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3/10- As I prepare artwork for the 30th part release of the TF G1 Metatisic Saga that I hope to have up tonight before I turn in, I took a moment away from the drawing board to talk to a friend who really is the reason why that book exist here on DeviantART. It made me think of ‘Megawave!’, which btw, is a piece from the very, very brand-new 2017 editions of the story which will start airing once the last of these remaining previous chapters are up *confetti, baby!*

That said ---- For you :iconnight-stalker13:



BEHOLD! MEGAWAVE!



“Cyclonus?”

He looked up to find Shockwave half-turned, and wondered at how much time had managed to slip away from him while he was lost in his own dimly remembered past. It seemed they'd traveled quite a distance into another part of the Iysurus entirely.

“Forgive me. I sometimes wonder how much time I have left. There is some instability in the modifications because I fought the process.” Cyclonus offered, his voice rough with emotions he couldn't hide.

Shockwave nodded solemnly. “I surmised as much with so much carbon buildup. What I can repair, I will.” That massive hand landed with surprising care on the jet's shoulder. “You did well, Decepticon Cyclonus, to fight so hard for what you knew to be right. Never doubt it.”

Something in him broke at the words and no easy reply came. This meant so much more than Shockwave could realize. It was possible the naked gratitude and pain were visible on his faceplate. Cyclonus wasn't sure. He was too busy trying to contain several embarrassing emotional reactions at once. He was not going to burst into tears. It wasn't a thing he could do in front of Shockwave.

The Guardian moved him ahead with a pat. “Come along. I'll introduce you to the security system to avoid any nasty accidents.”

It was a simple scanning process- stand in the archway, put one's optics up to the sensor- though probably high tech for the era. The sensor beams were warm, pleasant, as they took his biometrics and mapped his field. A green light showed he was now cleared as friendly by the system.

“I hate having to lock anything up, but honor isn't what...” Shockwave began as he walked through the doorway and into the lab, only to abruptly stop. "Goodness! What are you two doing!? And in my lab!"

Cyclonus, curious beyond reason, poked his head around the jamb.

Perched on Soundwave's blocky little shoulders, was Megatron. They'd been caught mid “ka-chunk” noise as they cleared a cabinet, pretending to be... something large and heavily armed. Soundwave's tightened grip on his playmate's peds betrayed a streak of fear upon noticing Cyclonus. The vinca jet tried to smile as he stepped into the lab fully, to ease the boy's likeliest fear that there would be klaxons or some kind of attack sounded shortly.

Megatron at least looked contrite but he didn't bother to get down off his friend's shoulders. He offered, "Soundwave saw some new specs you left on the computer for making smaller robots stick together and make big robots..."

The other boy's posture was now nothing but guilt, nearly unsettling the young prince. "Affirmative."

Shockwave crossed his arms, his tone encouraging further illumination. "Indeed...?"

Megatron's frustration was palpable, as if it should be obvious to all and sundry the great work they were doing. "So, I thought we'd try it!"

Shockwave's posture softened, his arms falling to his sides, and his em field fluctuated close to Cyclonus with what felt like laughter that he wasn't voicing. His words were still stern. "There's a lot of work that goes into such things, Young Majesty. Surgeries. Installations. Program adjustments. Compatibility tests... the Gestalt project is all very experimental as of yet. It will be some vorns before combination technology is available outside theory."

Megatron pouted. The boy could slag twenty times his weight in mechs even now, if he put his mind to it and managed to control his fear, but nothing in the known universe should be so dangerous while being so disarming. Adorable was not generally a term one applied to the Slag-maker, but it did recall Metatisic's disappointment over being made to wait. The King did not pout, of course, and it would be rude to suggest it.

Soundwave sighed, his harmonics sliding downward in dejection. "...we would have been very powerful."

"And smart," Megatron added. “The schematics said the the big robot's mind is a combination of all the little robots.” He huffed in frustration, “We would have been so smart.”

A small chuckle issued from Shockwave as his ears twitched. “Undoubtedly.”

Soundwave agreed with a nod that nearly unseated Megatron and sent Metatisic's son into a cheer, "We would have been awesome! MEGAWAVE!”

"Inquiry: Why does your name come first? " Soundwave puzzled, looking upward at Megatron.

"Because I'm the Prince.” Megatron offered as if it were plain, “Besides, Soundtron sounds ridiculous-- Oh, don't be sad. When I'm Dourjer you can be my second-in-command!" He patted Soundwave's helmet.

"Satisfaction. Onward, MEGAWAVE!" And Soundwave began to coordinate movements with Megatron towards the door, providing sound effects as if they were truly huge.

“Refuge in audacity may only cover you so far, Young Majesty.” Shockwave called after the boys, “Don't think I don't keep a log of every time you break in and show it to your Father.”

“Walk in” Megatron corrected, turning half way around on his perch, just past Cyclonus.

“Cheek!” Shockwave scolded.

