Holy Moley

So, last night I went and saw Avatar with my little brother.

o_o

Really, there’s not much more to say. But I’ll say more.

I want one of those Ikran. Heavens, I want to turn into a Na’vi and live there the rest of my life.

I’m so jealous of the artists who got to come up with all those creatures. I wish I could’ve been in their shoes, bringing those most awesome of animals to life. D:

Scarface (because I got no names out of there but Jake Sully… xP) was a total creeper, and could hold his breath way too long. I hate it when people refuse to die ‘cause they’re so busy doing the wrong thing. Happens amazingly often in movies though.

If I didn’t have a whole list of commissions waiting on me, I would so totally be drawing up mounds and mounds of Avatar fanart. Mostly things with those ‘banshees’, because they are the awesome. Way better than any actual pteranodons.

And then I came home and the girl commissioning me had messaged me back about the sketches I’d given her. After mounds of other stuff in reply to the mounds of stuff I’d said in my message, she concluded with this:

“I think all of the sketches are awesome with just a couple of things to fix. But then again, you're not a mind reader (though you are pretty close!).”

Further proof of my psychic powers and much happiness in those two sentences. :D I’m loving this.