I feel like this is a new concept to me again since I didn’t do this for the bulk of the tragic year of 2020…..which has spilled over to 2021. Spoiler Alert, it looks like coronavirus is gonna be sticking around for a while. UGH.
So bothersome, all of it.
Almost as much as me fucking up my back AGAIN at Cotton field 6.5. So here I lay typing another issues of Jano’s Bizarre Art Adventure with a sharp pain in my side. I can’t Yeet to this shit, I can’t.
This issue is actually less problematic and dramatic than the bulk of the issues I’ve written. On Kami.
*Hits Rewind button.
It was the trying times of 20 fucking 20. Coronavirus was running rampant, much like racism. The only difference is Corona don’t give a fuck your skin complexion nor beliefs. All it wanted was to fuck your life up and stop you from living your best life.
Side note, I’m really trying to speak in past tense, but the shit is still happening. Ugh as if.
Corona is the true definition of cancel culture, because that is exactly what the fuck it did. Concerts, cons, gatherings, school, jobs, fun functions, etc.
Graduations are included in the etc, in case you didn’t realize.
If I was graduating last year I would have been upset more so by this. Imagine your senior year finally arrives and all the things you had been excited about for the past 3 years because halted for safety concerns. Even though I legit didn’t care about any of that 19 years ago, I can empathize for those whose adolescent hearts desires were ripped a sunder.
Thats it for the preface for anyone new to life or for anyone who reads this from a decade from now.
As I mentioned last issue, my ancestors told me not to go back to the cotton field when it was mandated that we return since the stay at home order was no longer in effect. However, my girlfriend stayed and at some point she told me that a coworker wanted to pay for a cap and gown graduation shoot.
Sure, I’ll do it.
Her and I made contact with each other and made arrangements to do the shoot. We chose Freedom Park on a Friday after. A hot, blazing, torch filled afternoon in June.
FUCK. *Witchers voice.
She arrived with her mother, who I haven’t seen since ummmmmm March. We chatted for a little bit and then her and her daughter started to traverse in the park. At first she seemed nervous but as time went on she got comfortable. She was hesitant to smile hard for some reason, I told her that she is allowed to smile as hard as she wants and not to think about how anyone would perceive her.
Translation, fuck what people think.
Side note, I literally was the only who was sweating like a slave in the fields. How she wasn’t in a cap and gown is beyond me.
Nigger heat is real bro. Real and fucking oppressive as fuck. SHIT.
We were out there for at least an hour, I think. We made our way back to the parking lot where her mother paid me and we said our goodbyes.
And thats it.
Told ya this wasn’t a dramatic issue, at all. Honestly the most dramatic part of the whole day was after the shoot. I was going to give photography lessons to a friend who helped me out with a shoot at the same park. While I was waiting for her to arrive I sat on a bench under a web of trees the song Strange Fruit By Billie Holiday was playing in my head.
But Jano why?
Because at some point last summer, random black bodies were found hanging from trees.
Yea. Class can you say Jano was Shook? Because I fucking was.
Chills went through my body as I think about it.
Anyway to see the image from that blazeful, blistering, sweaty day click here.
Thats it for me. I dead ass have an urger to BattleToads and Double Dragon on Sega Genesis right now. Which I think I’m gonna do. I’m pretty sure I won’t get far, but whatever.
Side note, I have 3 episodes of Star Trek The Next Generation left and I’m kinda sad about it. Yea there is still the movies that relate to that saga but still, my childhood man.
Damn its that time of year again. Time for that nigger heat, the heat that oppressed my ancestors my ancestors in the times of slavery.
So this issue is a lengthy one. Longer than the mermaid saga. This saga started September 2017 and ended June 2018.
So we are gonna skip how I don’t know how I feel about the series finale of Game of Thrones. Thats who rules over Westeros?? Never would have thought, even though apparently there were signs according to all the recent theories Google feels the need to suggest to me.
