Other than under a design there really seems to be no good place to comment to someone on Threadless, bless it's heart. Here I have created a blog where, if you have something to say to me, you can comment and talk to me. I feel, with any rule, there is a promise that is bound to it. So here are the promises and the rules.
I Promise 1) All of my artwork is original. I do not steal. If someone finds a similar design I will look into it and decide whether to have my design deleted from Threadless or not. 2) I do not leave negative comments, only either constructive or compliment. 3) I will do my best to answer any questions. And I will be truthful. 4) I will do my utmost to remain civil. that being said... Rules 1) If you have an accusation of me, please do not post a teenagerish "You suck, you stole that" comment. Please be specific. 2) Do not dog my designs. If it's not your style and/or you simply hate anything you didn't do, then do not bother to comment. (aka no "You blow" comments) 3) If you have a question, just ask. 4) Don't be mean, stupid, a jerk, hypocritical, or agressively critical of (or to) anyone who posts here or on my designs pages. Thank You :)
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My designsAll about me
I'm just a punk-rock Fozzie bear with a hippie streak that calls me out every morning and hits me in the gut with a fist wrapped in my own troubles and a baseball bat made out of my peccadillos. After I lie, bleeding the songs of my past in a pool of my mistaken identity for an hour or two, the ghost of my hopes and dreams passes by to rub the salt of confusion into my spiritual wounds and kick me in the emotional genitals. Finally some wayward moment of responsible thought will carry my broken body and pride to the local hospital of truth where I get a few shots of common sense, a cast on my broken heart, and some pills of friendship. And every night as I lay my swollen head on the pillow of ignorance I realize that analogies make me tired.
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