Well hello there internet! ((Hello Skittles!)) I'm back with an UPDATE, how amazing. Not really, but I do my best to convey some enthusiasm here, don't I?Welcome to a new section based on poetry, shorts, stories and things like that called ART IN WORDS- I have a short piece for you, based on the experience's of someone I know who at the moment is trying to cope with a lot of stress. It's entitled 'Vertigo'
Enjoy, or, well, appreciate? I don't know.
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She stands in the rain, dark hair plastered against her pale
skin, but beyond that, she is completely and utterly forgettable. She’s a creature of the corner of your eye,
the jump-scare lurker that misses your gaze the first time around. However, whilst
she has your attention, she commands your fear like a master of the mind. She
is wholly without remorse, or pity.
She’ll call out your inner most fear and whisper it so
closely in your ear that it sounds like your own mind is telling you how you’ll
fail, fall and inevitably die alone and so awfully empty that it will be like a
release.
Try as you might to ignore her, the winter days are short, and
the darkness comes so fast that she sweeps in with it, a wraith of your most
troubled mindset, the being of a thousand horrified what ifs. She is all that
you’ll never admit to, embodied in this twisted sick girl who waits for your
guard to go down, for the lights to dim, and then strikes with her whispers.
The worst part is when you start to believe her. When you
think she may be right, and I swear she gets louder for it. When you think- am
I crazy? And she answers ‘of course’. When you fret and toss and turn in the
darkness, and she just laughs.
Insanity laughs and the devil gets angry. Karma kicks you in
the teeth- everything that can fail will, because hey, this is you, and she’s
laughing at you, not with you- because this girl is a sick, sick, sick embodiment of your worst side, your
darkness, your insane and depraved maybes.
She’s the spinning, the falling out of your skull, the long
pauses where so much happens, the lapses, the tight headaches and the buzzing
and the oh-god-please-don’t-be-s.
She’s Vertigo.
***
And that's my depressing little segment for the day. I've got lots of posts in the wings, since I got all my GCSE Art stuff back and can start some regular posting of sketchbook pages and the like, so, yay!
Signing off with all my usual cheer!
Well, hello there again Internet! I realise yet again I have abandoned the blog in favour of more corporeal pursuits, but I'm back. After receiving for Christmas a Pokemon drawing game/ tutorial, I decided to redo my earlier post of Hadleo, after reviewing my style in comparison with the traditional Pokemon style. So here it is! A simpler shading system, a new more harmonious palette, and an actual Pokedex entry! Woo! Shiny. I'll say here that the template for the 'dex is not mine, but belongs to Bobertbra from Deviantart- go check them out for more templates, if you like this one. Its a very large image to fit the detail for Hadleo, so I'd click on it for the extra detail to show through. Also announcing, not sure if I mentioned before, the officialised titles for my Fakemon! *trumpet sounds* Infra-red and Ultra-Violet! Ah, sticking with the colour idea, as you may notice. Anyway, that's all for now folks! Go back to your what nots and I'll try and get back with more Pokemon soon!