Anyway, make sure your wifi is on for this. It is a whole anime arc.
The saga of the summer projects ended, and the feeling was comparable to how the calm after big anime boss battles. Need examples that put your favorite heroes through hell, sure. Togoru, Sensui, Freeza, Majin Buu, The Dark Moon Clan, Lady Debonair, Mistress 9, Doflamingo, Apocalypse, Thanos, The Night King,Shredder (Not the 1990’s cartoon one, he was a joke), need I go on.
Niggas were exhausted, more so mentally than physically. I was over the whole model search and legit just wanted to chill, finish act 2 of my book series, play video games and beat my meat in bliss. Ya know simple shit.
That legit didn’t last long.
At some point in September a friend I use to pick cotton with at my least favorite plantation, (Ikea for those who don’t know my life), hit me up. He told me about a girl that he thought would be a good model for me. He sent me her IG profile and I agreed.
Honestly at this point in time I had no idea what I wanted to bring to life, legit didn’t. The only thing saw artistically was inking act 2 of Azure Ascendance, nothing else mattered. Never the less I messaged her and tried to think of a concept and a possible location.
I didn’t have shit. None, No such shit existed.
I would scroll on my IG timelines and would lean toward flowery and Japanese themes. At some point I even went to Plato’s Closet to browse for possible things I may want to use. We would communicate during this process, I know this sounds vague in contrast to my usual vivid details but this part of the saga is a blur to me. Maybe it was because I didn’t have clue where the fuck I was going, or maybe it was because the job I just started after not working for 9 weeks was having me wake up early as fuck to set up for halloween fuckery.
But one day I found a path to follow, and man it was a fucking path that will probably take a few hours to type. First google The Black Tape Project, go ahead I’ll wait.
This project has actually been in existence since 2013. When I saw it years ago I thought the concept was pretty kool and wanted to do something similar to it. Legit forgot all about it until one September day when I saw something pop on IG. In that moment abstract ideas I previously had amalgamated into one grand idea.
And when it did she stopped replying to my messages. Of course.
Jano, did you chase her down for this idea?
Nigga fuck no. After the war of summer 2017 my spirit no longer has no urge to chase people down who don’t want to be part of my life or art journey. She got one email to see if she was still down but after that, nah bruh.
So here I was with this idea with no one to shoot it with. Sadly even though I have mostly female friends, I’m pretty sure none of them would be down for me to cover their bodies in ribbons while being naked in front of me. Spoiler Alert, I’m the cutest loser you will ever meet.
So off to craigslist I go.
I knew what I wanted I wanted a brown, dark skin girl with natural hair. Usually I don’t have a preferred genotype for the ideas I’ve done but this time I did. Replies were scarce as fuck. But before we continue can someone tell me why this white woman replied when I clearly stated that I desire the opposite of her. I even had a picture as an example. NIGGGAAAA!!!!
Dear White People, when I say I want a brown skin female you don’t meet the requirements. Your basic Becky aesthetic can be taken elsewhere.
Anyway at some point that fall I considered one of my coworkers for the part since met the criteria. Since I got a possible model for this project I started the how the fuck am I going to pull this off part, because ya know that is important. First, my homegirl who I shot in the park, let me borrow her eldest daughters cotton candy machine. I actually didn’t use since the shoot took longer to do than expected, and I didn’t want stop her from making cotton candy. Second, since my mermaid cosplay friend, knows the way of cosplay culture I asked her what can I use to adhere ribbons to the skin that won’t cause any type of discomfort. She told me of a spray that I found in hobby lobby one day post cotton field. I tried it on myself while shopping, yea that shit stuck.
I had told my coworker that I needed to get her measurements and I needed to test the spray on her. We attempted to make plans for this to happen, did it tho? Nah, not at all. After several attempts I said fuck it, especially since she told me she had gotten a second job, and ironically the days we planned on something came up.
Spoiler Alert, I’m so over that happening in all avenues of my life.
