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art art art art art art art art... ART!!! here are the links to my "latest" cgs The cover to the glorious nathalie's album:My Pledge was worked on while I was finishing the first in a series of pics of The Elements which I started with (for no apparant reason) FIRE!!! the other ones are still up and coming I only have the lineart in pencil for earth but I will ink it in and start coloring it (in the same style as the former one, mind you) after I finish with an overly extensive peice that's been driving me crazy for the past month or so... which I may or may not submit to the Xn two new projects I have also "just started". a "comic strip/music video" for The Metanoya's version of The Room. although how could you call it a music video if it's a comic strip. I guess more like a music strip or somthing. I will put in the lyrics along with the character as well as what i feel it's saying... but don't be expecting too much as I've never done anything like this before... but I am still very challenged with doing it and can't wait for a chance to start working on it although I probably won't ever get aroud to it since I also am starting to do some concept art for a game for this guy down in mexico...but, it's nothing official...I still have to actually write him and tell him about it but shhh...I won't tell if you won't but i do vaguely know what I'm drawing since jesse goode does it "officially" and i breezed over some of the stuff he gave him... but keep your fingers crossed, kay?

-The Revig

I liiiiiive!!!

good morning! I feel really stupid about my long absence I guess you could say I've just woken up from a three month coma... a literary coma to be more exact... for the longest time i could hardly type a word to save my life... exluding that letter I painstakingly wrote for nathalie over three weeks, but never mind that. mainly all that I want to say is that it's nice to be back... it's certainly been a bumpy ride for me these past 3+ months since last post... but fortunatly enough I have not been completely dormat... Art... has flourished in my absence from these... er, windows and i have been more productive than ever, pumping out three birthday pics one digital along with another cg and several pending(if only I could get to the computer mine has now been temporarily delegated the home one but only "temporarily":D) not to mention drawings out the wazoooooo... more about this later complete with links...;D but all that to say I have not been entirely asleep these passed few months... just... delayed... may you dream with the flounders -The Revig

ghost?

<- see
this?


I found this pic on teeny's hi5... I seriosly think that THAT IS A GHOST!



no comment on the pose and such...





PRETTY FREAKY

broken wing is colored

yess! I finally finished it...

heres the link

Broken wing

this was so difficult to work with I had to do the base colors for the wings three times because my computer kept on getting turned of or photoshop was closed without me saving... gah!

and then there's the textures I really did not want to texturize this one too much as all my other cgs are so I just used two from what I had and just slap them on on the background only as I wanted the figures to stand out...

the blood was fun...

my last post as a fourteen year old

this is my last post as a fourteen year old...

My, how time flies... it seems just yesterday that I was blowing out the candles on a sloppily iced cake... and now that's just another memory... in the stacks... I have no regrets about this year... except... that I hadn't laughed more loved more and lived... more I wish that I hadn't been so scared... of the unkown... of being hurt... now I see that all my worrying was in vain... that i was holding myself back for no reason... I have no idea what tomorrow will bring... but I hope... I pray... that I will not fail the coming tests the coming trials... I still have my fear... but I am determined to overcome it...to master it...

I have become the fifteen year old...

updates...

hmmm... let me see what can I tell you...

well, I've started work on digitaly coloring my interpretation of "broken wing"... it's rather annoying because the lineart is pretty light because I'm using the pencil lineart so the colors get a little choppy around the outlines and I can never tell where they are when I brush against a dark color, but yeah besisdes that it's going well... here's the original image...

Broken Wing

we help at the foodbank today... making food boxes... it was quite fun first we had to fill them with one layer of cans then another with one box/bag of cereal and other boxes or bags, then another layer on top of that with jars... then we had to fill in all the empty spaces with what we call fillers or little packages and boxs of anything from oat meal to tea bags... the main goal was to get the best qualityand variety of food into each box as well as making it weigh enough... they had to be at least fifty pounds or else they didn't have enough food in them... we did about forty of them or four pallettes of twenty a very fun but almost exhausting experience... especially when you have your freinds there to joke and talk with...

we have some more people staying in the lodge... it's the guy's that came from nepal for wordstock I don't know how long they're staying though...

natalie called me last sunday... great conversation... of...of... politics... TEEN POLITICS!!!
yes you know they exist even though they go on right under your nose... quite scary... really... I hardly remember what the body of it was but most of it was me stumbling over my self about why I thought her breaking up with danny was funny(which I have no idea how or why it came up) while trying not to hurt here fellings... sigh it didn't work too well... and the conversation ended awkwordly... DAMN PHONOPHOBIA!!!...*hem*

marie claire is sooo pale! how does she do it? it must have something to do with those veils she's always wearing...

I hate this pic but it's the only one of me and melody dancing





















I was so annoyed that Tim took this picture... not to mention we were camera'ed as well...

sigh...


