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Commissions Temporarily Closed! (Lemme explain...)

Journal Entry: Tue Jan 24, 2017, 10:07 AM
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I don't like to ever "close commissions," but i feel that i kind of have to at the moment. So many are in the works, and i'm thrilled to do each one. Here is my list...

-- The Slug Transformation Comic 6 pages 
-- Kamenmaster's Chie Sumo Girl Weight Gain Sequence (5 pics)
-- Prodigal-Gamer's Slaves/Service Droid
-- Esper Terra Bonus Pics for Kainazzo
-- Bonnie and Liquidboy for TheLiquidBoy
-- Ariel/Jasmine Aquatic Chimera Merge for Ne0natomy

-- Time Gal Mud Man Transformation Comic for AdamTheJoker
-- Glunda and Dolan for Curtsibling
-- Tiamab + Crew (5-10 pics) for KaijuDuke
-- Fiora Xenogears Sequence for Lusafina
-- Malary Wolf Versions (2 pics) for Uberlord01
-- Possible Fungus Commission for Thrandrall?

. Did i leave anyone out? I'm flying by the seat of my pants here.

A couple of those comics are gonna be MASSIVE.

I just... i just feel like i shouldn't agree to take any more on until some of this is cleared. I absolutely hate telling people "yes, i'll draw that, but you have to wait three months." I want to start everything now, now!


What do you think, guys? Can we kind of put a pin in this for now, and watch me work like all hell for the next few months?

Glory awaits!


I support my artmaking with a Patreon that you can find here:

Gumroad Collections:

  Tasty Paste Sequence on Gumroad by Chronorin  Sailor Scout Transformations at Gumroad by Chronorin
Usagi's Inflation Comic on Gumroad by Chronorin  The 12 Perfect Onis by Chronorin
Slime Furries on Gumroad by Chronorin

Also, I have a pretty cool ArtStation Page…

Also, you can follow me on Twitter @marclhommedieu

Current Movies: ...umm.
Current TV Show: Vikings, Archer.
Current Tunes: BT, Yes.
Current Foods: Chicken Tikka Masala w. habanero.
Current Drinks: Milk.
Currently Feeling: ....all done up to be honest.

Zoel Loftsara Stamp by Acaciathorn-Stamps  Murk Stamp by Acaciathorn-Stamps  Garden Slug Stamp by Acaciathorn-Stamps  Alexis Kingsley Stamp by Acaciathorn-Stamps  Synthea Stamp by Acaciathorn-Stamps…………


Chro the Norin
Artist | Professional | Digital Art
United States
"A man shitting in a hat is not enough; he must shit in two hats, and then spill one of them." -- Ignatiy Vishnevetsky

"That is most of it, being a wizard -- seeing and listening. The rest is technique."
-- Schmendrick the Magician

"When I was alive, I believed -- as you do -- that time was at least as real and solid as myself, and probably more so. I said 'one o'clock' as though I could see it, and 'Monday' as though I could find it on the map; and I let myself be hurried along from minute to minute, day to day, year to year, as though I were actually moving from one place to another. Like everyone else, I lived in a house bricked up with seconds and minutes, weekends and New Year's Days, and I never went outside until I died, because there was no other door. Now I know that I could have walked through the walls."

-- The Skull.

"The first duty in life is to assume a pose. What the second is, no one has yet discovered."
--Oscar Wilde

“Meaning is not in things but in between them."
-- Norman O. Brown

You're never going to find true happiness, what are you gonna do, cry about it?"
-- Weird Al Yankovic

"What's wrong with running away from reality when it sucks?"
-- Shinji Ikari.

"Life IS pain, your highness. Anyone who says otherwise is selling something."
-- Westley, The Princess Bride

"I'm not in the business of seeing whatever pleases YOU."
-- Master Shake

"This is why i hate middle-aged people -- all they want is attention."
-- Super Milk-Chan

"Comedy is a dying artform. But tragedy? Now THAT'S funny."
-- Bender

"Principal Skinner is an old man who lives at the school. I had to go to his office once because i was dirty."
-- Ralph Wiggum

"The Durions had won the day, but left behind were Bruidd ruins; for the Bruidd had left a Sign, or a Poem, as some would say, and some would not."
-- Stephen Gooch

"He who would break a thing to know what it is has left the path of wisdom."
-- Gandalf.