~Shinju






1/27- Can't say that my home feels much like the premiere adobe of love, but I got some Valentine's day decor up. Makes me feel better, oddly enough.

To leave behind or to be left behind? I often wonder which hurts more. One potentially comes with lifelong regret. The other with feelings of rejection. Tough call...

Well I risked my heart. We shared our lives. We bought the gifts, made the memories, and dreamed our dreams together — and now it has fallen apart, if not on the verge of doing so. Now, I’m seemingly back at the start in the quest for whatever once sparked the passions in our youth, searching for any tangible reason, believing that there was nothing that we could not overcome, and it feels lonelier than square one.

No one begins a life together with someone hoping to break it off someday. The wiring in most of us has us longing for ‘Til death do us part. After 26 years, we had long passed the ‘seven year itch’. I thought we had made it. In fact that was our song, Shania Twain ... “They said, "I bet they'll never make it" but just look at us holding on. We're still together still going strong..”

I know that I was, at least, ready for the next 20 something to bring it on.

This is perhaps the most personal, important status post I will be making here. I’ve never been one to air my dirty laundry for the world to see, but eventually even I know people are going to begin to talk, start to wonder, ask, and there’s just no point lying about it.

My husband Robert has informed me that he is leaving me. 26 years .... wow. 26 years together.

Why do so many long-united couples decide to split? How can people be so happy --to endure for so very long, only to then have the relationship turn sour in what was supposed to be our "golden years" together?

Now I DO know some of the answers, I just never thought that there would come a time when they would have to apply to us. In most cases, the reasons are far less dramatic then all the numerous elaborate scenarios my brain has been entertaining these few days. Some relationships have been in decline for years and finally lose all their juice. A union doesn't usually just blow up all of the sudden. It's more like a balloon that’s been seeping air for a long time. After a while, especially without talking or any attempt to patch the rupture, it's totally deflated.

We could accuse each other, Robert. We could stack blame and point fingers all day long for the rest of our lives but in the end, when it all boils down, we just didn’t talk. We didn’t talk and instead allowed the sun to go down on our upset night after night until it festered like a infected wound.

But even now ---right now, yesterday, even the week and months before, our God is a healer. If it is his will, then there is nothing too impossible or so far gone that he cannot mend it. Likewise, if his will is not for us to remain then he will surely help me to know who I am apart from it.

Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair
Maybe I'll move somewhere
Maybe I'll get a car
Maybe I'll drive so far
That I'll lose track
Me, I'll bounce right back

Maybe I'll sleep real late
Maybe I'll lose some weight
Maybe I'll clear my junk
Maybe I'll just get drunk on apple wine...

~Shinju






12/20-

“We Spirits of Christmas do not live only one day of our year.
We live the whole three-hundred and sixty-five.
So is it true of the Child born in Bethlehem.
He does not live in men's hearts one day of the year,
but in all days of the year.”

 ~ The Ghost Of Christmas Present; A Christmas Carol (1951)


No Shinju-chan is not dead, but she has, in fact, been most busy! ...My God, I’m referring to myself in the third person. That’s what I get for being MIA since October. Although I do admit to having been a lurker incognito around Deviant a few times since then, I’ve been largely involved with more than a few dozen obligations, three private commissions for Christmas, helping my brother to move back in November, and my husband who is currently traveling coast to coast in the 18-wheeler Santa Clausing for UPS. Prayers & thoughts for him btw. The weather has been most treacherous is several states across the country w/ a number of pile-ups on the thurways. He always goes through my mind whenever I see such news on TV. However in any a case, I have a few artworks that I’ll be getting up sometime after Christmas. This week, now only 4 days to go, you can imagine my house is jumping with family traffic, cookie baking, and Christmas specials on TV, so if I do not get to say it at that time: As you relish the goodies, decorate every nook and corner of your home and enjoy the get-togethers, may the joy and festivities continue to radiate in all your lives, long after the season is gone.

A very Blessed Merry Christmas & a bright and shining 2017! Christmas Tree Icon by r0se-designs 

~Shinju


MerryChristmas by KmyGraphic






10/10-  Happy Columbus Day. Although personally, aside from a generous day off for those of you in school, I don’t really care two kumquats about.

I have actually been farrrrr more busy in the art world these last several weeks than my profile is able to vouch for —Well, unless you happen to follow me around on Facebook or my Twitter @ ViciousVisions where I’ve been posting my recent endeavors only to end up too lazy in the evening to post them here. Fine! Okay, okay, I’m a procrastinator! I know it! Forgive me! _(´□`  ∠):_

I haven’t updated my journal since my surgery in July that unfortunately made me unable to participate in the ‘Access The Arts’ exhibit at the county fair. I didn’t even go to the fair at all (A first in a long time) and my 4th of July was relegated to *just* being able to see the city fireworks display over the tree line from my house and although my recovery period had me beginning 2 weeks later than I had for last year’s ‘Homemade Halloween’ season, I have been submersed in paper mache seasonal projects for my favorite holiday for the better of a month now. So now then...

