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its time for... FAMILY FUN!!! (dududududadadadaadududaduuuuh!)

no really I want to know more about whoever it is that reads my blog... I know you do... all those hits down at my clustrmap aren't me checking to see if I have any hits... so yeah:

this is a little something from deviant art that I got from mikou if you want to know what it means by watch it means that you basically follow someone... as in you get updates whenever they post new art... sometimes it's rather annoying really...

"YOU WATCH ME. I want to know 28 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never really clicked, or if we already know everything about each other. Let me know with whom I'm friends with!"

1. Your Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favourite Film:
5. Favourite Song or Album:
6. Favourite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. boxers or briefs?:
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favourite memory of us?
14. What is your favourite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they?
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favourite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent:
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
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you don't really have to do this if you seriously don't want to... but I'm just slightly curious...

Have fun !

-The Revig

tryptich

triptych by ~freakdearts on deviantART

portraits of my characters that I drew in the front of my little sketch book as a sort of conversation piece and opener... I wanted to get a sort of engraving look with the two toned backround... but I think I failed with the high contrast highlights... ah well...they're pretty...

chap on the left's name is Hale starherder. Half elf from my book which is indefinitely on hold... research purposes... what's he's holding in his hands and staring at (if you can tell) is a very special crystal the properties and purpose of which I will not discuss here... the little creature on the statuary is a physige a cat sized gryphon thing... although mostly cat...

chap in the middle's name is Magelyke... but just mage for short... he's a half dragon experiment gone somewhat wrong in the head...ptsd in the end... but lets just say that he's amnesic and already hates himself... I use him as a sort of channel for all my negative energies... for those times when I'm feeling particularly down or emotional...

And the fellow on the right there is Zane simply... he's the main soloist in my music comic 'The Room' that is in the works... hopefully not pipeworks... he was the first I did in this series for no apparent reason... he's a bit of an escape artist if that gives any hints...

I really like the little monogram graphic that I cooked up... it's my initials: Ben Revig... or at least my pen name's

Waiting Bear for Mikka

Waiting Bear-- For Mikka by ~freakdearts on deviantART

white sails are born on the wind...

my little fantasy bear for Mikka...[link] journey on warrior teddy...

Done with cheap colored pencils to see if I could actually do something with them... the paper is just in my sketch book, rather curled now... oh and I used a bit of detailz facepaint for the foam and highlights... probably won't stay that way...



why can't I do anything simple?

Miscellaneous Art Dump

before we start this exposition there's something important that needs to be said...

my niece Gabrielle is back! AAUGGHH!!!

well it's actually not that bad... I've only got her for the morning until three and then joy has her for the rest of the day... still she does have a nice tendency to get in one's hair! don't EXPECT pictures even if I say I'll post them if I can... :D

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First we start with a portrait of my dad

Gandalf with Glasses--My Dad by ~freakdearts on deviantART

this is a bit of an informal tribute/gift that I did for his sixtieth birthday last month... it was difficult because I knew that he would be a bit nervous about sitting for me and so I had to steal little snapshot sketches throughout the day and composite them into something like this...

I chose to portray him as a sort of Gandalf, because he is a great lover of the books and because my first introduction to them (beyond the movies) was when he would read them to us before we went to bed... I remember that I would almost always fall asleep to his low droning voice and so it was only appropriate that I did something like this... also I kind of liek to think of him in that way and I'm sure he sort of does to...

no his beard is not that long in fact he doesn't have much of a beard at all and I know that gandalf doesn't wear glasses but my dad wouldn't be my dad without them and neither would gandalf be himself with out his beard, so I think that justifies my splicing! beyond the fact that it is his sixtieth birthday!

still don't think I got the hat right... my mother said that he could work as either a pirate or santa claus... but I'm tired of fiddling with it and I need to give it to him...

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unlocked--xn teaser by ~freakdearts on deviantART

a teaser panel from my fourth piece of work for the xn this one consists of two pages, but I think I'll only post one cause I'm not too sure I like the other one...

this one was a pain... so many paths and details, I went too far on the chest... it wasn't easy to color in the time I had after the lineart was done... which was like a week... but I managed...

I especially like the little crystal up in the right corner and the ring in the left, though...