"The Universe is not mystical in how it exists, but in that it exists."
-- Ludwig Wittgenstein.

"All you need is love. Love is all you need."
-- John Lennon.

"There's no such thing as love. It's just another puffed-up word used by Madison Avenue to sell their skin creams and two-seater cars!"
-- Stewie Griffin.


*Political Shit*

How You Lost the World by Sam Kriss

"I think I’m still in shock. When the sun rose this morning it was blistered with the face of Donald Trump, bronze and smirking hideous, and all I can think about is Hillary Clinton. It’s what I know. Throughout the entire election, one slow-motion clip of a clown car ramming into a crowd of pedestrians, I’d assumed that the danger of Trump and the danger of Clinton were of two different orders. Trump was dangerous because of what he said and what he represented, the waves of fascism and violence that rippled out from the dead plopping weight of his speeches. Clinton was dangerous because of what she would actually do, because Clinton was going to win the election. I was a sucker, the kind who gets duped precisely by believing himself to be too smart for any kind of con. I thought I saw through it all, the whole stupid charade, a coronation disguised as a battlefield. I was wrong. This was exactly what Hillary Clinton wanted people like me to think; she wanted to be an inevitability. And this is why Trump won: the presidency was Clinton’s to lose, from the moment she announced her candidacy, and she lost it. She was the only person who could. People don’t like taking part in someone else’s inevitability.

Why did Hillary Clinton run for President? The most gruesome spectacle of Election Day was her short speech outside the polling station in Chappaqua, New York. ‘It’s the most humbling feeling,’ she said, of voting for herself to control an enormous nuclear arsenal. All electoral politics are predicated on this kind of bullshit, the debates, the campaign ads, the phony acceptance speeches, the highminded types trying to focus on the ‘issues,’ as if there’s any issue at play beyond a pair of hungry-eyed megalomaniacs deciding that they want power. Someone like Trump might have been stupid enough to convince himself that he at least had some kind of grand vision for the country, or the will and dedication to really get things done, but Clinton had no such illusions. She’s been in government for a long time; she knew that the powers of the presidency can be competently exercised by any grey and dismal middle manager, she knew that she had nothing particularly unique to offer. She was running not because there was anything in particular she wanted to get done – look how slippery her positions have been on just about every issue – but because she wanted it, the big chair and the big desk and the first female President; she decided that it was her turn, that it was hers by right. She knew that she was electoral poison, that vast swathes of the country hated her and for good reason, that she was compromised by a miserable record spotted with sleaze and criminality, that she alienated the left, inflamed the right, and appealed mostly to a small coterie of sexually repressed and pathologically centrist think-tank nerds, that her entire constituency was made of limp cardboard and backlogged semen, that her candidacy raised the serious possibility of a Republican victory when anyone else would have beaten that divided and frothing party into insignificance with one hand tied behind their back – but she ran anyway.

And then she lost. Despite it all, the vast monumental horror of a Trump presidency, it’s hard not to feel a little twinge of satisfaction as Hillary Clinton is denied the only thing she ever wanted and which she never deserved. Trump has promised to send her to prison. Good. It’d be for all the wrong reasons, but her crimes are many, and losing a general election to an overgrown baby should absolutely carry a long minimum sentence. Let her rot.

Clinton’s media foot-rubbers are presenting this result as a victory for prejudice: Trump won on a platform of racism, sexism, ableism, misogynoir, homophobia, transphobia, Islamophobia; the American people are hateful beyond reason, and they elected a knight of the kyriarchy to turn their roiling incoherent psychopathologies into government policy. Of course these people are right; it would be incredibly stupid to discount the role of outright bigotry, especially in a country that has fuelled itself on bigotry for three hundred years. But it’s not enough; if the only problem was too many bigots the whole elections collapses into a question of tribes and demographics, and you don’t have to think about why Clinton lost. Trump won among voters who ticked the box for Obama in 2008 and 2012, he won decisively among white women, he picked up a far bigger share of ethnic minority voters than anyone would have reasonably expected, he won because the standard formula of American liberalism – eternal war abroad coupled with rationally administered dispossession at home and an ethics centred on where people should be allowed to piss and shit – is a toxic and unlovable ideology, and his candidacy turned it from an invisible consensus to one option among others.

