|Hey look, I do stuff! 8D|
|"I don't want to slap them" -Gribby Bullock, aka Deskleaves|
"You's a basic bitch." - My Brother
"We can't be related." -My Mom
"Join the chorus for Horace!!
There's no thesaurus for the art of Horace.
"If her art were a Pokemon, it'd be a raging Gyrados that you'd be honored to be eaten by.
It's not whether her art is elegant enough for you -- it's whether YOU'RE elegant enough for her art. (possible alternatives: smart, cultured, genteel, gelastic, dapper...)
This is the place for an intelligent romp through fun and clever art." - AmethystForge
"They're a moron, but they're not a MORON." -Larissa-the-Werepyre
Horace Bulregard is an anachronism enthusiast. They spend most of their time living in the past- not their past, but distant past. Decades, sometimes centuries before their time, in other people's lives. They feel far more at home in museums and antique stores than out in the real world, buried in Wodehouse's books as opposed to dealing with real, contemporary people.|
This translates itself into a body of work very much influenced by a plethora of dead people, outdated styles, and suits. So, so many suits.
Horace is professionally trained in visual art, graphic design, book keeping, and contract labour. They have also written a few books or something, one of which can be found in Toronto. The others can be found by standing on your front stoop with an empty notebook, sacrificing a dwarf hamster, and screaming the sixteenth of the Enochian keys. Blood should form the words on the bare pages, or you might just get struck by lightening. That means you didn't try hard enough.
If you feel so inclined, you can donate to the 'Support the Arts' foundation
It is not expected, but would be immensely appreciated.
|When other people depict my characters, or me:|
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