of magma and shift on the Earth's surface, but what the hell does that have to do with me? I honestly don't see the reason we have tectonic plates. It just makes everything a lot more confusing. For example, I was going to set up a contract to build a large house in Mongolia sometime in the next eight thousand years because I really like their beef, but I was talking to some contractorsÑyou know, just to get a few bids on the thingÑand they were all like " Dude you can't do that because the tectonic plates shift so much that the whole area is going to be different when you actually build something." When I heard that I was all like, "Damn it, that totally sucks ass."

Once I was jumping up and down for like, thirteen hours, trying to compete with this guy on a pogo stick. Well anyway, as it turns out I have a misshapen spine so now I slither around everywhere like a snake. I don't want to use a wheelchair because I look up to Ankles, but I might get a Segway if they didn't cost so damn much. Those things are just plain cool and I don't care what Maddox has to say.

I used to play this game at the beach with strangers called "sand dune wars." The basic premise of the game was that I would lay in wait behind a large sand dune and whenever people would walk by I would jump out and tackle the people. It was really fun until I got too frisky with this one couple and I spent nine years as an S&M sex slave in a dungeon in Wales. Coffadwriaeth y cyfiawn sydd fendigaid!

Nobody really remembers how it happened, how it all went down, but a select few remember the unique smell of the bath house that fateful Sunday morning. It was January and I the latest batch of G.I.s had just left for the homeland. The whole town took a deep breath of free air. There wasn't much time until a large ship would return with more of our oppressors who raped our women and ate our food and didn't laugh at our jokes so we had to act fast. There was no time for dilly-dallying or anything that mildly represented the act. We had to be the wind, when the wind was in a really big hurry. Clearly, there wasn't a whole lot of time to do anything other than the holy missive at hand. Some people say it smelled like cherries.

Speak when you are spoken to, child of Satan! There is no room for you on this bridge. There is only room for the nineteen words that came from the sea in the last battle for the shore. Nineteen words leave you short from the gains of all power. There is no room for you on these lands. There is no place for you in those skies. You will not find sanctuary in the depths of the sea. You shall not make your claim in space. You are not made for this world!

"See here, miscreant!" he boomed from his position of haughty authority. "This is the bus to Jamestown and your transfer is supposed to take your sorry ass to Chi-town! Moreover, this scrap is dated for over a week ago!" I was on my own until I could scrap up the change to make it all the way back home, so I took up temporary shelter in a youth's refuge. I ended up splitting and forming a commune with a few people who I might have called friends at the time. I certainly wouldn't anymore now that I look back on the whole ordeal. They didn't care about me at all, but then again, back then nobody gave a damn about nobody and we liked it that way.

When I open my eyes I see bright flashes of magnificent color and glory comes through the windowsill to greet my withered tome. Desecration of the forthwith. Slowly my thoughts become vague and the new day lifts my mind to greater plateaus. I dunk my head into a barrel of dead fish, slick back my hair with Dapper Dan, and walk blindly into a mailbox. "

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einhander [2003-11-03 18:17:04 +0000 UTC]

yes, the perspectives are probably harder to make in illustrator. But I can't use 3D. -sniff-

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shadukha [2003-11-02 12:05:34 +0000 UTC]

Ya got some nice work here, I'll be watching you

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downtown08 [2003-10-31 06:18:16 +0000 UTC]

welcome to dA.
enjoy your stay..






im surprised that you did those perspectives in illustrator..i think itd almost be easier to construct it in a 3d program.

nice work though.keep it up.

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einhander [2003-10-30 14:46:19 +0000 UTC]

Completing the Path
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by a vector addict


I've travelled far and alone
Without a soulmate

In my head, everytime
I connect dots with a line

A path I must make
An addiction I can't shake
Makes me contemplate
Whether i'm sane

or just lame...

One day I browse..
I realize..

I'm no longer alone
there are others like me

he he he

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