Essence of Halloween by r0se-designs I witch you a Happy Hallowe’en! Essence of Halloween by r0se-designs


Anyone who truly knows me ought to know by now that I am a 100% bonafide Halloween junkie. Not only am I a year-round collector of vintage and vintage-inspired Halloween, but for seven years now I have made my ‘Homemade Halloween’ brand paper mache ornaments and decor to order. First for personal friends and family only and then now for my second year on Ebay. My last batch is up right now with two days left to go and already this second season has been more of a success than the first. I’m truly impressed! I really am. I’m not done though. I’m done with the Halloween side of things, yes, but I’ve decided that I am going to test the waters with a small batch of Christmas themed ornaments. I had been asked about this last year but I passed on it because ...well let’s be honest. The Christmas ornament market is overly saturated. It really is the #1 thing people think of when it comes to decor like this. It’s hard to stand out and be original in such a heap of options. But then again, that said, a million ornaments to chose from there may be, but none of those are a Vicious Visions ornament.

Anyway we’ll see how it goes. If it is successful then maybe I’ll reconsider my opinion and make this a annual thing, otherwise a few lucky people who do like and buy them will become the proud owners of the only Christmas ornaments made by yours truly. That said, Onto the paper mache! Got a whooooooole smorgasbord of my work in progress, some different stages of completion going up very shortly so be on the look out those.

~Shinju





7/28 - The county fair is currently in town and yet here I am lying in bed ...  ♪ ♫ I’m lying in bed just like Bryan Wilson did...♪ ♫

Sleep is a no show last night. Come 6am, I had spent most the night either fighting for a comfortable position or the fact that my bladder is piss, both figuratively and literally. My abdomen is swollen and puffy. I can only explain it as being firm and feeling tight as a drum. The kind of firmness that makes me look like I am about 4 months pregnant. *lol* This is common with hysterectomies --or any abdominal type operations really as I was informed before my leaving the hospital-- so although it’s not alarming, I am quite literally having to pee every 20 minutes! Very sore and very weak. I was under longer than expected due too some complications and given my weakness and the medication I’ve been put on now in general, I thought I would be far more comatose than I was.

Recovery sucks. Obvious statement of the day, but yeah, it sucks. Thankfully, my daughter, Jewel came to spend the day with me and, man, did I need it. I’m still puffy and tender all around and across my belly and not surprising, it makes the simple act of just trying to get up from a chair a formidable challenge! #IThinkImAPufferFish  #CallTheSandman


~Shinju





7/13 - Soooo ...I haven’t discussed this here yet. Yes *head down* hurl rocks at me, my journals are so random these days. I swear it’s not a lack of interest on my part, but more like a serious lack of internet time. With the kids moved out, my eldest getting married last year and starting her own little family, I decided to spend more time this year w/ my husband over the road in the big truck seeing cities and places that I had always wanted to see, but had all the ‘stay-at-home’ mom’s obligations not too.

To drive my point home, Robert’s been driving OTR since 1995! 21 years! And up until a few months ago, I’ve probably gone out w/ him only a handful of times. This was the first time ever I spent almost a whole two months with him just cruising around our great county and I needed it! My God, I needed it! I really did! Laaaaaaa *ray of light* Laaaaaaa....

Those of you who’ve been following me long enough are probably aware that the last 7 years --actually 8 now-- have been wrapped in my fighting a serious illness I was going through that resulted in three separate operations, as well as the loss of my mother and then my beloved friend & father figure, William Moody. I never quite grasped the whole concept of depression as something that could legitimately disable a person until that happened. Until then I confess it was too easy to cast the whole theory off as a weakness in myself, perhaps a character flaw. I wasn’t myself. I wasn’t calling friends ...I didn’t want too. I would try to spend time online and wouldn’t know what to say and so I’d say nothing at all. Let another week, another month, go by. But perhaps the most telling of all is that I wasn’t interested in my art, in doing artwork. I would try to start something and it would linger. I just never seemed to get anything done and I really began to wonder what was wrong with me. For years and years, as far back as my elementary school days, my art had been my escape. It had been my healer. When the world was falling down, I had my sketch book. Why wasn’t it working this time? Just four years ago I had thought I would never be able to draw the same again at all. I had the surgeries. I had recovered them all successfully ---Damn! I should be cranking it out, man!

But I wasn’t. I wasn’t doing anything.

So I talked with my doctor who put me in touch with ‘Gateway’, which is a counseling service in our area and I found out I’d been dealing with a bad case of complicated grief that had become a depression. I take medication for it now and I’m still seeing them, but I do admit that I am feeling a lot better than I did before going. Losing my mother was hard and I don’t want to put anyone's life value into any sort of bracket, but to lose William too damn near destroyed me. I mean I can’t say it enough and there’s really no special vocabulary. I felt as though the one lighthouse I had left in this stormy sea of life had been taken away from me. Who was I going to lean on? Who’s going to care about what I’m doing and what art work I was doing today? Who was going to keep PNT valuable and meaningful to me now? Would he disappear entirely if I moved on? The idea actually scared me! In the truck with Robert passing through Mobile, AL, I opted to stop by his resting place and try to answer all of those questions and cry it out. God bless, Joan. His sister, Joan. She’s really stepped in to become a echo of his presence. She may not think that little bit matters should she reads this, but it does. I really does.

