Author archive: Menstruosity
I Am Johan’s Sculpted Doodles
My attention is short, sporadic, and can never quite figure out how to just get things done. -_- This is something that plagues many artists, especially those that say they’ve come up against ‘blocks’.
It seems like on some days I am able to go head on into a project and create multiple worlds from a single pixel of color. Other days I just sit here debating how to even begin writing a blog post knowing I’d never finish the first sentence (negative thinking much?).
So as some of you may know I have dabbled in 3D sculpting this year but not much yet to show as a result as a bunch of other projects). During one of my excursions through the thickets of Youtube for a tutorial on how to do something I found this guy.
I think I now know how to make all my little freakishly weird 3d creatures turn into something more substantial and portfolio worthy :)
P.S. His use of slashes may have something to do with it for me too >>
DetailsShop Open for IMVU
My last shop in GASR brought me much insight on how I work and what I am capable of and especially where I need to improve, so thanks to all you guys who ordered. <3
// Connect
For now announcements will be on my pulse. I may open a formal post in GASR later.
I accept requests via IM’s to my ‘menstruosity’ inbox on IMVU (NOT forums) or emails in my form right here on this site. Please reference this post for any more updates to my guidelines.
// Time Frame
I will be placing a time limit for myself of 1 week to finish the art piece, this makes it fair for you and others waiting in line. If I finish earlier then I start counting a week from when I start working on that pic.
On that same token if I connect with you and within 4 days I don’t have screenies I can work with, then you will be moved down the queue, and I will accept another customer who is ready.
// Cost
My price is 100k per avatar I have to edit (or cash equivalent based on IMVUCE rates at the time of accepting screenies). Props may or may not be subject to this.
I only accept direct transfers via support tickets or paypal payments. You can blame credit pend for that.
Don’t tell me if someone else charges a different price or is willing to accept your request sooner. All the power to you and them, it will not influence my speed nor my quality for others.
// Type of Art Desired
Regarding type of work, the more lewd/ AP/ revealing/ fashionista/ naughty diva the better. I’m not all that interested in touching up basic clothing, but more interested in repainting. Sex appeal is always a huge bonus to work on, so please keep that in mind. I’m not too keen on anime or chibi styles.
I’m ok with headshots as well as bodyshots. But keep in mind headshots I have more wiggle room with how much detail/repainting I can do.
// Screenies
My primary preference is two identical screenies, one WITH AND one WITHOUT hair, accessories, piercings, eyelashes, tattoos.
Worst comes to worst I settle for baldies, but will let you know if I can work with your screenies or not.
I do not want to see any of your screenies unless I have msged you and told you you’re up in queue and I am ready to work on your picture. This helps me from over frying my brain with ideas and allows me to focus on one customer at a time. This also allows you to have your best and newest screenies available for me to choose from so you are not disappointed down the road.
// Terms of Service
I may use stock images, pattern or texture brushes for your art piece, however all hair is hand drawn by brushes I have made for myself (brushes, not brush stamps)
I will never trace or use images that are copyrighted by someone else.
For more TOS on what you can DO with your image once you get it please read here.
DetailsSome random day of the fucking year.
Bleh.
I hate how stagnant my blog gets sometimes, I can’t tell how many times I’ve wiped it clean and decided to start over and vow to continuously update it. My mind is always running, it never stops. People tell me I type ridiculously fast, but to me, I feel like nothing on this Earth including my fingers and mouth can keep up with my mind. These past few months have marked some of my darkest days since forever and a day ago, but they’ve also made me shed several layers of skin, and I’ve come one big step closer to understanding myself, on the road to self actualization.
In my little escape from myself to myself I have slowly formulated a small family of good friends in a little pretty pixel world. Which usually seems to be the case for many internet users that were raised up with, well, the internet.
While that itself is another topic all together, I’ve realized that all these little virtual worlds do is shrink down what is still our very existence, our behaviors, our agendas, our traits, there is no escape from who you’ve made yourself out to be, regardless of how your image changes. While you can just as easily ‘x out’ of a conversation you’re hating or whatever, you still are left with a nasty flavor in your mouth.