Hillary Clinton had nothing to offer people; all she could give them was fear and herself. Her campaign was the most cack-handed and disastrous in recent decades, managed by a gang of simpering imbeciles pretending to be Machiavellian strategists; it was all on the flimsy depthless level of TV. Now watch her whip, now watch her nae nae. Yaas kween, slay kween, slay. Clinton was to be carried through her path to the White House on the shoulders of irritating media celebrities; Lena Dunham’s Instagram feed, Beyoncé’s stage shows, Robert De Niro’s menacing monologues. Clinton strategists actively and deliberately abetted Trump at every stage of his rise through the Republican primaries, dignifying his candidacy with every statement of disapproval, because they thought that he was the enemy she had the best chance of beating. Clinton spent the final weeks of her campaign against a parody toddler obsessing over weird conspiracy theories, painting her opponent as a secret Russian agent. Clinton decided, as a vast country fumed bitterly for something different, anything, that she would actively court the approval of a few hundred policy wonks. Clinton all but outrightly told vast swathes of the American working classes that they were irrelevant, that she didn’t need them and they would be left behind by history, and then expected them to vote for her anyway. Clinton was playing at politics; it was a big and important game, but it could be fun too; it was entertainment, it was a play of personalities. Her campaign tried to reproduce the broad 500-channel swathe of TV: an intrigue-riddled prestige drama and a music video and the 24-hour news; they forgot that trashy reality shows always get the highest ratings.

Donald Trump is a fascist. We shouldn’t be afraid of the word: it’s simple and accurate, and his fascism is hardly unique; it’s just a suppurating outgrowth of the fascism that was already there. Still, this time it’s different. The fascisms of Europe in the 1920s and 30s, or east Asia in the 50s and 60s, or Latin America in the 70s and 80s were all the response of a capitalist order to the terrifying potency of an organised working class. Fascism is what capitalism does when it’s under threat, something always latent but extending in claws when it’s time to fight; it imitates mass movements while never really having the support of the masses. (In Germany, for instance, support for the Nazis was highest among the industrial haute bourgeoisie, and declined through every social stratum; look at Trump’s share of the voter per income band and see the same pattern. The workers didn’t vote for Trump, they just didn’t vote for Clinton either.) But today the organised working class is nowhere to be found. There’s no coherent left-wing movement actively endangering capitalism; the crisis facing the liberal-capitalist order is entirely internal. It’s grinding against its own contradictions, circling the globe to turn back against itself, smashing through its biological and ecological limits and finding nothing on the other side. This is the death spasm, a truly nihilist fascism, the fascism of a global system prickling for enemies to destroy but charging only against itself. There’s no silence in the final and total victory, just an endless war with only one side. It’s not entirely the case, as the slogan puts it, that the only thing capable of defeating the radical right is a radical left. The radical right will defeat itself, sooner or later, even if it’s at the cost of a few tens of millions of lives. We need a radical left so there can be any kind of fight at all."


Always good to get another perspective, yes?

* Personal Shit*

I wonder what Wix acquiring DeviantArt will mean for us?  Surely they won't crack down on slime girls.

I wonder what high school art classes are like now.  I always kinda hated mine... looking back, i have no idea what the heck they were trying to teach us.  The art game keeps changing, you know?  

I remember when digital art wasn't "real art."  I remember when every list of artist-advice included the dictum "don't shoot for online popularity, because online popularity is meaningless and won't help you in the long run!"  I think they should change that to "focus on what is popular and could go viral!  Get your name out!  Do you even KNOW how much Sakimichan makes on Patreon?  Why haven't you drawn Sephiroth yet?"


I kid, i kid.  But in all seriousness, my 12th grade art teacher had no inkling that Photoshop or the internet would ever be a thing.

I wonder how other artists store their work?  I've always arranged mine in folders labeled "2015" and "2016" and "2017."  I can fathom no other way.  When i look at my folders, each pic brings some pretty strong memories of what my job was like and what i was doing back then.  

SCP-811 by Chronorin  This was the last pic i finished in Murfreesboro...

Enola Angstrom by Chronorin  ...and this is the first one i finished in the new town!

Ah, life.  

I wonder what i should watch when i'm done binging on Archer.  The second season of Miraculous Ladybug doesn't come out for a couple months, so maybe... Revolutionary Girl Utena?  I always meant to see that one.  Is that a good one?