So, yeah. I needed it. I needed to get out of my routine --become unstapled if you will-- and just hit the road. Shake it off and try a regrow a few of these damaged feathers on my wings.

Depression by DestinyBlue

^ Perfect representation of the lie I kept telling everyone online ..and myself. Great art, DestinyBlue!


~Shinju







6/15
- At long, long last, finally --Finally!-- Christopher Lloyd, Doc Brown, was able to receive and take home the painting that I had originally designed for last year’s Denver Con. In fact, the numbered prints created from the master he received is still referred to as the 2015 DCC 30th Anniversary exclusive. At the same time and just as equally important, I was able to put a check mark on my bucket list for fulfilling a very long time childhood wish of mine to meet & greet w/ this incredible man, someone who has been a favorite actor of mine for countless years. Thank you, Wizard World! Thank you, Mom!

And I ‘do’ need to thank my mother. It was because of her that I was first introduced to Lloyd before he even became ‘Doc’ as she was a fan of the late-70's, early 80's sitcom ‘Taxi’ where he played the lovable and laughable dimwit, ‘Reverend Jim Ignatowski’. I admit I was much too young that original first time around to grasp the adult appeal and themes of the show. I made up for that later on down the road when I found ‘Taxi’ on Hulu. I get it now, mom. I get it.
 
A secondary piece that I also brought with me to the event that was autographed by both Christopher Lloyd and Back To The Future creator, Bob Gale, was of another work I shared here recently of the 'realistic' version take of the young, 1931 teenage Emmett Brown featured in the BTTF Tell-Tale Game and more recently, the official BTTF comic.

P.S. I was asked many numerous times @ Wizard World Philadelphia if prints of the DCC exclusive was yet still available. Yes there are, but the supply is short as they were numbered limited editions so if you really are interested, I would hop on that lickety-split. Just contact me.

~Shinju





4/30 - 9 days, 17 hours and counting .... *insert Back to the Future tick-tick-tick here*

The double digits are gone. We are now less than 10 days to go until WIZARD WORLD PHILADELPHIA 2016 and CHRISTOPHER LLOYD! Yes, yes. I know. There’s so much more than Doc scheduled to be there, but I would really just be a straight up liar to remotely suggest that I gave a damn. I was so terribly disappointed last year when Chris had to cancel the Denver Con after the build up we had worked ourselves into. Most of you might recall that I underwent surgery on my left arm and shoulder last year in right smack in the midst of that painting I was doing of Doc Brown. As a result, I was really forced to crack the whip and crank my gears to get it completed in time for the event once I spent a month recovering. Here I was thinking I wasn’t going to make it, cursing my sore arm, but happy I pulled it off and suddenly —Bam! *rug yanked* we weren’t going.

Worse yet, DENVER CON NEVER TOLD ANYBODY! Not a bulletin, not a post, not anything at all! In every sense, we would have traveled off to Denver, spent all that effort and money, and we would have never known until we got there that he wasn’t going to be there. I was really angry. Really angry! Only reason we found out at all is because my daughter had jumped on the guest list page to check times and photo-ops for other guest and noticed that Christopher Lloyd was no longer featuring. Shortly afterwards I heard from the BTTF group that it was cancelled. I’m still not on even terms with the DCC over that one. Your attendees are paying good money. The least you can do is keep them informed and not try to imply that it is our fault if we’ve chosen not to have a good time. No! Inform your damn guests next time!

Okay. Rant done.

Truth be told, God has always been faithful to me that he can turn the worst of our times into our greatest good, even when we’re not ready to see or accept it at the time. Because of the delay, I was able to exhibit the Doc Brown painting @ our county fair’s ‘Access The Arts’ display celebrating our arrival at that relevant date in the real 2015 and walked away with the ‘Best In Show’ in my field. It’s something I can shared w/ Christopher now and show him. Aside from that, Philadelphia is so much closer to us that Denver and as a result I have family that are able to attend that would not have been able too before. I’m really looking forward to it!

Emoji39 by Emoji-icon f2u divider by planetless

Anybody else attending the Wizard World this year in Philly? By all means I’d love to know! ^ o ^

~Shinju






4/30 - Long time no journal update, but for once I don’t have to hold procrastination responsible! Yippee! I would share a halo to exemplify claim, but this random potato la will have to do :iconpotatolaplz: There? See? Innocent entirely.

And I am, all silliness aside. With all the holidays at last long behind me and nothing much demanding going on until May, I decided in March to put my work aside for a bit, jump into the big rig with the husband and hit the road for a whole month and a half! Robert’s been a professional truck driver since 1996 and during all this time I may have gone with him only a handful of times as I was a stay-at-home mom w/ two daughters still in school. Now that our girls are grown and my eldest is married and making a family of her own, I decided no time like the present. Let’s do this!

