Sometime on the 9th day or so...

RULES FOR USE OF MY STOCK

If you use any of my stock, it is a requirement that you give credit where credit is due, and link back to me. This means a link on your deviation, and a link on my stock deviation. If I do find anyone that has used stock here, and has not given proper credit, I will bite hard. This is extremely important.

Stock may not be used for commercial purposes such as book illustrations, websites, or sold products without my written permission. This also means you CANNOT USE THEM OUTSIDE OF DA WITHOUT MY EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION. I am on here answering messages nearly every day, and if you want to make prints, just ask me first. That's all. Current list of those deviants with prints permission can be found at the bottom of this journal.

Please, respect my models. Not only are they all beautiful people, but they have feelings too, and put a lot of modeling hours in with me. Do not put them in pornographic images. THIS MEANS do not INFLATE them for fetish purposes either. Please, to each their own, but don't make me come after you.

I take suggestions, and sometimes requests. You must note me, and allow reasonable time for your request. I have a lot. of work to do, and stock is only a side hobby. If your request requires the purchase of a costume I don't have or am not in the process of making, we have a donate option, too. We're poor, dammit!

Have fun already!

COMPREHENSIVE STOCK INDEX!!!
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WARNING: The road ahead is paved with sarcasm.
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...that is...when he/she/it got around to it, God created a few good doctors, and accidently left the Doctor Creation Machine (tm) running, while he/she/it decided to fancy some ambrosia and take a lovely end-creation nap.
   The first few sat and pondered how they could remain visibly useful, and hoped that their actual knowledge of medicine would get them through, and still draw patients. In the meantime, the charlatans were wrecking house: tearing down curtains, letting patients go untreated, and frightening the cats. They scared all of the other patients away from them, once those people realized that these were not doctors: They don't even LISTEN to you. Soon, no one could get any medical help at all, because all of the Good Doctors were overrun. Waitlists grew and grew, until finally the Good Doctors died of old age. Another phenomenon occured: with no good doctors left, they mused, we can run things our way and get away with it. Their grand scheme? :

We Shalt Treat Every Patient In Direct Accordance With The Expanse of Their Wallets!

It was a fabulous idea.

Almost.

But seriously, who do you have to blow in this country to get a doctor that listens?

I don't mean to be hatin' on doctor's so much, in fact, I have family members that are. I'm just fucking sick of the run-around I'm getting. Don't they realize that people are mortal, and sick ones even moreso? I threw in all of my dice hoping that of all places, Johns Hopkins would have some  high quality doctors.

So why the hell won't they listen to me? Why doesn't ALLERGIC mean ALLERGIC to them? Will they believe me when my throat closes up and my face practically explodes again, and have to spend the rest of my life with an inhaler when I never had asthma to begin with? Would this make them satisfy their curiosity?

It's coming down to this: I'm finding my own damn cure (because 1000 bucks a bottle for immune globulin I AM ALLERGIC TO is a touch to steep for a student with limited health insurance, much less a bottle every four weeks) or I'm dying young. Not by choice, either. Pardon me for not having faith. I had hope, and I lost it this morning.

No, I don't think ranting about my medical history in a journal on deviantart is going to be necessary. But I do think that expressing frustration on something that affects many of us on here may help me feel a little better knowing that other people are going through it too. Suffice it to say this: I am chronically ill, and have been since the day I was born. I will never be healthy, and I've accepted it. There is no sense in new doctors getting my hopes up over something that has been ground into fact. But, while they are dicking around, jacking up my bills,  I'm getting worse. One of FOUR tests alone they did when drawing my blood costs 197 bucks by itself. Not counting prescriptions, visits, or anything else. I have insurance, but it's a very small co-pay. I never thought I would have a rant in my journal here, and have made a concerted effort to be drama-less. I apologize, but I'm mad as a hornet.

The point of my saying so is this: I'm tired. I'm frustrated. And I'm trying to find a solution, and can't. TheArcher777, glttrbmbshll and frrsty Are coming down tomorrow, and we'll likely be shooting more stock, and regular photography. (gasp!) But, we are headed to the beach for some stress relief (HA!... we'll TRY anyway) so I might not be around here often in the next week or so. Please, be patient. I'll probably delete this journal later.

-Ash

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