This day in particular felt very bleak.
What can I say, we are all tainted with human error, we are never as ideal as we’d like to think ourselves to be. We are not as humble, as endearing, as loving, as hateful, as hurtful as we may think we are. We just simply are, certain traits highlighted depending on the situation. By the time I get to this point where I want to write about anything I already spent all my energy thinking and rehashing shit.
The only lesson that keeps emerging from shit days like this is, yes we can be open, honest communicators so to speak, but we are social animals whether we like it or not, we have to be considerate of when and we say certain things, or forever risk living in loneliness.
Whenever I hear someone saying they prefer to live in isolation, you can be damned sure deep down inside the loneliness is killing them. Being social take hard work and effort, I’m slowly realizing it’s not an option though, it’s a neccessity to stay sane and live out the rest of a wretched life.
It is what we make of it. There is no rest for the wicked.
DetailsLeave the Pieces
leave the pieces
assorted by reflection
but in a manner unrevealingwide open spaces
for the underscore
& edges for the hurtsmall mosaic to…
echo a pause & a thought
in these days of doubt
© Menstruosity
Feb 20 2:04 AM 2007
LUEY Weekend 2010
Well I popped my LUEY virginity yesterday, and have to say it was my best birthday weekend outing ever :D
For those not familiar; the weekend following Fat Tuesday is dubbed ‘Let Us Entertain You’ Weekend. It originated in 73′ as a Mardi Gras thank you afterparty by the gay leather motorcycle club, the Texas Riders. Several years later the Houston Council of Clubs added the ‘Show of Shows’ on Sunday afternoon and has since become a four day social networking/ get together for like-minded folk; Leather, BDSM, bear, GLBT, and what have you.
I will not deny that I could have been more actively social but I reveled in being able to take it all in, meet a few online friends in the flesh and walk about in public holding onto my hubby’s leash. It was our first attempt at mingling with the local lifestyle community since last March. I’m not sure where all the lost time went, family issues, work, self-reflection.. it didn’t help that we didn’t enjoy our last few outings either so we were definitely hesitant at first. We’re very glad we decided to go anyway.
It turns out that the last minute t-shirt I decided to wear came in handy too! I was asked to stand in front of the unlock-able restroom twice at the Ripcord and when I folded my arms waiting it was pointed out to me I was a cop :D On the front my shirt read “Undercover cop – looking for a big bust” with a shield with a chic in the middle. I’ve never been so camera unshy when they snapped a few of it and hopefully will link a few of the photos when they’re up. For now I am ashamed to say we only took one and that’s when hubby and Tinman won their Jägermeister t-shirts :)
All in all, awesome weekend. Really looking forward to next year. Though I do hope to see more people our age but that’s a different rant all together.
DetailsEtch
envious pane of pain inflicted
traducing threads woven by wombs
& I had once abnegated the untoward dissension…but I now mark my recalescent words
- in a frisson of an etch
suffusing my breath upon the glass; smiling
from outside the prison at your awry reflection
Nightclub Christening
it struck midnight in my head
the waves his belly rippled ceased
as massive speakers took a breather
bringing time to a haltthough the stench of cigarettes
still lingers in my hair today
I entangle it in a wreath of barbs
to rise with him to that platform againletting the white smoke whisper at our feet
as I crucify my heels with every step
with the music that thunders once more
to a language the lonely speak
© Jun 12th 2006
DetailsEyes of the Storm I
autumn subsides to the first frost
skyscraping mirrors wince now
as the sun gives them her back
the city’s bustle fades to an echoI can see the caliginous climate
inhaling souls from peoples mouths
lank & luteous wisps shelter my face
as your pout warms the tip of my nosebut I find no warmth behind your lashes
only these obdurate maelstroms
– or what they call
the windows to your bitter soul
© May 18th 2007? 2006?
DetailsBDSM notes from a while ago…
Was referencing some notes from a lecture by Midori on defining the lifestyle, posted to share with fellow kinksters.
