The Closet


(Containing many threadbare beach towels and those sheets her loopy Aunt Constance gave her seven years ago.)

Where one has decided to keep the fanart that,
in her estimation,
just does NOT cut it.

This page is a in part a rebuttal to the people who tell me I can draw.
All two of them.

...No, I don't include myself in that estimate. Meh. Please don't laugh too hard or you'll hurt yourself. (I don't get enough visitors here to want them to suffer any physical harm. ^^;;;)
 
 

The only picture I've ever finished of Kenaz, and before any of the scanned ones of Isa. Odd, that.

The first scannable picture of Isa ever. Nope, I haven't got a clue where she is. Probably a mountain somewhere. ::grin:: And ain't THAT specific?

Heh. Heh heh. Still one of my favorites, just for the feeling in it. It all goes downhill from here...

A sort-of-spoiler pic, made absolutely ages ago. The first time I was ever able to draw Trunks without either screaming or creating something that looked like a melting Play-Doh pokemon. ^_^;;

You know, I don't have a clue as to what's going on here...

Note to self: do not surprise people with claws. Is not good plan.

Isa, honey, you can stop smirking now. This one needs to be completely re-worked, but-a-hey! And no, this does not necessarily mean what you think it does. But then again, far be it from me to reveal anything. ::grin::

Awww, my other Bulma. The coloring came out thoroughly odd on this one. I'm beginning to think I have a fixation with chibis on people's heads.

Lookit! I colored with a computer! Wheeee! (Even if it was only Adobe PhotoDeluxe... was that ever a pain) And in my defense, I can say only that this wasn't my idea.
 
 
 
 

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