If you haven’t been in a 18 wheeler before, or familiar with a family member or friend who is, trucking reminds me a lot of RV’ing cross country, only with dedicated stops and getting loads and materials where they need to be going. At one point we were out in Goree, TX so deep in absolute nowhere that the frick’in GPS didn’t even know where we were! No kidding! You could turn a full 3-60, 50 miles in either direction, nothing but sage brush and dirt! We were dropping off a large generator for a wind farm. But long story short, we kept a video blog of our travels updated on my Facebook called the ‘RebaJosh Trucking Travel Channel’ as we traversed 3 time zones, going up as far north the tippy top of the Michigan upper peninsula all the way down south to the bayous of Louisiana. I loved it. Will most certainly have to do that again before the year is out, but for now I am back, back at the desk, art to be done, Wizard World convention coming up in June where I will finally be presented my work to Christopher ‘You know him as the one & only ‘Doc’ Emmett Brown’ Lloyd. Very excited for that, annnnnnnd ..... (long happy and) the first true update to the ‘Metatisic’ saga since my illness and recovery, and since Addie’s as well. Very VERY happy about that. There was a time where I seriously doubted it would see a finish so I’m glad and am hoping that many of you who love that book will be as well and for that, a preview:


BEHOLD, MEGAWAVE! ...Well, sorta *lol*



The Guardian moved him ahead with a pat. “Come along. I'll introduce you to the security system to avoid any nasty accidents.”

It was a simple scanning process- stand in the archway, put one's optics up to the sensor- though probably high tech for the era. The sensor beams were warm, pleasant, as they took his biometrics and mapped his field. A green light showed he was now cleared as friendly by the system.

“I hate having to lock anything up, but honor isn't what...” Shockwave began as he walked through the doorway and into the lab, only to abruptly stop. "Goodness! What are you two doing!? And in my lab!"

Cyclonus, curious beyond reason, poked his head around the jamb.

Perched on Soundwave's blocky little shoulders, was Megatron. They'd been caught mid “ka-chunk” noise as they cleared a cabinet, pretending to be... something large and heavily armed. Soundwave's tightened grip on his playmate's peds betrayed a streak of fear upon noticing Cyclonus. The vinca jet tried to smile as he stepped into the lab fully, to ease the boy's likeliest fear that there would be klaxons or some kind of attack sounded shortly.

Megatron at least looked contrite but he didn't bother to get down off his friend's shoulders. He offered, "Soundwave saw some new specs you left on the computer for making smaller robots stick together and make big robots..."

The other boy's posture was now nothing but guilt, nearly unsettling the young prince. "Affirmative."

Shockwave crossed his arms, his tone encouraging further illumination. "Indeed...?"

Megatron's frustration was palpable, as if it should be obvious to all and sundry the great work they were doing. "So, I thought we'd try it!"

Shockwave's posture softened, his arms falling to his sides, and his em field fluctuated close to Cyclonus with what felt like laughter that he wasn't voicing. His words were still stern. "There's a lot of work that goes into such things, Young Majesty. Surgeries. Installations. Program adjustments. Compatibility tests... the Gestalt project is all very experimental as of yet. It will be some vorns before combination technology is available outside theory."

Megatron pouted. The boy could slag twenty times his weight in mechs even now, if he put his mind to it and managed to control his fear, but nothing in the known universe should be so dangerous while being so disarming. Adorable was not generally a term one applied to the Slag-maker, but it did recall Metatisic's disappointment over being made to wait. The King did not pout, of course, and it would be rude to suggest it.

Soundwave sighed, his harmonics sliding downward in dejection. "...we would have been very powerful."

"And smart," Megatron added. “The schematics said the the big robot's mind is a combination of all the little robots.” He huffed in frustration, “We would have been so smart.”

A small chuckle issued from Shockwave as his ears twitched. “Undoubtedly.”

Soundwave agreed with a nod that nearly unseated Megatron and sent Metatisic's son into a cheer, "We would have been awesome! MEGAWAVE!”

"Inquiry: Why does your name come first? " Soundwave puzzled, looking upward at Megatron.

"Because I'm the Prince.” Megatron offered as if it were plain, “Besides, Soundtron sounds ridiculous-- Oh, don't be sad. When I'm Dourjer you can be my second-in-command!" He patted Soundwave's helmet.

"Satisfaction. Onward, MEGAWAVE!" And Soundwave began to coordinate movements with Megatron towards the door, providing sound effects as if they were truly huge.

“Refuge in audacity may only cover you so far, Young Majesty.” Shockwave called after the boys, “Don't think I don't keep a log of every time you break in and show it to your Father.”

“Walk in!” Megatron corrected, turning half way around on his perch, just past Cyclonus.

“Cheek.” Shockwave scolded.