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Elementals--Air--WIP by ~freakdearts on deviantART

quite a likable fellow really...

well I figured I should break the suspense on the development of this one... I have not been able to work on it in a while due to various other constraints on my time and attention but such as it is here is a preview of it... I may take it up again with the break but my bear needs completion before the twentieth... colored pencils are nice...

it's still quite messy and irregular but were getting there...

what I like about this type of shading is that you don't have to worry about gradients you can just block it in and that's final! no more mucking about with the eye dropper tool and opacity... maybe I should do my comics like this...

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Nathalie called me on saturday for my birthday... we couldn't really talk for long cause I had to head out to do a spiderman party, but it was nice to know I am loved... I really have to write that woman there is much we have to talk about...


I hate chemistry! and here I was thinking I was done with math!!!


-The Revig

Annual Musings.... no. 18 to be precise

It is with slight reluctance and regret that I stand on the threshold of my adulthood(in other words I'm turning eighteen, and I'm not so sure if it's such a great career move)

regret not really because my years of sentient adolescence were bad, but that they weren't... better. Doubtless I have learned everything I must from them and I do not begrudge that, but they most certainly could of been I am sure. Certainly more eventful and less tedious and with a bit more adventure in them (perhaps concerning a parallel world) than that of simply getting daily out of bed. But being the time stamping being I am I can not do anything about it nor change the fact that they were just normal years... well lived though they may have seemed at the time...

Reluctance one could say because I don't really think that it's a good idea to go about thrusting myself upon society at large, nor does prying myself from the cushioned stupor of adolescence look very gratifying either. But life as we all (should) know doesn't care about what I think(nor any one else for that matter) and I'm sure eventually I will be able to accept the fact that it plods along like a great clockwork elephant. and I will be dragged through the last second of the tenth of june(or have been by the time you're reading this) and will most exasperatingly be eighteen

sad... but true...

Still there is a sort of thrill to be found sitting on the precipice dangling my toes(or having dropt off of it) the future and all it's dim possiblilties stretching out before me like a sheet of endless paper... Lord knows That I am good with paper...
Still I rather like sitting here with the future, almost expectant, not quite because that would only spoil the small peace to be found in it( or lost really depending on when you're reading this)

so much blank space... So much Silence to break... The future is so nice bright and clean... what will we do with it?

So, I'll slit my gills and face full stream
Lest I be found to dance with the jellyfish queen...

-The Revig

Because you shouldn't fence at night...

or you're gonna hurt the gymnasts




Anyway enjoy my mindless video spamming... but I stumbled apon this jewel and I couldn't help but post it for its... ultimate cringe factor!

And really why do they play football inside? I've always wondered...

enjoy!

(spin around ninjas...)

-The Revig

paintballed

the brief:

I got shot a total of 7 times although four of them were in a single game and hit two people for all my trouble... although I think that all the times I kept someone under cover could be counted as assists... not too bad a beating this time: only two major welts the size of quarters as compared to last time's four... I think that I might have done better if I had been a bit bolder and daring... pretty much the way I survive is a considerable amount of talent at keeping my head down... of course this limits my offensive abilities and lets the other person shoot his own terms so to speak... I think that next time I won't so worried about saving my own neck and in sted be worried about cutting the other guy's, or something to that effect...

I like to anime run!

-the Revig

choices final

heheh I crammed in like hell last night to submit it perfectly in time...


choices by ~freakdearts on deviantART

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we each hold a nature of good and a nature of evil within ourselves... they each influence our way of thinking, of seeing, of acting... we may hear them both but the only thing that matters is which we listen to... for it holds our doom...

I used this more symmetrical format in order to stress the fact that we are each a free moral agent and that each side-so to speak-is striving to get our attention in order to influence our lives and choices, not because one is better than the other necessarily... the sword and circle above symbolizes doom as in fate (not necessarily death) and eternity as it is usually the smallest choices that have the farthest reaching repercussions which we cannot change...
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I hated this piece while painting it...I just couldn't see it forming right, and seriously wished that I had chosen something less complex... I was quite stressed about it...but then I stopped worrying and started trusting god... about the picture, about the whole contest... I prayed and then it just clicked... and why not? after all he was the one who gave me the inspiration in the first place... so isn't it only right that he finish what he started? sometime during the auras it happened and I had the peace that the image was coming together and it would all work out fine... and it did... I don't really care too much if I win or not(okay, well maybe a little bit) but what was important to me beyond the act of creation... was the way that heaven came through for me when I needed it, and that is something that I will never forget... and may be worth more than any prize...

