I've been fiddling around with Poser for years now, to almost no avail. I took a very long hiatus from using the program. I was pretty much convinced it was a youthful misake and a huge waste of money that served no practical purpose. However, years later, I have Poser 7 reinstalled on my main PC, and due to some... 'interesting'... life changes, I've finally been able to get into rendering some maybe half-decent images that make some kind of visual sense... and making use of all of the 'useless' licenses for materials to use in this program that I purchased.

I'm an artist by nature, but a largely impotent and unsuccessful one, due to my health problems and life circumstances. (If your hands don't work, drawing is largely futile. If you can't remember what you were doing 20 seconds ago, just about everything becomes a futile effort. People take their brains for granted. When something goes wrong with it, compassion, and even feigned understanding, is usually not even the last thing a person is going to receive. So, my heartfelt thanks to everyone who has shown me any kind of kindness or support.)

My life can basically be described as 'unlife' up until just recently, when things started to change. I've been "living", if we want to call it that, for most of my life, in an empty vacuous void that I could describe as a 'walking coma'. I'd never done anything, never accomplished anything. For me, anything that I accomplish, no matter how small, is a momentous thing. The idea of, firstly, completing anything worth posting, and then posting it - it's almost too much for me.

While it's naturally frightening that art posted online is treated broadly as a 'free' and easy resource and commodity, and the idea of entering that arena is difficult (for anyone), the idea of anything I make being, finally, seen, is something I can't let go of.

On of the 9th of July, 2015, I finally posted my first-ever actual image with components I rendered in Poser. Not the first ever thing I rendered in Poser, I mean... the first ever completed 'thing'. It's a kind of a harrowing thing, and it's a massive accomplishment for me. Made me wish I had the energy and mental clarity to be proud of myself, haha. It would've been nice to feel something.
 
My deviantArt page can be found at quartzwolf.deviantart.com. Not much there to speak of... But it's a process of growth, right?