one o' the boys in my studio down here, though, when he's back from.. wherever the christ he went. should be able to snap some smexy shots for me.
at which point i'll chuck e'm up for you.
If you're not watching my scraps (and why would you really.) i found an old moleskin lying around from '09 that i'd torn to shreds and sketched in some. so that shit's all up in that.
aand.. again. the photos aren't good enough for chucking onto an art site or anything. but. if you're a blog-rapist. head over to fleshdump.blogspot <-- updates from my whiskey-induced studio visit last night. paintings and such.
bam.
~b
ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE
can anyone please for the love of christ explain to me what in the FUCK the deal is with the llamas and the points and the badges and the horseshit?
how do you find these points? what do they do? why do you want them? how can i get more? do they give me food? can i eat from this site now? is this happening?
WHO. WHAT. WHENCE.









as for photos, if your friend takes too long, i could drop by with my camera for you.
Points are deviantart's internal currency. It's money you buy with money and then move around the site. It's a way to give people a few cents without giving them money, just stuff to put towards dA subscriptions and merchandise.
You can only eat with them if you can eat... t-shirts and stress balls, I'm sorry