Hello. You can call me Angel. I love art, so I decided to draw. My daughter is the one who I started drawing for. I've never gone to school for it. I touhght myself how to draw at the end of 2015. I have many drawings and I am always drawing new pieces. I bought a digital drawing pad at the beginning of 2018 so I have gone from paper and pencil, to amazing color and much better precision drawing. plus, this version saves me money in the end. All of my art is for sale, $40 per done drawing or $60 for any special request.I will also take on large projects. I have illustrated a children's book that got published for Christmas 2017, available upon request. Subscribe for a token a month and receive access to my chat where i talk about my art, share "in progress" images and even get ideas for new projects!
Head spinning in a caffeinated fugue, Kevin Bennett once found himself shredding down a Martian ski slope with a thousand irate Nephilim howling in his wake. On the way, he rescued twenty damsels, had lunch, and fully calculated Pi. In close company, he goes by “Bennett,” but he moonlights as an accordion-bearing comedian with an eye-patch and a beret, who goes by “French Accent.” He entertains any crowd, be it young, old, clean or "adult". His technique involves regular crowd participation and a musical element with no contemporary parallel. He also has two novels out, "Amphibian" and "The Thief And The Sacrifice"; which lost its first publisher and is looking for a second. For a limited time only, it's available for free online through a link listed on this page.
Additionally, you can find his album "Between Dystopias" available through Apple Music. Check it out.
He's also a content writer because that pays the bills. And he's single. Ladies. Only ladies. (It's 2017; gotta put the clarifier on these days.)
It's all about choice.. As long as we are given the illusion of choice we think we are free.. and at that point we will accept just about anything. The reality is.. We were all born into bondage. We live in a prison.. A prison for our minds..a prison we can't touch or see. Only when we realize this truth will we begin the journey to true freedom.