At this point it is December 2017, and the idea of shooting someone outside who was only ribbon cladded was as dead as the flowers I hoped to capture as a backdrop in this saga. Plus not gonna lie I’m not a cold weather person, not all….unless I’m getting paid. So figured I’d aim to do the shoot in the spring.
The way my life goes it would probably be spring when I found someone.
The search continued. I thought I found a potential one but of course she fizzled out of existence too, honestly there isn’t a point in bringing her up. Another friend who I met during the the mermaid saga, was interested but decided against it for reasons I’m not mad at.
If you give me a legit reason why you don’t want to do a shoot, opposed to just vanishing out of my life after saying you were down I won’t cast stones. Its only when you ghost me do I throw stones, salt, shade and sarcasm. All the painful S’s. Especially if you don’t reply to my message but like my fucking post on social media.
Fast forward to March 2018. One of my homegirls who I shucked and jived with at the plantation wanted to get dinner, we met at Zoe’s Kitchen and talked about how our lives were going. I told her about the shoot I was trying to do, and asked did she have any friends that I may want to shoot for it. She pulled out her phone and showed me her coworker…OMG.
Nigga, I was floored. She was gorgeous, I told her I want her for my bday (no literally my bday was coming up soon) she would be a great gift so I could end this search. She told me she would ask her and man this mystic hybrid was hopeful as fuck. The next time I saw her was at my bday party the following week, and her friend was down.
Blessed Be!! Hail to the guardians of the watch tower.
I got her contact info, and we set up a meeting sometime during the following week.
Real Shit she was kool as fuck. I told her the whole project and was excited. She told me she never modeled before aside from this one thing at college where she was essentially the token black person on the college brochure. I took her measurements, and told her as it warmed up we could start thinking about a date. In the meantime I asked what her favorite type of candy was and liquor choices. She told me gummy bears and was down for any type of spirit consumption. As spring approached I bought a candy dish and a fan off Amazon. In May we met at Hobby Lobby one day post cotton field to see if the ribbons I wanted to use would be a good contrast on her. They won’t. The original intent was pastel colors but they appeared more sheer than anything. I chose 2 variations of the pink and purple I desired.
Side note, I like how after I actual found someone who I wanted and they solidified that they were down things flowed effortlessly.
When we got in the parking lot we talked about a date. She had told me that every Saturday in June she would be off in addition to the Tuesdays she is normally allotted off. We picked the Tuesday the 3rd week of June, and that Saturday as the back up date. In the meantime, my jobs project had ended and I began my 4 months of unemployment.
Not gonna lie,I legit kinda miss being unemployed. All I did was draw, chase my art dreams, eat and sleep in late. Sucks I couldn’t afford to turn on my a/c but I survived….somehow.
Anyway, at some point I fashioned a floral crown from supplies from Party City and Dollar Tree. Yay for the crown making experience points I gained during the mermaid epic. But the cape was a whole different thing. Spoiler alert, I don’t know how to sew, at all. Yay for my homegirls who told me about Hem tape and my cosplay friend who told me about chiffon because my cape may have not existed at all. Rigging the ornament of the cape was the hardest part. As the date came closer she bought a pair of shoes that were way better than anything I could have imagined.
The week came of the shoot FINALLY. OMFG, this took forever. If you think reading this was arduous try living it. That Monday I had called Mcgill Rose Garden to see that there were no events occurring the following day. This garden is legit kool as shit, however it is only open for a few hours a day and it is a popular place people like to have events. The last thing I need is for the background to be loaded with gawking people. That is way more editing than I prefer to do.
They told me no, so the rest of the day I spent buying gummy bears, making a new version of Jano Juice, buying a glass royalty would use and image training on how I wanted the shoot to go and hoped the awkward loss of words that occurred a few weeks prior wouldn’t repeat itself. At some point that night she called me to tell me that we couldn’t do the shoot the next day for a very good reason, her period came.
