Vanilla Twilight Hand

I'm rather proud of this one and I really liked the process for some reason so I thought I'd share it.

Step one...was getting Owl City's cd and finding a pair of headphones.

Step two was looking at my own hand. After taking MULTIPLE pictures, and disliking ALL of them, I decided to stick with mine in real life cause it was closer and I could pick up the details I wanted.

Step three...The outline:


Step four...Shading:


Step five...Words:


And just in case you can't read them it says: "The silence isn't so bad till I look at my hands and feel sad cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly."

Watchya think?

Sophie Blackall

Sophie Blackall is one of the most amazing arists I've ever seen. Here's a look at some of her stuff.













She has her own blog if you wnt to keep up with her and look at her other work. She's quite whitty as well. Always gives me a good chuckle.
http://sophieblackall.blogspot.com/

Harlotry

Ok, I don't often feel the need to explain myself, and maybe I still don't, I just like throwing something as...'odd' and 'shocking' as what runs through my mind out there for people to process. So today's topic kiddies is my whorishness.

I am not a whore, mind you, though I do have sluttish tendencies. I am simply...easily attracted to people and things. I have a great love for art, which to me is beauty and therefore whenever I see/hear someone/something that is beautiful I am quickly attracted. It is usually a mental/physical attraction that really means nothing more than admiration. I do not easily fall in love with people. I love easily, yes, but love and IN love are completely different things.

When I am IN love I am loyal to that one person. I will not run off and fall in love with someone else or have a fling but I will also not stop admiring the people and things I usually admire. I may gush about certain people's appearences quite often BUT I can bet you that I fell for their art before I fell for thier looks.

You want examples? Ok: Mika, I love him as you all know, most everything about him, but my first thought on his appearence was "Who is this freakish man-woman?" David Bowie, his appearence meant nothing to me. David Collins, I thought he looked...plain, and his hair annoyed me. Patrick Wolf, again, plain and boring. Adam Lambert wasn't even attractive to me at first. All of these people can kill me now BUT not necessarily that easily. My attraction to their appearence is still connected to their art. if I haven't watched them perform for a while them their appearence usually bores me though I do note that they are attractive and no longer freakish.

Now I do admit to judging people quickly on appearence. If I see someone attractive then I'm happy to point it out and look at them for long periods of time. But you must understand that it isn't necessarily the person I'm attracted to, it's their beauty and I have no interest in doing anything with them. Even if someone gorgeous who I was hyponotized by came up to me and offered the best sex ever, I would refuse.

Now I must say that I am not only attracted to people. Things, pieces of art, voices, the reflection of a bus in a building's windows, a bird flying across the sky, a word even! I find those things, and things like them, to be very attractive. This may seem weird, but to me it isn't. I am attracted to beauty and art. It's a slightly different attraction than that which pulls me toward people, but not much.

To tell you the thruth I can think of very few people I've been attracted to in 'that way.' *thinks* Yeah...maybe...7. In all my life. And I mean, not counting those little things like walking through the hall at school and being like "That person is sexy!" I'm talking about people I'm actually interested in dating (I don't like that word btw, I dunno why, but I don't). And I think there has been so few because I am such a loyal person. I find one person I like and it takes a hell of a lot to pull me away from them. Even if I don't actually have them, which is usually the case.

And you can see my loyalty in the artists I love. I've been with Mika for 3 years and will defend him to the end. The same goes for Patrick, and David Bowie. And authors like Roadl Dahl, artists like Sophie Blackall and Quentin Blake, actors like Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham-Carter. I've been following these people, some longer than others, but I am loyal to them and what they do. I'm not in love with them, maybe in love with their work, but not the person. And of course I would love to meet them, those that are still living anyway, but that's purely...let's say academic interest. I want to learn about them to see what makes them who they are.

So have I explained anything or have I just rambled on? I feel like I've rambled. But whatever I just did was meant to explain that I am attracted to people and things in two different ways and that one does not effect the other nor does it mean I am a whore, or any variation of the word.

Untitled Poem...needs some work.

Ok, I wrote this yesterday but I don't think I'm quite happy with it yet and there's no title. I'm not quite feeling anything for the title... Hmm...anyway, let me know what you think :]

And so there we stood.
Hands so far apart
and yet they claspedfitted
like perfect puzzle pieces.
There we were
on the cliff
about to jump
as the wind whipped out our hair
and our day and night locks
wrote stories of longing in the air.
Another step closer
and there we stood.
Ready to shove each other over the edge
and watch the crash be fore we joined.
Bodies already mangled by the past,
the jagged rocks could do us no harm.
And yet we feared them.
So there we stood,
watching time pass
the soft ticking of the seconds
keeping us awake at night,
ravaging our thoughts by day.
Tick Tick Tick
I love you
Tick Tick Tick
I love you
Tick Tick Tick
Words so loud
Muffled by fear.
So there we stood,
waiting to leap.