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Vanilla |
Dominant
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Masochist
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Egalitarian
Masochist |
Dominant
Masochist |
Submissive
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Sadist |
Dominant
Sadist |
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A Date with Mikal
always a late bloomer
could never catch the dawn
so today
the dawn came to mewalking out to the field
– in only my tee
dew tingeing my bare feet
the climate’s embrace
an ethereal breaththe sun playing hide & seek
though still high noon
ocherous horizon
basking me with sensuality
static tickles my flesh
as my hair billows up
in prayerMikal thrusts the winds
into a vigorous spiral
eyes closed – still can smell
the earth’s sex
as a finger from the heavens
descends to probe
assailingly slow
then with such friction
making us howl in ecstasyspreading my arms wide
Mikal pulls me to him
with a beat of his whirlwings
whispering in my ear
through a vociferous void“soar with me today…
for by the morrow
you’ll wake in a staid bed”
© The Menstruosity May 26 2006 or 2007 – fuck if I can remember
DetailsLady Gaga’s Interpertation of Vampires is Damn Sexy
© Lady Gaga: the Fame Monster
In a recent chat it couldn’t have been better described that the current underworld is all jail-bait material. Don’t get me wrong, Meyers might be a wonderful writer and all, but to me vampires need to be a little more bizarre, a little more twisted and with a lot less raging hormones. I just feel dirty even thinking of the concept of fantasizing about these Edward or Jacob characters.
Her audience might be broad but for me I want to see something like The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty but with vampires and werewolves come to life. The last decent vampiric saga I saw was probably Angel and that was basically it. Before that it was the Masquerade but who pumps that shit anymore?
I need my regular fix of the dark and kinky too dammit!
But with the release of Fame Monster and Bad Romance I have to say I am more optimistic. Lady Gaga gives me hope that there’s still some creativity leaking in the dark and maybe someday something truly fresh will be available for me to sink my teeth into. Just watch:
Toilet seat cover coffins? Are you kidding me? That’s pure genius! And not to mention all the shiny latex and gorgeous costumes as always.
Which brings me to my next bitch. Somebody told me that they hate Lady Gaga because she is copying off of Miss Mosh’s style. Seriously? How small is your world? Miss Mosh is a gorgeous model in her own right but bitch please.

Then I have something to say to those who think Gaga doesn’t compare to Beyonce (Telephone vs Video phone). My biggest gripe is how everyone thinks Beyonce is original and Gaga a copycat. To me, Gaga might have been inspired a by a long history of amazing artists, but she is continuing that tradition of eclectic sex appeal the industry lacks.
There is nothing wrong with being inspired, but I have yet to see her outright infringe. Gaga is a long overdue breath of fresh air. To me her crotch grabbing, kinky attitude and freakish fashion sense is more of what we need. Lady Gaga please make the next vampire movie for me and flush the current trend down the toilet.
DetailsTransitions
the earth hesitates
final zephyr tours new hues
inverting seasons~
turning in her bed
impending tempest of smog
a Houston summer~
ominous deluge
cleanses the impurities
season of the winds
© Menstruosity and all that jazz
p.s. check out the photographer’s comments on the image, perfect sentiment.
DetailsBlood Petals (cinquain)
Photo credits: torvald /sxc.hu
petals
of rose on wall
taped on forgotten day
fall with the last drop of this love
my blood
IMVU 06 vs 09
I have been on hiatus from virtual chat for a few years now… mainly because my Acer died, and IMVU, to this day, still do not provide a Mac counterpart to their chat client. I flirted around with the concept of a Second Life but to my dismay had the piss taken out of it when I realized I didn’t have a suped up gaming computer.
That was roughly three years ago and here we are welcoming Windows back into our life (meh) and lo and behold my account is still active and with a shit load of credits in it. That mixed with me working from home means I can continue where I left off…
So new things have changed as you can see…
I went from a retarded blowup doll to a very cute porcelain doll!
The clothes really upgraded too, they went from two (or so) very generic meshes to all sorts of new kinky and fun styles… check it out:

The results of this large gap (in internet years, whats three, nine years?) I’ve become very inspired.. and now with just slightly more time on my hands I feel like I have yet another outlet to exude my creativity. Now if I can just finish any one single piece of art!