But Jano why does that matter?
Spoiler Alert, she is going to only be wearing ribbons. Only Ribbons. Pretty sure a females menstrual cycle involves light and heavy blood flow. And from what I heard the first few days are the heaviest, and the last thing that is desired is blood oozing from her while shooting. That is a whole lot of discomfort for her that can be avoided if we rescheduled. So we did for that Saturday. What is a few days compared to several months?
The day before I walked the venue again since I haven’t been there in months, and did the whole visualization thing. My only other hope was that the cops wouldn’t be called on us, that was def a thing last summer. Black people were getting the policed called on them for simple things like living, pretty sure someone would do it if they saw a black girl wearing only ribbons being shot by black photographer with a Black Dynamite Afro for following his dreams if they had the chance. On god my anxiety was high as fuck the night before.
Anyway, the morning came and I did not hear anything from her around the time we were supposed to meet up. My mind started to swell with fear and a million thoughts raced through my head. Was all this for nothing? Would she vanish on me like other models have the past few months? Fuck am I just trash to be thrown away so easily after all?
And those were only the nice thoughts.
I was having another existential crisis similar to what I had the past few months while trying to do other photoshoots, that to this day I still haven’t done 2 of the desired ones. Nigga its June 2019 still have yet to be done, the two aforementioned shoots were conceived October 2017 and January 2018. NIGGA!! A myriad of thoughts clenched my throat leaving me grasping for air, hoping to not drown in an ocean of depression again.
Yea I’m real fucked up and have a trash complex. Yay for conditioning.
Hold on, Let me breath.
I texted her hoping she had just overslept for good reason, and that was the case. The deepest sigh of relief came from me. But we only a had a few hours that the garden would be open. The goal was to be there by the time it opened, mainly to avoid human background traffic. Plus it would be less hot as fuck earlier in the morning, it would still be hot as fuck but not less as fuck. The place opened at 10, and that is when she got to my house around that time. She got to my place, stripped and I applied the ribbons as hastily as I could. There wasn’t any major issues, other than the adhesive getting stuck to me sometimes. I stuck to my design as much as I could, the application wasn’t as neat as desired but I knew I could fix it in photoshop. We got to the venue around 12ish, the place closes at 3.
Luckily barely anyone was there, the few that were there observed proper etiquette of staying the fuck out of our way. I poured her Jano Juice Volume 3 for effect, nice to know I can make good mixed drinks. If this art journey fails maybe I’ll be a bartender. I told her to channel the royal, bad and boujee side she keeps locked away. And she did successfully and elegantly. For someone who never modeled before she did a legit good job. It was worth the wait, of course I would prefer if my ideas didn’t take months to fucking flourish but whatever.
Anyway to see the culmination of my 10 month journey, go here.
That is the end of this epic, I would say saga but I feel epic is more appropriate given the length of time it took to do this. It damn near equated to a whole school year. Since this ribbon concept worked, hopefully I can do it again in another shoot. But will I? No seriously, I have no idea. I def want to but these model searches are so fucking taxing. If you are interested email me, with photos of yourself and please be in Charlotte, N.C.
Moral of the story; keep in touch with your friends from the cotton field they may help you follow your dreams.
Or something, infer what you want from this. Or not. I don’t care.
Thats it for now, I’m going to do something that doesn’t involve typing a narrative for 4 hours, like rewatch Durarara for the fourth time and getting for ConCarolinas.
Holy fuck its fucking cold. I’ve never been so ashy in my entire life. Nigga have you ever been so cold that parts of your body are in pain. NIGGA. Thats where I am in my life right now, just colder than Chilly Willy Snowflake.
What did you think I was gonna start this off with Happy New Year? By the time I post this you prob have heard it more times than you care to. So why continue the cycle. I will tell you I am really enjoying listening to CD’s I ain’t heard in years. Right now its Toni Braxton’s Secrets and Changing Faces, All day and All Night albums. YAAAAAASSS.