What Is Love? Baby, Don't Hurt Me.

This post may get a little...off topic at times because I always have a lot to say about love. But the general ide of this post is "Do we ever love someone fully?"



When we fall in love we tend to believe that the person we are in love with has no flaws, and I'm sure, looking back we can all pick out MANY flaws in those we used to be in love with. What I believe really happens is that we fall in love with the parts we do like and forgive the flaws. So this brings to mind the question "Can we really be in love with people we don't know?"



I, personally, believe we can. By people we don't know I do mean celebrities or people you meet through letters or over the internet. We fall in love ith what we're presented with. With a piece of that person. And though that might not be as much of the person we would know if we met them in real life and spent time with them, it's still the part of them they wish to show. Even when we do meet someone and spend time with them and get to know them there is a layer that no one is allowed into. That person shows you what they want you to see and that's all you can see. So is there really a difference?

What do we lose over the internet and letters? Physical appearence? So? That may be important to some people but I've always fallen in love with personality before appearence. And once I do love the personality I fall in love with appearence. Internet and letters may be better anyway. People are much more themselves when not face to face with someone because the fear of hurt and rejection and judgement are intensely lessened. And we lose the sound of one's voice. Again that doesn't seem to ba a massive factor in falling in love.

So why are those who date over the internet made fun of so much? Maybe because those who have not experienced blind love are ignorant to the bliss of it? Maybe because those who do ridicule people on the internet are alone themselves and therefore are jealous? I don't know the reason, but I don know that falling in love is pretty easy if you find just the right person. And if you trust that person and if that person makes you happy then does it matter where you meet them and how long you know them? Isn't that the basis of love? Of any relationship really?

And, back to the topic, of course we only get a piece of the person on the internet or through letters, but we prolly get more and a truer piece of the person over something that shields us than in real life where people are scared and generally fake.

Personally I don't care where the person is or who the person is as long as said person makes me happy and feels the same. That's what really matters in any relationship. And I love being in love ♥

I Live For Sin

Pride. Pride is a sin, right? Or so the Bible says. One of the seven deadliest ones. But pride, I believe, can also save your life. Pride gives one a reason to continue, does it not? Without pride one would feel rather pointless, yes? Okay, well maybe not everyone but a proper majority of the current worldwide population needs pride to have meaning.

No, I have not read the Bible, no more than the first few pages, and maybe there is a set limit for the amount of pride on is allowed, but I stil do not see the logic. Pride is nothing but good. Pride only becomes bad when the person becomes arrogant and cocky. But that is a different level. that is a personality issue, not a feeling within.

I draw and paint and write and many other things and when I finish something I like I am proud of it. I feel as though I have accomplished something great and ammore than happy to show it off. I have pride in what I do because I do it. I even have pride in the simple things I do. I have pride in the way I walk and talk and what I say. I'm proud of my thoughts and my taste in music and movies. I have pride in the clothing I choose and the way I rationalize. I have pride in me beacuse I, above anyone else, must like what I do otherwise I'm meaningless. If I don't like myself then I will never care about the others who say they like me and who say they are proud of me. I, alone, matter to myself.

Now I realize all of that sounds a little selfish and cocky but it isn't. Cocky would be me telling you that I'm proud of myself for being better than you. But I'm not. We're all at the same level. Some have skills that surpass other's but no one is better than anyone else. I have pride in myself first and then, I believe, I can have pure pride for others and can rightly accept the pride from others.

Without pride in what we do there is no reason to do it.

Intro?

Whenever I start one of these things I feel asthough I owe people an explination of what they will find when they come here. I really don't though. Owe you an explination that is. But I think I shall give you one anyway.

So sometimes my mind is very poetic and I feel the need to write, draw, paint, rant (beautifully of course) or express myself in someother way. I also discover intriguing new things all the time and I like sharing them. And I like to show off some of my old stuff every time I start something like this.

So I'll pretty much post anything and everything here. You can prolly expect a lot of art related things and a good deal of fan-girling over things and people. But not nesessarily in a mushy way. But I often get stuck on something for long periods of time and very strongly.

So this will pretty much end up being me. In blog form. Not that you don't all get enough of me in real life. I'll post poems and drawings and maybe things I'm in the middle of and aren't refined yet because the trip is just as importat as the destination.

OH! And I also can't promise to keep up with this. There prolly won't be a weekly update but more of a monthly surge of stuff. I'll try to keep it pretty updates tho. Just a warning.