83.Heal

I've been having this image floating around in my head for awhile now...

an armoured hand and wrist, relaxed... streams of blood running down it, a few drips... framed by a door, white, marble... through the door is a pool of water, clear, glowing faintly... light streams in from high windows, curtains flowing in a breeze... sitting by the pool is Jesus... he's waiting... waiting for you... waiting to heal your wounds, to wash away the blood and the sweat of battle... to breathing into you new life, hope and love...come, he's waiting...


-The Revig

P.S: I'm thinking of getting a wordpress blog... I think it would be more organized and easier to maintain... tell me what you think... if you do...

lupdates...

Well it's that time of the week again... gotta give some sign of life...

I miss my faery princess!!! I know that sounds weird but you just gotta love kids... they grow on you before you know it your covered in their little tendrillettes and you can't get them off you...but do you really want to... Please pray for the little bugger, though... she's gotta strange lump in her throat that's been a cause of some alarm... its not the worst nothing like...CANCER!!! ptl, but she still has to go into surgery this wednesday so lift her up in prayer then, eh?

ahhhh I've finished the tenth grade in math... which means I will have less monotonous studies to look forward to in the future...

I'm starting a new drawing book, the paper in the old one is being ornery... but I need to finish some out of the old one... the water elemental for one and another challenge piece involving water too... rain this time... but water still... the new one I've got is book bound as apposed to spiral bound... I don't know how long it'll hold out as those kind of sketch books don't have a good reputation...

where has all the randomness gone? I remember when I would just type what ever I wanted out of the clear blue sky... Well I propose a renewal of it... let there be random!!!

muahhahahahaha

-The Revig

nice...

uhh yeha that!

heres some updates on what I've been up to lately... I think I'll start off with a few works I've been doing...

recognize them? yeah, I thought you would... for those who are wondering its yuna and tidus from ffx... of course you probably know them in they're more traditional costume... however these are rather, shall I say... adaptions of those... I'm actually quite proud of them, heh...

Now, the whole reason why I went through all the trouble of ruining these is because in november or so last year nathalie decided to ask me to do the art for her fan-fic, "Love in Pain"... for her sake I will refain from commenting on the actual content of the peice or my feelings about fan fic(travesty! I say) and instead say that although it might of been a waste of talent nonetheless she does have talent and it shows. see for youself if you must, (link). for those of you who'd rather not it's supposed to be a highschool love story set in the same parallel world as in the game only set in modern times... as in it has real world elements and some obviosly not... don't know how that works but, yeah to her it does... either way she asked me for character sketches of all the characters not just these... and some cg illustrations... which I don't know when or how I'll do them... to simplify things I think I'll just give her the char sheets and do your standard romance novel peice and something imaginative for the cover... you know where they have that painting or so inside the cover... and a still life or something like that on the front... though at this rate who knows when that'll be...

under any other circumstances I would never have done them, not that I don't like them and all or the lord asked me to forsake them but rather I've found that by the time I start doing fanart of something then its gotten a bit out of hand by then... after all, you are bought with a price therefore...(I think you know the rest), but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to do my love a favor... regardless of when I'll get around to finishing all of them

yes, yes I know I take forever... shutup, finish your greens, and be happy!

I have hardly any time these days to spend on art... most of the free time I get is used up with school(don't that show I'm dedicated?) with only half an hour or so after divine duties... so at this point until I can finish(if ever:) my production levels will be falling short as far as art goes... not that they're any good right now... just don't expect me to be dishing them out every week or so... I might be able to fish something out once a month at most... seeing how things are right now... so, I won't be completely dead... just mostly dead...

I am working on a new CG peice

Through The Fire

The Sword

It was inspired by a phrase I had floating around in my head... like a remnant of a prophecy," you will come through this time, and though the fires rage around you they will only feed the blaze in your heart for me," strange, I know... but I am... incidently this is also for the challenge(convenient,no?) no.89 through the fire... as for the progress on this I'm almost finished with it, just need to finish the figure and do the background which should be interesting as it will be fire... surprisingly this one didn't take for ever to get this far... I hope I'll be able to finish it soon enough for you vultures :D

-The Revig

The Silent Lovers

For the past two month I've been on a sort of haitus from writers forum... not because I've decided to give up writing but the Lord told me that I should hold up on it for the fast so I have been... and for a comeback I wrote a poem to a peice by the great noah-kh otherwise known as Kuan Hong...(link)

it's still need some work but I was sick of just looking at it...

as a disclaimer: while writing the poem I had no recolection of the poem he did... but now that I think of it, it's similar, strange, I must of been subconsceincly influence by it... drat! I hate it when that happens...

The Silent Lovers

These stone
as black as ice
left from some memory.
are the sculls of men,
now hearing,
the silent war
of these two lovers hearts.

They speak no more;
all has been said.
worth saying anything
now that they're dead?

they're ears are seared,
with the pains of the other
That is why the only look,
not speak, to eachother

sometimes they're eyes meet
more meaning than words
passes between.

He brought her flowers once
black foxglove and narcissus
they withered long ago
now but shadows in the dust

she made him wings,
but he broke them
automated things
could not control them
kept from her besides...