*POOF* we are gone....

characters of the Bible in a monastery

okay this is something quite humourous I stumbled apon written by Andre Beuchamp! it's quite hilarious so prepare for the stiches...

anyways here goes:

Characters of the Bible in a Monastery
(And the various problems that ensued)


Brother Adam: Never did manage to retrieve him from that bush. Whenever someone would stroll haplessly by he would cry aloud “I’ve sinned.”

Brother Noah: Kept on making puddles in the yard while trying to make a boat and coax others to join him.

Brother Abraham: He was so obedient; one was tempted to think he was a Labrador.

Brother Joseph: Kept on asking others to lie down on a couch; when they would comply, he would ask, “Now then, tell me about your dream?”

Brother Moses: Refused to stop playing with (parting) the tomato soup.

Brother Joshua: Announced every dinner that the Covent wall will, “Fall down in seven days.” Laps around the grounds ensued every evening.

Brother Samson: Ever heard of Cousin It?

Brother Samuel: Kept on telling others about his “voices.”

Brother David: That un-tuned harp was driving us MAD!

Brother Solomon: I do not think he comprehended the term “Celibate.”

Brother Isaiah: Refused to wear clothes, even while on the ‘Missions to the Poor’ ministry.

Brother Ezekiel: Kept trying to sneak dung-cakes in for midnight snacks.

Brother Daniel: Encouraged Brother Joseph by telling him his “dreams.”

Brother Jonah: His story (slightly altered) inspired the movie “Jaws.”

Brother Zacharias: Could not stop saying, “His name is John, his name is John.”

Brother John (the Baptist): Staunchly insisted that, “It’s not my fault that I unwittingly created the salvation practice for millions of Protestants.”

Sister Mary: Insisted that she was still a virgin, even after the barn incident.

Brother Peter: Always was boasting about how he could walk on Brother Noah’s puddles.

Brother John: Kept on annoyingly mimicking Jesus voice while saying, “What is that to thee? Follow thou me.” Snickers and black eyes ensued.

Brother Judas: A manic-depressive who had to be kept from all forms of string; shuddered at the sight of metal. (Sister Delilah called him cheap for awhile because he did not ask for 1,100 pieces of silver.)

Brother Paul: Insisted that the way the Bible Cartoons portrayed him makes him look gay.

Brother Titus: Felt “special” because, once upon a time, Brother Paul wrote him two letters.

Brother Gabriel: Could be heard snickering every time Sister Mary or the word ‘men’ was mentioned.

Brother Michael: Argued constantly that since his prostate is larger then Brother Gabriel’s that he should have been the one to impregnate Sister Mary.

Brother God: All he says is, “I’ve chosen a bunch of MANIACS



may the grint be with and may you love free...

-The Revig

cage

oh yeah I've finished a new peice: cage

check it out here http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/33496078/ inspired by the Metanoya song which you'll find links to there...

woRdstOCK

my life has changed... I'm sure of it... I don't know what or how it happened but it did... and it happened at wordstock...the school of prophets...
six whole days of compromise shattering classes, awe inspiring experiences, and spiritually renewing, liberating, moshing... oh yes there was moshing... every night, laced fully with the cascading, flowing, and all out revolutionary spirit of god... our spirits were one as our ragged voices tore the veil... we were so totally and fully possessed that nothing else mattered... only the moments of pure power that tumulted down from the heavenlies were all we knew... those nights were some of the best I've ever known... I get chills just thinking about them now... the total and all out no limits ambience that permiated that hall totally blew my mind.... it was like nothing I've ever known before... and there is nothing that I wouldn't give to experience the same thing again...
so here's to wordstock here's to the school of prophets... may the revolution live on!!!

these are the things I know to be true
these things I've experienced
because as I moved
I felt the spirits presence

http://www.wordstockrocks.com/

salty

wahoooo!!!

salt of the earth has a new song up.........NEW GENERATION!!!

here's the link...http://www.saltofearthband.com/






ENJOY!

piling artisanian... stuff

soooo much has been going on this week... culturally that is...

first I finally finished the peice inspired by the Metanoya song I Believe in Hell... I was so lazy while doing the coloring... took me almost two months to do it... anyways here it is...

http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/9159/cage003copylb8.jpg
to read the lyrics and hear a low quality sample of the song go here:
http://www.metanoya.com/songs.php?sng=12

I've also finished a new song for my book...