Anyway it may be 2018 now but I am still stuck in the past as I continue my photographic journey. This episode is actually the last photoshoot I did in August of the fuck boy year of 2016, but first a flashback. One day back in August 2015 though I was feeling social and decided to visit one of my homegirls. I asked if I could photograph her eldest daughter and she said yea, fast forward one year later and that brings us this episode.
Spoiler alert: She is the koolest 11 year old I know. Also side note the only 11 year old I know, I’m not out here making friends with children that will be weird as fuck.
Spoiler alert 2: I hate kids. Real Shit I do. I bet you won’t expecting that shit. Well there are exceptions. I like my friends kids, thats it. So if you and I are friends and you have a child, I will like your child. Everyone else, Nah Bruh not at all. The ironic part is that kids like me, why I have no fucking idea.
Anyway it took a while for this adventure to happen only because of conflicting schedules, but once it happened it was fun especially for my friends daughter. She is a member of the Girls Scouts and likes nature so she really enjoyed herself. She never modeled before in her 9 years of life (when this shoot occurred) but she really did a great job. I was such a proud uncle. *inserts joy here* I told her to tell all her friends at school she was model so they can get jealous, and they did. HA, take that children I care nothing about at all. Did I just throw shade at children, fuck yea I did.
Anyway to check out our adventure at Reedy Creek Park check them out here.
As far as the rest of my life goes, I hope that I can regain the motivation I had for my projects as I use to. It probably would help if the cotton field didn’t drain the fuck out of my soul. If this was an RPG I would use an item to regain my focus ability because right now that shit is trash on all fronts. I am currently plotting out photoshoots for the year and my sincere hope is that I deal with the fickle fuckery that I dealt with last year. I hope the souls of those who emitted that fickle fuckery die of soul AIDS, or real AIDS which ever comes first. I legit give no fucks
Spoiler alert, my mouth will probably be worse this year. This is your chance to get out now because there will be no other warning.
Anyway if you are interested in modeling for me send me an email with an image of yourself, and I’ll be in contact with you. Ummmmm I think thats it for right now, I think. If I keep going I will just start rambling how I want a new Dragon Age game to be released this year, Boruto to get interesting, The new season of The Magicians premiere this week, I need more episodes of Black Mirror,Deadpool 2 is gonna give me joy when it gets released, and I how I legit hate winter. OMFG can it be spring time already. It feels like that dragon that was possessed by the Night King in the season 7 finale of Game of Thrones is raping us all with his dead ice dragon breath. FUCK
Yo Real Shit I wanna pass back out after just waking up a few hours ago, never mind I kinda I have to so I can be in the cotton field in a few hours. Right now the only thing keeping me awake is listening to Hannibal Buress as I type this. Damn it Spotify stop fragging up on me. Why are you like this?
So anyway since it’s the holidays and there was a period between September and November when my posting schedule got fragged cuz of adjustment to slavery and ain’t shit nigga fuckery. I decided to do another issue this month.
Fuck, I’m so fucking tired. Fuck.
Anyway where am I in this journey, oh yeah August 2016. Like I said a few issues ago I had this grand idea of a photo series about those with artistic abilities. Ya know acting, writing, music, etc. Most people had dropped out but luckily one of my friends was still able to do it. One of my boys I met when I was picking cotton.
Yeah, you read that right, picking cotton. Where? Everyone’s favorite plantation, IKEA. That nazi slave camp, but real shit I met some kool people in the process of shucking and jiving. Spoiler Alert, there will always be a strong slave solidarity against snobbish ass white people.
My fellow freed slave is Producer and Beat Maker Justin Nelms, who makes candy for your ears. Nigga when I say your ear drums will cum slowly from hearing his sounds that is not an exaggeration. If you like Nujabes then you will def like his material. Probably because he was born into a family of music. Genetics can be a good thing at time especially when said source material is augmented by dedication to your craft.