XN teaser

allow me to whet your appetite with this


The Final Goal by ~freakdearts on deviantART

this is a teaser for my third piece in the XN mag... the theme of the page is teamwork... and this final triumphant shot is to show that everyone on the team is a winner regardless of whether or not they shot the last goal because hey where would a striker be without his midfield?

this won't be the final one, since it too cluttered and not "clear" (it's a trophy obviously what more or less should there be?) but I liked it with all the flowey lines on it... there's always something that i need to change when I work with these people...

the contest piece!

My apologies with my recent lack of updates I have been... detained by other diversions. Maybe this time I can follow through and actually post something of merit, but for the time being please accept these fruits of my absence


choices--pencils by ~freakdearts on deviantART


choices--inks by ~freakdearts on deviantART

we each hold a nature of good and a nature of evil within ourselves... they each influence our way of thinking, of seeing, of acting... we may hear them both but the only thing that matters is which we listen to... for it holds our doom...

I used this more symmetrical format in order to stress the fact that we are each a free moral agent and that each side-so to speak-is striving to get our attention in order to influence our lives and choices, not because one is better than the other necessarily... the sword above symbolizes doom as in fate (not necessarily death) as it is usually the smallest choices that have the farthest reaching repercussions...

only one week left! perhaps I'll just have to forgo the promised newsflash... or perhaps not

HOOOOLd that thooought...


-The Revig

the other me...

well... I did say that I would post pictures no?


Yes, well Lord knows I haven't been keeping my face so studiously lately...


*blue steel* XD




And of course I couldn't pass up the opportunity to mutilate my features further :D the F is for Freakdearts btw...

I don't really regret it now that I realize it it is much more comfortable and dynamic... also so much more efficient... still I can't help feeling slightly sentimental [link]...

By Candle's Light

And you all thought that all I was good for were a few lines of emo rhyme...

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By Candle's Light

This sea of darkness presses

All about my candle dear

Light and warm in its essence

And its death my deepest fear

How can I make it always burn?

What is that on the edge of night?

It is a fellow traveler

But her taper is not dimly bright

Now I see what must be done

She has no light to go by

Candle outstretched, closer she comes

Wick to wick the flame unites

She blinks and smiles at me

And we give a Japanese nod

For already she can see

The next one to pass it on

The darkness about cringes

At this flickering dawn

It tries to press the fringes

But we still hurry along

Another light joins our twane

Leaping almost between them

Such joy on a lightened face

Who’s eyes before were so darkened

Now black fingers draw inward

The light meaning to drown

But they are pulled back, burned

As we reach a darkling crowd

Rushing to meet the first mark

To touch the long flameless wicks

A cheer rises from the dark

As my gaze is transfixed

For one by one the fire is spread

Like a river streaming of flame

And a joy to my heart this sight sends

For my small light became night’s bane

And as if in answer to this

Threat of light made blinding bright

The shadow writhes wraithlike hiss

As rising draco shrikes dreadful night.

But strong is the light to resist

An army, with swords of flame

Burning away the inky mists

A luminous will to darkness maim

From the fielded burning stars

Forth comes a swirl of power

A pulsing spiral, spreading bars

Forms a nimbus rising tower

The greasy dark spreads to cover

Nearly winking out the points

As the luminous mass hovers

And forms a ball, a focused point

But when shadow seems to triumph

To gloat in victory perceived

The light suspended erupts

And expands floods blindingly

The void fills with the violent rays

Bursting spreading forming anew

Forms dire, fierce, angelic, fey

They rend the darkness, breaking through

It screams, a thousand wailing keens

Of greed-filled hopes betrayed,

And there is no trace to keep

Luminous flights drive it away

And there revealed to us bearers,

Of the flickering birth stars,

Lies the land we did wander

But with no darkness that mars

A new life has been given to us

The people about me do laugh and sing

And my soul is flood with happiness

They walk in the grass sit ‘neath trees they can now see

And I plant in the earth the thing that was

The start and source of all this

And there upon the hilltop

Where we fought the dark

Stand the candles that we held

Somehow they hardened and meld

And together flowed to form a blazing torch

A reminder to the new world

And a light against the dark

and lest we forget

the meaning meant

a candle alone can hold the dark at bay

but it's light must spread to break the day

-The Revig

ASDF

asdf... yeah that's pretty much what's been going on in my head lately... and my fingers...for some reason I've been taking typing for school. I've pretty much ascertained that I suck... no really I know you can't tell but my wpm is like 25... and that's counting symbol keys... of course I've been at it for only a week but still... I'm fine with lower case it's the capitols number and symbols that are getting to me... I mean it is incredible frustrating to type # instead of +... savy? sigh I guess I shouldn't expect too much of myself starting out...