~Shinju





1/19 - Really, I’ve seriously needed a journal update like yesterday, last week, last month! Now you see, Megan. This laziness of yours is precisely why you can’t keep a diary!:icondesperateplz:

It’s not that I don’t have a lot on my mind. Truth be told, I could probably talk your damn ears off if you let me. I’m just very bad when it comes down to grouping all those thoughts together into a text I can share online w/ all of you. I’m sure I’m not alone. Someone, somewhere out there in DA land has got to be sharing that same problem.

Aside from that, it’s been a sad January so far. Not even hardly 3 weeks into 2016 and look at the names we’ve lost! David Bowie ...Alan Rickman, too! As an 80's child, I have a tad more sting for Bowie’s loss, but not by very much. Not much at all. The irony between Bowie and Rickman though, man. They both were 69, both well known British exports, and both have cancer to blame for our sorrow. Very sad. We seem to have reached the age where life stops giving us things and starts taking them away, to quote Indiana Jones. How very true. You suppose that’s why we cling to nostalgia? (You know it is) Something fond and wonderful that we loved and cherished that we can go back to any time we want to ...an escape back to when we don’t recall hearing quite as so many goodbyes.

Alright. Couple updates to share, but first the one that I am all but BURSTING at the seams to share. I finally heard from Addie. I’m so, so very happy. It’s been a good 7 years at least and that’s just tragic to have to say if it wasn’t so perfectly honest. I know most of you right now are going “Who?” but if you’re a Transfan --more specifically a Metatisic fan-- Addie’s the one who was my partner-in-crime on the restoration efforts on that one. I know the saga would never have never seen the light of day on the web had it not been for her. Truly, I’m not kidding. That’s why new updates had stalled. I wasn’t going to do it without her. My morals just wouldn’t let me do that.

Speaking of irony, I learned that our health situations were rather identical sounding. We both got hit with our crisises within months of each other it seems. I really don’t want to go and pull all that unhappiness back out of the closet again. It’s over. We’re moving on. Talking to her, I made a remark describing the whole ordeal as like ‘emotional fatality’ If it wasn’t the death of a loved one, it was another surgery. Sometimes you just can’t seem to cope. I learned that Addie spent a great deal of time in and out of the hospital and back again. I’m just glad she’s well — that we both are.

There *are* new additions of the Metatisic saga going up this week. They’re not new in the meaning that we’ve jumped right on it again. I’ve actually had these pieces for awhile now, but I had stopped putting them up when we lost track of each other as a means to delay running out of chapters for y’all to read. I apologize for that, but I know you can understand.

And I’ve updated those new additions to the banner/chapter tab:

TF G1 Metatisic chapter selection tab by Shinjuchan

Do you guys know that Decepticon turned 30 over the holidays?! He and Blizzard, both! THIRTY! Christ, I’m old *lol*

Next on the list, all you ‘Back To The Future’ fans. I have finished the inks on the illustrations I did for the IDW comic’s Manhattan Project story arc. That should also be going up here this week.

And lastly ... HAPPY 10th DEVIANTART BIRTHDAY TO ME! Thank you all so much for being my fans, my friends, loving my work. That’s the reason why I just welcomed my 10th year here on DeviantART!



~Shinju



  • Listening to: Thomas Newman Green Mile TOS
  • Drinking: coffee




10/29 - Okay, so I am drawing this WWII sign here. Well, most of it. Not sure I much like that face on the right and may tweak it a tad. Don’t go all nuclear on me, but I promise you’ll see why eventually.

....Yes, that really was a word play you saw there *wink* *LOL*

Christ. I swear only I could be that person to go from Halloween ornaments, to some anime. a certain Deadman, and end up shit deep in plutonium.

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10/27 - H-hey! That boy looks *hick* mafiliar ... *a’la drunk Danny Parker style voice* *LOL!*

I had to at least point this out. My copy of the brand-new IDW official ‘Back to The Future’ comic #1 arrived today. This is the Ninjaink’s cover version by fellow Deviant artist of the same, Timothy Lim. There was a whooooooo-le slew of edition covers and I’ll most likely eventually grab them all, but this is the one that first and most drew me in as I knew the artist (And that I'm a Rockwell aficionado). Without giving any serious spoilers, there are two stories in this first edition each drawn by a different artist, but both written by BTTF creator & screenwriter, Bob Gale himself! I remember Bob mentioning before at the Q&A's how he had brought ideas into the Tell-Tale game that had been long tinkering in his head since the movies but had never seen any fruition in those films for one reason or another and how he was happy to have that opportunity do so with the game’s script. The IDW comics will serve much of the same purpose to finally at last tie up the answers to some questions both he and Robert Zemeckis were frequently asked about ---How Doc and Marty met, for starters. Me, personally, I really loved the Tell-Tale story and even more ADORED the young teen Emmett Brown, so imagine my absolute and purest delight seeing him again now circular 1943 in story two. To quote:

"Welcome to the Manhattan Project, Doctor Brown"


I have a friend who had gone to the WizardWorld Christopher Lloyd Q&A panel there in Philly a couple years back and he (Lloyd) commented how they did in fact use his real hair for the 1955 scenes of Doc Brown by bleaching it. Lloyd had naturally very dark brown hair and that —forgive me if I’m not quoting 100% directly— they had to do the application in a couple stages so there had been a point in the process where he was really flaming red and Gale chuckled jokingly about  “Emmett being a redhead before all the radiation.” That momentary gag found its way all those years later into the game version when they were developing the appearance of teen Emmett prior to what will no doubt evolve into the conquest and woes of the Manhattan Project. I love things like that ...those little side stories about how things came to be. So many of my best works began as corny accidents and office humor.