The photo session was insanely chill especially since I didn’t end up in pain like I did in the Scarlet Tracks issue. Unfortunately it was cut short because he had a deadline to meet but we def shot some good material within the time span we were allowed. Despite that it was a good shoot and fun to see one of my fellow slaves free and enjoying life.
Some of the photos from said adventure are here. As for my friend check out his website here, his sound is definitely worth the money. And as with everything please don’t waste anyones time if you decide to work with him. Professionalism is key *inserts flashbacks*, man fuck 2016.
Anyway this is probably going to be the last issue for this year. Sucks right, I am working on Act 2 as we speak, well not currently as we speak because obviously I am working on this issue but you get the point. I am doing coloring videos on my instagram snap chat thingy from time to time, feel free to check that out. You ever see someone color to a soundtrack, no? Ok there ya go. Talk to ya in 2018, here’s hoping I won’t be so damn tired next issue. Meanwhile I’m gonna try to see the new Star Wars, Thor, and Justice League movies. Yeah I’m behind.
Holy Fuck it actually feels like fall outside, a month later after its initial arrival. I legit will miss summer minus the days it felt like having skin wasn’t necessary. Along with several other things from this past summer.
Things like what Jano?
Well not being employed, living with someone who didn’t clean after themselves, and fickle ass models. Which brings us to the subject of this issue, nice segue right?
So this summer I decided to expand my portfolio with four specific ideas. Two of which were inspired by me JUST now seeing The Craft movie ( I know I’m 20 years late), a masquerade style shoot and a mermaid. What should have taken a few weeks literally turned into a four month fucking god damn journey. Holy fucking fuck.
After an unnecessary amount of bullshit from fickle ass people, I finally brought these ideas to life. I am legit satisfied as fuck with the four who helped me out, They are the real damn MVP.
But Jano what about those who were fickle as fuck with you?
I don’t give a fuck about their lives and they can get raped by a gaggle of squirrels, catch AIDS, and get their vaginas bashed with a bag of rocks superglued with glass fragments. They are completely useless to me and should be gone from my sight. Spoiler alert, no apologies at all. I’m actually pretty darn chill until you waste my time.
I’ll go into more details when I reach these shoots in my timeline, but for right now I just wanted to give a preview of what is to come. In other news I am about to start inking Act 2 of my comic series, Azure Ascendance. On another note it is amazing how much better I can focus now that I don’t live with a filthy odorous ogre.
Man there is a lot of salt in this issue, oh well. Consider your eyes seasoned for the day 🙂
In non salty news, I legit love the new Star Trek Discovery. The Gifted is ok so far, what the fuck is this Mutant Holocaust they keep alluding to? As far as this season of Gotham I hope it isn’t trash, legit getting possible trash vibes. Not as trashy as Boruto, that shit is growing flies daily. Sadly it will probably go on for another 10 years, it can’t be worse than Dragon Ball Gt, right? Never mind that may be a thing.
Man, now that I got all of this salt out of my system I feel like a person again. I’m still an asshole, but ya know a friendly asshole.
Have you ever played Sonic Cd? I feel the bulk of you just went no, well 1. Why? 2. It is ok because I will explain. In Sonic CD, Sonic the Hedgehog would be in the past, present and future at various points in the game. Why is this relevant because I realized that is how this website will seem sometimes. The theme song is now playing in my head.
So there are some perks to being unemployed, kinda. I get to spend my time story boarding Act 2 of comic series Azure Ascendance and try to get some photo projects well when life lets me. Let me explain. As I said I’ve been storyboarding the fuck out of Act 2, which you would think would be easy since I literally wrote the story a while ago. But I have to make sure the story still makes sense, characters are anatomically correct, and I don’t do the same boring character stances every single fucking panel. Once I actually finish gesturing out Act 2(currently on issue 10), then I will go back and confirm the line work, ink, scan and then spend the next several months coloring. Yes, you read that write several months.