I think I might post an epic of sorts that I had for a school assignment... I just need to go over it for one final time... but to whet your appitite it constitutes of a vision of sorts I had while listening to "anthem" by shuns cheap music :D with candles and swirly stuff :D... what? if you listen to it you'll understand it just has that "whooosh with me" feeling to it... still it made me cry really when I first saw it, it was so beautiful...sigh ;D no really, I like saw it like a movie on my eyelids... very vivid... it would make a great animation if I was an animator...

comics are coming along... I got the sports one back for finalization, and just barely finished the meditation sketch before the deadline... sigh and I was so hoping to get something more 'epic'...

oh, and I've decided to enter the "Bring Your Vision to Life" contest hosted by wacom on deviantart! yeah, yeah I know I probably haven't got much of a shot at that intous 4 tablet considering the talent that that site chock full... but I can dream right? I mean I've got at least three chances of getting one... and if I don't get nothing then at least I created a great image no? it's great theme... good against evil... lord know I've got something to say about it...something not too subtle ;)

wish me luck

-The Revig...

IM ON A BOAT!

heh, it's been a while since I resorted to putting up a video post...



this is just brilliant... it would be quite rapturous without being a parody but then again, it makes even more surreal all the same... I especially like t-pains... tasteful backups :D

oh and forgive the erm... language

I'm on a boat!!!

-The Revig

p.s. pray for my wrist... it's being a pain...

Blind Faith

Blind Faith by ~freakdearts on deviantART

this is the second piece I have done for the XN magazine... this to demonstrate my "comic" technique... I must say I'm rather fond of it... this being the first time in a very long time that I have, well... drawn Jesus I think I did the subject justice....

in the mag there are keys they are stepping on, but I think I like it better this way... it has a slightly more er, subtle effect to it...

I'm also working on more "comic" pieces... keep an eye out for them cause I just sent one in for sketch review and the next I still have to hear from the lord about... but I can tell you that one has the theme of teamwork, and the other has the theme of meditation... pray that I'll be inspired:D

-The Revig

Elements--Air

Elementals--Air--lineart by ~freakdearts on deviantART

line art to the fourth and final elemental: air


that's smoke, or rather an interpretation of air, flowing through his overly large hands (I had to show it some how, no?)

EDIT: erm... colored this here: [link] and then raped it here:[link] I suppose that's what a creative-commons license is supposed to be for, right?.. thanks snakey ;D

-The Revig

unlimited access

unlimited access by ~freakdearts on deviantART

Yes yes yes... you've all seen it I'm sure... but did you get it? That's perhaps the most important thing...I think I just want to clarify here that the basic concept the lord gave me is of the girl using the key to open the door and start the ship to blast off...the ship is supposed to be a cargo ship as in "supply"... just in case any of you were wondering...

incidently this is the first pic I've done with a completely digital lineart... I'm rather happy with it... though her suit needs more blue...It is also my first piece of sci-fi so I think we started out alright, no?
at the very lest it's 'flashy'

:D

-The Revig

I Believe In Hell--redux

I completely forgot about this...


I Believe In Hell--redux by ~freakdearts on deviantART

I Believe in Hell [link]
by G.M.P.Mizrany

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It's the way each day always drains the best in me,
Knowing this is all my destiny.
It's the way each thing I do turns to a bad bet,
Knowing there's more & this is all I get.
It's the way I live for my coffee & they never can make it right,
The way I hear myself crying at night, that

refrain:
I believe in hell. There's one scare I'm sure on.
Don't ask how I can tell, I live there, you moron.
So I believe in hell, & all it's fiends.
At least it means,
Just like the Bible tells, God let'ere be,
There'd better be,
A heaven somewhere as well!