*looking for a moment* Christ, I haven’t updated my journal since forever. I just mailed out my final batch of Halloween ornaments topping off a very successful 2015 season that has kept me grinding away in the office since early August. Now it’s finally time to kick back with a bit of vacation time, wash off the paper mache crumbs, embrace the holiday, and welcome my brand-new and first granddaughter who will be arriving in November in only a matter of days!

~Shinju





8/9 - Might say it’s a good thing that I’m wiser than that, eh?

Beware of tinyurls, Ladies & Gents. This showed up in my mailbox just a few minutes ago and if this is anything at all like the tinyurl scam incident that ran around YouTube a few years back, then I’m prrrrrrrreeeety damn sure that the goal is to hack your DA account. I’ve been here on DeviantART now for 9 years and I’ll be damned if you think I’m falling for that, honey *smirk*


(Link is blurred on purpose)

There is another variant of this scam that promises free 12 month premium memberships. Either way the intentions are the same — Steal your account. Now I have reported the sender, but I’m sharing this with you as a warning should you get something, anything even remotely like this, sent to you. Do NOT click on the link/url, don’t respond (as they’re often fake accounts anyways), don’t share any private information, passwords, etc., just report it to DeviantART and be safe!

Further information:

Premium Membership Scam Information[update]Today I got a Note with somebody stating the following-

"Hey I really like your artwork. Really nice.
I actually just found a way to get a free DeviantArt Premium Membership here: 
[not linking the site]
You might want to give it a try. Get some more exposure.... Don't know how many they are giving away though.. Anyways try your luck it's 
free. Worth a shot. I got a 12 month membership. (Under a new username) 
Keep up the great work :) (Smile)"
:bulletred:This site that it links requires you to pump out personal information in surveys. When you get closer to finishing everything it wants you to, you have to start giving your your SS or Credit card information, to pay for "shipping" or deals. On this site it states that you will get free PM, which in turn isn't true if you have to pay a dime in the end. 
Inform


~Shinju








6/17 - I would venture to brag about my 2,000+ notification hoard, but I just read another friend’s journal update who has 12,000.

*salute* I concede.

Welp. Mr. Emmett Brown remains hanging on my living room wall and I’ve done just about all a procrastinator could do to avoid swimming in that sad, miserable subject again  ...such as drowning my disappointment by binge watching TV episodes on Netflix and shopping new art supplies.  Hey! Some people find comfort in shoes. Others find comfort in food. I find solace in new pencils and markers. It’s a artist thing I think most all of you reading will agree is tried and true therapy.

Well there’s no sense in prolonging the evitable. Christopher Lloyd sadly and unavoidably had to cancel his appearance @ the Denver Comic Con. Now this in itself is not the chief cause of my funk and pickle. No, not at all. No, my squinch resulted from the fact that DCC neglected to inform anyone of this fact until only a few days before the starting day! As a matter of fact, I was never told by DCC at all and I’m fairly convinced we would have gone on not knowing and sitting stupid in Colorado had I not been notified by the BTTF group members hosting the appearance that I was to be attending with! They had received the cancellation from Lloyd’s agent.

Now personally I’ve gone to my fair share of conventions, participated in them, contributed and the like. Cancelled appearances are a real and even normal possibility. I understand it. It happens. I get it  —But you just try to explain that to your two super excited children; one of which is handicap and spent most of the whole month leading up asking if it was time yet. I didn’t think it was humanly possible to feel so bad, like some toddler who just had their Disneyland vacation dream ripped away! Emoji18 by Emoji-icon

There is a rainbow however. All is not in vain.  We’ve been working closely w/ the agent for a suitable makeup date in the near future, so I will in fact still be turning over the work that I did and making the presentation. It’s a good thing too. Gives me a opportunity to restore my ‘Awesome Mom’ title Emoji24 by Emoji-icon

In closing, there is a VERY LIMITED supply remaining of the exclusive DCC numbered prints of Christopher Lloyd as ‘Doc’ Emmett Brown. I would strongly advise anyone who is interested in owning one to do so as soon as possible! You can find detailed information in the shared Deviant below:

DCC 2015 Christopher Lloyd exclusive prints by Shinjuchan

~Shinju








3/11 - Doc is now framed at last and camping out on my wall now across from Mr. Kane. Now they're both staring at me *lol* Anyhoo, Emmett’s gonna hang out until Denver Comic Con, which is now only 16 days away and counting. I’m very excited. Very excited to have this opportunity and I’ll be sure to blow up my DeviantART sharing it all w/ every one of you.