But Jano isn’t each Act going to be 5 issues?
Yes, and ideally I should get 1 issue done a month. BUT that is ideally and as we all know sometimes idealism is not a reality. Hence why I am saying several months instead of 5. As far as Issue 2 is concerned that will be released soon.I don’t plan on releasing an Issue until I can purchase the copyright. Let me remind ya’ll, if someone steals my work I will stab the fuck out of their life and sign their dead body with my cum. Spoiler alert: I have a foul mouth and make no apologies for it. My parents would be so proud….not really.
As far as my photo projects that I’ve been trying to bring life to since April. YO, Unprofessional people are the absolute worse, they can get stabbed in their cunt hole souls. I had wanted to try to do a few more fantasy concept shoots but after the arduous, annoying, and aggrevating ordeal of securing models the past few months for the 4 ideas I had, I legit will wait to next spring before to pursue those artistic visions I desired. Spoiler Alert: when I am done with these few remains shoots, there is a high chance I will be retiring my camera for the next few months. The only way I am going to do a shoot is if I am getting paid, unless we have a prior arrangement. And if we do have a prior arrangement (example when you say you will model for me), after a courtesy check I will not continue to chase you down if you expressed an interest.The only way I may do it is if 1. You actually matter to me as a person or 2. wait, there is no 2. I am totally ok with dropping worthless souls from my life 😉
That’s essentially where I stand with my projects.I did one of my concept shoots on Sunday and I will be working on those photos this week. I legit want to spend a lot of my time playing video games but I know if I pick up the controller I may go down the rabbit hole and won’t work on my book. Yay for moderation and a tiny bit of laziness. In other news there is only 1 episode left of Game of Thrones this season(UGH),Remember Dragon Lives Matter. The Defenders still made me wanna burn The Iron Fist.Rick is the koolest pickle I’ve ever seen in my life, he could be a Defender.Eclipses are magical, and remember when you see a Nazi stab them and make it look sexy.
Eh I guess its time, time to start showing off all things I worked on the past year. Look at you getting all creamy and squishy. You may wanna wipe yourself before you continue reading, or not whichever its your body juices.
Before I start let me say this one more time
FUCK 2016!!! It can suck all the shit out of my asshole and suck my big veiny juicy plumbus.The amount of non pull out rape that happened last year was inexcusable, but as a result of it busting deep in my guts there were some things that gestated that helped my hybrid skill set. Yes, I just romanticized my own rape.
Spoiler alert: Before last summer the only type of photography I did was events at non profits and the church I help take photos at. And real shit, it goes so boring after a while. No, I need you to understand. There is not much to taking pictures of a group people engaged in a task, like there isn’t. Every once in a while you may catch something spectacular, but mostly it is a large sea of people who you hope stay engaged in their task. If not its like a deer stuck in the headlights which kinda ruins the nature of the photo.
I’ve had some experience with one on one photoshoots but not enough(those of which can be seen on my portfolio page), so last summer while I was painfully unemployed I decided to expand the FUCK outta my portfolio. Yay for friends who will help you out. Wait lets change that, Yay for friends who say they will help you out and not cancel on you. When I started this project the theme was going to be of an artist nature, right about that. It turned more of a who is still down, oh you, ok kool.
At any rate this is the first entry of my posing experience. (I don’t think i am keeping that name) This was photographed on the campus of UNC Charlotte in their garden, it actually went well up until it started raining.
But Jano you could have shot in the rain if you were serious.
Nah Bruh, last time I checked electronics don’t function well after getting wet. I def would like to thank my home girl for helping me out with this. The link to some of the photos can be found here.
Anyway thats it for now, y’all go ahead and enjoy that while I am go do my hair. Yea thats a thing for me, these curls won’t take care of them self. Until next time remember to check out my comic series Azure Ascendance available for purchase here. Meanwhile I’ll be working on Act 2, among other things. Side Note Joy is new season of Game Of Thrones, Insecure and Rick and Morty.