I wonder if the new Gorillaz album will be any good?  This first single is hella weird but like, i think it's growing on me.  

Chronorin's Song of the Day for February 25th, 2017 is "Hallelujah Money" by the Gorillaz.
Chie Satonaka: Aiya Chinese Restaurant III
...the third in a new series, commission by :iconkamenmaster: Kamenmaster!

Chie's initial reluctance to gain such large amounts of weight was greatly alleviated when the Aiya reps told her that her regimen would be overseen by genuine Sumo trainers.  Soon, her new penthouse had been transformed into a Sumo stable of one, and she was expected to adhere to the rigorous training schedule -- waking before dawn, lifting weights, resistance training (followed by a light snack), a soak in hot water, and downing as much protein-filled food as she possibly could.  "Sumo is one of the oldest and noblest of martial arts, right?" Yukiko observed, "so this isn't too different from your old lifestyle... except for the fat, of course."  Yukiko reached out and playfully shook Chie's ballooning belly as Japan's first "Sumette" tried to slap her hands away.

"I admit, it's not as bad as i thought," Chie admitted.  "Sure, i'm getting huge, but i can't believe how strong i feel!"  She flexed a soft but very sturdy arm.

"And after all," one of the young trainers added, "we don't want what happened to Mitsuru to happen to you!"

"Wait, what happened to Mitsuru?" Chie demanded.

"Oh... you haven't heard?" Yukiko stammered.  "We... well, we didn't want to freak you out, and nothing is really known for sure.  It's just... those Kirijo cookies she was advertising, it turns out that they had some sort of addictive properties.  They were pretty much all she was eating -- nothing but empty sugar and carbs, combined with no exercise... and..."


"Well, like i said, it's just a rumor, but she hasn't been seen in public in months, and some people say she's gotten too fat to walk.  The only time she's appeared in the last few months is on her weekly webcam show, and she's always sitting down... it's hard to tell, but gaining that much weight so fast... it's possible..." Yukiko trailed off.

Chie stared in horror, imagining the morbidly obese Mitsuru, so bloated from endless cookie consumption that she couldn't walk.  

"I definitely won't let that happen to me," she stated. 

"It won't!" Yukiko agreed.  "After all, we need you in fighting shape for the Sumo Girl commercials."

Ah, those commercials... they were goofy, but fun to film.  Each one usually involved Chie (or Sumo Girl, as the public knew her) in mock battles against much larger (or even animated) opponents, and effortlessly sending them flying off screen, and then slurping on one of Aiya's Bottomless Beef Bowls.

Sales were up 300% since the start of the campaign, and Chie's popularity was growing as fast as her waistline.  She still wasn't as popular as Rise, though.  Rise could definitely still walk, and was often seen waddling into trendy nightclubs, always in that yellow bikini, surrounded by her massive entourage.  

She was the one who started all this, Chie thought.  Still... if i keep getting bigger, maybe Sumo Girl will be the biggest on the block someday!


Demonic Mistress Cadence I
...a long-overdue special gift for :iconmegamanred: MegamanRed.  He's been super generous to me on Patreon, so i did a couple fanarts of his Cadence character!

He is the first patron to receive the Bonus Reward.... who will be the second?


If you're a patron, that is.  


Do you like my status updates that are essentially anti-Trump editorials? 

48 deviants said Nah, i don't care about politics much. DeviantArt is for drawing.
39 deviants said Yes, they are informative and interesting. Do more please.
11 deviants said They make me hate you, because you liberal scum are trying to sabotage the Donald before he can even Make America Great Again!
7 deviants said Other (tell me.)


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DocDaRock Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Whatever you say.
Chronorin Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
If you must know, i'm preparing some pretty vicious pwnage videos, and would prefer that my targets not be aware that this DA page is associated with my channel.  
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Toonwatcher Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2017
New Adventure Time tonight at 6:30
Chronorin Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
Toonwatcher Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2017
Yeah, I know, they didn't advertise it. Good news is Susan turned back to her regular form.
Chronorin Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
KaijuDuke Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2017
Hi man, check your notes when ya get a chance lol
Chronorin Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
Wait.. i don't see any new notes?
KaijuDuke Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2017
I sent it again just to be safe
Chronorin Featured By Owner Jan 17, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
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