86 ...Nope.
87 ....Nada.
88 ....Some serious shit.



I really love 50 shades of gray ....Ha, you thought I meant the movie didn't ya? Just some of the tools of my trade, or in this case THEE tools of my trade. You'll find Prismacolor in damn near every piece of art I have ever done, including paintings. If you’ve seen my work, follow my work, then you can bet Prismacolor was involved in some shape or fashion.

And speaking of Emmett Brown and Prismacolor, I was contacted following my completion of the portrait work I did of Doc for the comic con and asked if I would be willing to try and take a realistic version approach to the young, 17-year old Emmett from 1931 as featured in the Back To The Future: The Game. Now granted, the character was already based on Christopher Lloyd’s likeness to start with, as was Marty McFly. But the game was also done with a cartoon-esque style to it, so to take this boy on a realistic journey by making him actually look like Christopher Lloyd transformed into a teenager?! ...How could I possibly pass that up?! Challenge on!

Needless to say, I must have spent three quarters of that afternoon watching old episodes of ‘Taxi’ just studying Christopher Lloyd’s face and angles as a younger man. I made two separate sketches (Had three originally, but unfortunately one of them had a exploding white ink accident. Heeheeha, but I am serious. Ink was everywhere!) But I showed this one to my youngest and she knew straight away that it was game Emmett. This one is my favorite of the two sketches. I just love the boyish grin. It looks like him. It looks like the game. I just love it. I’ll be posting this into my galleries shortly for a larger view. Currently I am coloring him and will hopefully have that up as well in the next couple days.

~Shinju








3/11 - Had my surgery last Tuesday (3/3/15). This marks the second time I’ve gone under the knife and hopefully will be the last. Not factoring in that I’ve been going stir crazy, bored out of my skull ever since, I’m doing pretty okay. Got my follow-up tomorrow to see how well it’s all healing.




 ~Shinju






2/22 - I will be on hand presenting my work to the one and only Christopher Lloyd himself, the Great Doctor Emmett Brown for Back To The Future Day 2015 celebrations w/ my daughter @ the Denver Comic Con this May 23-25th. Any of my followers planning to be there?

This will be my first return to active convention art since 2010 and my first surgery last year. It is also very my first time with Chris, so to say that the bonafide geek in me is more than just a lil’ over the moon batsh*t crazy happy-go-lucky about this whole entire once in a lifetime event is a serious understatement. I wish I had more choice vocabulary on hand in which to express just how truly and deeply honored I am

....I’M NOT WORTHY!! Kao Emoji-82 (Hail or Surrender or Sorry) [V5] by Jerikuto


If you’ve been keeping tabs then most of you are already aware that I have been working on Christopher’s portrait over these passed few days. Of course when I started I was unaware that my endeavor was to include actually presenting it to him. Naturally that ups the ante in me personally as an artist to make certain that this is the very best of my work possible. I’m very happy, but the pressure is on. And trust me, the vise couldn't be any tighter. I have my 2nd surgery scheduled for March 3rd and not knowing how long my recovery is going to take let’s just say that May isn’t too far away.

 ~Shinju

A look at Chris’s portrait in progress:

WIP Christopher Lloyd by Shinjuchan WIP Christopher Lloyd 2 by Shinjuchan WIP Christopher Lloyd details 1 by Shinjuchan WIP Christopher Lloyd details 2 by Shinjuchan







2/10 - Welp... I’m just going to be blunt with it and spare you all a long dribble here. Apparently results and scans from my post-op appointment showed that I’ve not healed quite the way I should be at this point. Not only is there more bone chips present, etc., but I have more tears in around the rotary and was informed that if it isn’t addressed right now ---even though I’ve actually felt the best I’ve been in years and that the first surgery was in fact successful for the most part--- if it isn’t taken care of that I’ll eventually just be exactly where I was at this same time last year. So I’ve been scheduled for another surgery this March 3rd. I have to go in on the 2nd for blood draw and all that other fine pre-op stuff. More than this, this surgery is unfortunately going to be more vasive than the first, meaning that this could mean a replacement rotary. Oh, lucky me.

...NOT AT ALL THE GOOD NEWS I WAS HOPING TO LEAVE WITH
zonk by Emoji-kun

I won’t know for certain until I meet with my primary on the 16th. She’ll be going over w/ me what all planned routes my surgeon wants to go with this time, what options I have and what not. Hopefully I’ll have something to tell you all then. This is one reason why I’m just going to go ahead with the tattoo chibi art for my daughter and get that at least finished for her and the Marty/Doc piece for my youngest. I want those finished for my kids’ sake because I haven’t a clue how long this recovery is going to last this second time. I appreciate in advance all your prayers and thoughts regarding this and I thank you.

I Love You by KmyGraphic

 ~Shinju