Yea I think I am keeping that as an intro, makes me feel all creamy on the inside. Creamy is good.
Ordinarily I wouldn’t repeat the news of a previous issue but since
I just recently made this page live, and I know there is a slim chance of people actually going back to read an old issue of mine. It’s ok to admit that you are lazy, I understand.
What I am going to talk about this CURRENT issue relates to another the aforementioned issue I was talking about.
Ok now that is out of the way time for the brief recap. *DEEP BREATH* So at some point during the past year when I was unemployed AS FUCK, I decided to start my own my comic series. Ironically enough it was just going to be another random set of drawing, but ya know one thing led to another and BAM Jano Ryusaru presents Azure Ascendance.
But Jano what is it about?The story takes place in the country of Azure under the rule of the benevolent Empress Watatsumi. In Issue 1 we meet her as her and her daughter Princess Yosei are on a royal reprieve at the beach, along with their Royal Guards and Mage. What is supposed to be a holiday turns into a battle royal by a band of random individuals. Leaving questions of who are they and the purpose behind this attack. For a preview of issue click here to go to my Behance page.
Yo I literally copy and pasted that from a previous issue. Anyway as I said an issue or 2 ago that I recently finished all 5 issues of Act 1, and officially have started on Act 2 which is another 5 issues. Plus I just got the copyright for issue 1.Y’all need to understand this in the event that material gets stolen I will kill someone, rape the corpse, and set it on fire to get rid of the evidence.
Huh, sorry I went to a dark hypothetical place, which I probably barely touched the surface off. Spoiler alert.
With all that being said I am very excited to be working on this project and after some time passes I will release issue 2. But for now go order your copy of Azure Ascendance Level one here. Then do that sharing thing with your friends online, and nice domino effect will occur. If you can share mass amounts of meme’s and other things, you can share a creation by your favorite sarcastic asshole 🙂
Yo like I legit don’t know how to start off a blog. Well I do but saying Hey, or Yo is too fucking common for me. I should start posting more, why haven’t you I ask. Well about that, spoiler alert it is in the title.
Where do I start? Fuck it lets start from the beginning. First off in case anyone is wondering, I actually have been working on material for this website which I will start posting soon in intervals. There just have just been some snags. Snags like what? Well people actually following through of modeling for me. I have been trying to do portfolio builders over the past year since I have mostly done events and programs, which got pretty boring to me. So I have been trying to get some experience with actually working with models for shoots. Problem is people say yes then things happen in their lives and BAM you have lost a model, and if you are lucky they are nice enough to let you know so they won’t keep you wondering. Most of the time though, probably not.
As far as my actual art, I’ve mainly been working on my new comic series Azure Ascendance. For the first few months I was going full force, then at some point March my focus ability got raped by life. Like hardcore, bondage, sadistic, no pull out type rape. And when I restarted working in April, oh that focus ability was only a dream. It took me the longest to finish Act 1. The fucking longest.
But Jano is everything back on track? When will we see what you have been working on?What about your social media channels, will we ever see your assholic humor again? Sharing is Caring Jano.
Obviously I am gonna share my work why else would I make a website dedicated to my work, duh. Like I said earlier the projects I’ve been working on over the past year will start debuting soon in intervals, at some point I am going to release Issue 2, and my smart ass mouth will start flowing like cum out of a porn star. There were certain things I wanted done before I started becoming full force advertisy (making that a word today) and socially, but there were unforeseen delays that life wanted to hit me with. Felt like Glen when he got bashed in by Negan. Mass cool points to any one who got that reference.
This is actually a really simplified version of events for the past year. I am so not typing all of that shit. Nope, no such blog post will exist.
So Jano is everything back on track? When will you come back to us?
It may happen sooner than you think.
*ends on vague note purposely to create suspense.
Damn I need to get better at writing.
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