I believe in hell we'll go on living in our private padded cell,
I bet the coffee sucks down there as well.
I believe hell's made of darkness & love's the only key.
Will there be a light that shines for me?
I believe I can't be good enough to ever make it off my knees,
Oh, God forgive me please!

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look familiar?... I was always meaning to redo this one for some time and so I took the chance when it came up to revamp it in my current style...

it was interesting going back and seeing how I had done things and trying to bring back up the feelings and emotions while making this in order to put them back in... of course the music helped but it just went to show me how much my attitudes and perspectives on art- and not just my skills bending it- have changed since I first finished this piece...

I felt very limited by the line art and it was kind of hard to feel out the forms with it, the colors too were difficult to place (just how does one go about painting black without actually using black), but I kept the background as that is my favorite texture work I've ever wrought... *shivers*

no she does not come from hell... nor does she favor it... she is simply not ignorant of it...

textures and stock(door):

wings are from somewhere I can't find...

Compare:[link]

-The Revig

David getting married

I KNOW, RIGHT? My brother... David... married?

I must admit though as unexpected as that news was I wasn't expecting half as much as my response to it... it made me, well... happy... blissfully happy, and proud of you David... it seems that finally one of us Borst Boys is going to be tying the knot at long last...But did you ever stop to think of what it would mean for me!? I mean come on look at what I have to live up to! finished highschool overseas misionary, FD disciple, Home Moniter and now loving husband!... how am I supposed to do all that when the first is hard enough for me at the moment...I can just hear mom comparing me to you...*pant pant* but despite all that, seriously... I congratulate you bro and hope the best for you and yours... even if I may or may not have the slightest intention of turning out anything like you :D

oh ummm.... and at your honey moon... act "surprised" :D

-The Revig

P.S. do you like my new banner? the old one was well, getting old...so I switched it out for a sketch I did from my elementals...

Lalaland--Teaser#4

just a little something from that infernal short story...

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"I guess the best way to explain is to start at the beginning; then you might see what I am and what it is I must do. Let me tell you a story:

"There once was a boy who loved to draw. He loved it so much that he drew himself a world on paper; surrounding himself with it. This world came to life to him within the pages of his sketch book. Many things he placed within it; there was light then and it filled all the drawings in channeled brilliancy, and there was shade too, but no darkness... no, that doesn’t come until later. and then he drew a door, a door that would change his world forever.

"No one knows how it happened but this door opened and he entered his world. The first to greet him were two emissary of light: an elven Lord and Lady. They were the first he had drawn in the book. They told him that they had been sent to guide him in his reign and to show him how to use rightly this gift that he had been given. And so under their tutelage and wisdom he ruled his world with a benevolent hand. Each of his creations had their own existence and spoke and thought and felt just like me and you. Our boy tried his best and though he may have made a few mistakes the ‘people’ loved and respected him because it was through him that they had been brought into existence. Times were good then… too good

"Then one fateful day an emissary of darkness was found and brought before the Boy. The ambassador stood before him in all its menace black and hateful and it made him an offer. The darkness would give him great power and might in return for the book that had formed this world. Naturally the boy refused and had the emissary destroyed. But by then it was too late. For the darkness had cast a spell over him. He was obsessed with it from his first taste and he ceased to heed the counsel of the light. The seeds had been planted and he locked himself in his chambers unable to rid himself of the image of the emissary’s dark form. It haunted him,” at this point he hesitated, something bothered him like he hadn’t made his piece, then he went on.

“That night the darkness came. It was strong and terrible and it tried to take the book by force, but the boy resisted it. It tried to take his life but at the moment before it could the lady of light appeared and sacrificing herself, saved the boy by weakening the darkness greatly. But again it grew. The lord stood and fought it giving the boy time to run. But when he too fell the darkness pursued the boy taking hold of everything that he had held dear and turning it against him. But no matter how much it took it could never find him.

“The land was changed. Where once had been peaceful vales and streams now were only ashes and mud for in its passing the darkness took all life from these and twisted them. And the book? The book was lost… the boy accidently dropped it in a pool in his haste, but though the darkness drained it, it was never found… until now.

“For you see Fay, I am ‘WM,’ or rather Wren Melbourne, and that is my sketchbook, and this terrible thing is happening to my world...”
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dum da dum da! I still do intend to finish this...

-The Revig