I just couldn't resist putting it up as I worked hard on it and it has such sentimental value to it
anyways here it is

The Puppet

Verse 1:
A mess of strings
Above me swings
To these I am firmly strung
My hands and feet
These strings do meet
At the mercy of a tug
I cannot move
Unless I do
What these strings sing down to me

Chorus:
Soon these strings I will break
I will no longer take
What you tell me is real
I wanna know how it feels
To belong only to me
To walk away free
To steal the sunshine and rain
To know a true pain

Verse 2:
Curtain is raised
Forced into place
Same thing as always before
Dancing prancing
Endless thrashing
As I’m moved onto the floor
Jerking around force to the ground
As the music yearns to play

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3:
“You stubborn thing
You see these strings?
They are what’s holding you up
Cut them you’ll fall
Won’t move at all
Just dance it shouldn’t hurt much"
But I don’t care
These strings I’ll tear
I know there’s much more then this

Repeat chorus

Bridge:
I’m sick of this vanity faire
What is it you’re hiding me
I want to know what’s out there
What are you holding back from me?

Chorus 2:
Soon these strings I will break
I will no longer take
What you tell me is real
I wanna know how it feels
To belong only to me
To walk away free
To steal the sunshine and rain
To know a true pain

To run through the trees
To fall with my dreams
To find that I’m sane
To be an untamed

To be free to sing
To know the unseen
To fear no chains
To not live in a cage

To belong only to me
To walk away free
To steal the sunshine and rain
To know a true pain

A true pain

A true pain

A true pain…

fin.

see, I told you this was for my art and stuff.

sensitive song

I restrung my guitar today... it was a rather toilsome process but I made it...
I spent fifteen minutes alone trying to get the g string (heh) wound around the tuning mechanism right... I still didn't get it right... it's not really something I want to do again. I was freaked out that I would break something or scratch it badly but now I guess that since it's all over I can relax and work on stretching the strings...

and those evergreens come down....

Wordstock's in two weeks... I still haven't finished composing the flute peice I promised I'd do... still I'm pretty nervous adout it...

and they put them in a stand...

with lights all around...

still a little dazed from doing seven puppet shows for two days strait at a fiesta carnival thingy for special children... and I mean special... it pays for wordstock which is the only reason why we were doing it... God I hate carnival food...

This is a sensitive song...

trip...yeah...

I feel so drained... maybe it's the time... I dunno... it seems to be ticking on quite well... 11...
I feel almost like my life is worthless like I have nothing left to do but go on each day like a zombie... that's what I fell like... a zombie... I dunno... maybe it's the late nights I've been taking resently... the 'levens I've been popping in... or maybe it's the writer's block I've been having lately... I dunno... you can never tell these days...

anyway *snaps out of it* I'm going to Oklahoma(!) next week for Easter to visit my brothers... I doupt I'll have much fun... most likely no internet which means I'll be sorta blanking out for a week... hope YOU have fun...








Yep! I'M A FREAK!!!

whistling...

Gosh punished again... one week of dishes... and I didn't even touch him this time... he made the first swing...sigh

'til the soap bubbles stop floating...

linkelf...

I am such a stained little linkelf, never knowing what's really going on with my masters(trust me, there are many I hold a light for), but always seeming to get the best gist of it all... I hear much but am never told enough... such is my plight, I have many secrets to keep but none of them ever will be mine, for I hear much that I wish I did not understand, but far to often I just know enough to... curse these genetically long and sharp ears!, for they will become my bane someday I fear...

foozoo!!! people, foozoo!!!

gosh has anyone tasted this grimble yet?! I work hard to prepare it, I did!!!
oh well everyone's afraid to drink my cooking*sigh*

foozoo!!!

mountain happenings

Boy a mountain can happen in a week!

since last post I've been punished twice, had my half brother over with his wife's kids entered a contest, and gotten a book review from a very interesting critic... god my life's busy!

whooo...

spring's taken flight, a very teetery one considering that it's going down to the forties tonight...

started the inking to one of the illustrations to my book... realized that a piece really looks better(and is easier) when you use several diffent nibs...

relitives...
thursday I think it was they came over... all five of them... not something I want to do again... makes me glad I'm homeschool and thirty minutes away from san antonio...("is that really an electric fence")

note to self: never start a photomosaics puzzle by yourself

blog start...

okay okay

I did it... I finally started my own blog...

for the longest time I had been against one of these. I thought: "what's the point, really, what would I or in fact anyone else have to say? I mean I don't even have enough time to post anything on it...I'm constantly getting into, punishments and the most time I can spare/get from my parents on the computer would be at the most just fifteen minutes. So what's the whole point? " but then when I thought about it some more and I looked at some other ones by my friends I figured:"well, maybe if I tried it and see how it would be like. I might actually like it. I mean I can talk about literally anything, ANYTHING so why not."

and so I started this: The Silver Arrow Times

here is where I will post whatever's on my mind(providing it's appropriate), my art, news photos, poems(yeah those to) and any local news, and anything else that I feel like... or in other words, whatever...