DetailsEczematous Love
urbane hands of
a candle wax hue
adroit & endowed
with many a craft
apprentices of a muse
and then somewith these dexterous
tarantulas
an oriental hyacinth
painted the Sahara
with an azure sea
& the sun
with an olive treeher spindly roots
would trace the paths
of nerves & veins
of the local dead
as she prepared them
for Azrael to takewith menstrual ink she
daubed adobe walls
with filigreed poetry
weaving fabrications
& lies – none the wise
into robes of comfort
& a carefree minda fallen inamorato
with luteous wings
interwove new threads
with spittle of acid
that flowed
into her blood
bringing it to a boila tempest would but
cloud her being
but being a healer
& a necrologist
she would only smile
as a waning moon
& enceinte at nightbut after the dove flew
migrating to somewhere
unkown
never to return
the sorrow of parasitic love
left its lesions
on her
precious hands
© Menstruosity
DetailsA Palatable Solution to the Problem
tracing the groove of a plum
with my tongue
all the while indulging in
the sultry mist by which it was waxedthe taught, pseudo-vinyl coat
slowly peels
(revealing a putamen too small
- to dare preach any further)
as the fruit lapses into reverie
onto athirst lips
which part too eager to consumestridor succumbs to murmurs as
polished orb glazes over with estrus fervor
for not all drupes which drip
sapid juices of tepid gest
come
from the refrigerator
Written on July 17 2006 (I think)
DetailsS & M of Code
For WordPress, code is poetry. For me, code is like S&M. Of all the things I like to do to exercise my brain, there is nothing like hand coding a website to just knock my socks off. I get frustrated, angry, and feel severe headaches, but the thrill of actually having a finely “hand” crafted website that is aesthetically pleasing and functionally satisfying is… well… satisfying.
Thoughts on image: After painstakingly fabricating various actions and functions out of nothing but white space, an entire script can come to a halt because of one tiny syntax error. Secretary anyone?
DetailsOnly happy when it rains…
My first HNT or whatever. Sadly I no longer have this set of art projects.
DetailsBlackBoard
my spittle becomes crude chalk
– blatantly masturbating
against the blackboard of your mind(..braying broken -
unspoken thoughts…)flaying open wounds as I had once
permitted the suede privates
of your birth-ridden deterioration
to enter this Temple of mineplaguing my already torporific soul
with the vertigo of pulse
– but having graduated now
I lay here on your abandoned shores(on the brink
of erasure…)
© 2009 Fatima Mekkaoui. All rights reserved.
DetailsRustic Rousing
had the lids been sewn shut
it would be respite enough so to speak
wandering Barzakh surreals; in manner of cultureyet the sealing wax
(now encrusting my farewell envelopes)
crumples with the rustic rousingmy glazed vision lays heavy on
a one soft & battered bedmate
the one felicitous enough to have been – sewnflung against off-white walls; off-limits
only to be subsequently coddled in propitiation
(could you not have been a some one other…?)
© 2009 Fatima Mekkaoui. All rights reserved.
DetailsThis place really has come a long way. Back when everything was hand-crafted with html and notepad.
WordPress truly is a big step up in content management. I do miss those frail and delicate masterpieces of 1999 though, the like of notpersephone.org. You should check her site out before it expires and dies forever.
Change is coming…
Well things since March have been quite shitty as perceived by this side of my life. I’ve let my bitterness consume me and I have neglected my beloved project; this very site..
Change is coming however, I’ll be revamping the blog probably about 75%. Things to look forward to include:
1. A massive amount of new fresh artwork that I’ve been hiding…
2. ..and a shopping cart to purchase them so I don’t have to worry about other companies’ stupid censorship rules.
3. Regular HNT observation snippets from the darkest corners of my mind (yay for those of you who like to lick my brains more than my shoes)
4. Since I feel too lazy to publish my poetry in a real book for now I’ll be releasing my poetry on here as well, one at a time.
5. An actual site redesign… yay!
..I probably feel so compelled because I’m on the verge of letting it flow soon.. feels so great to bleed.
*Photo Credits: jurvetson
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