Secret

I Turn On The Lights But The Room Stays Dark

This is a poem. But since I can not write it is a poem without words. I live alone for the first time in a very long while, and it feels like there is something missing now. As I returned from work today I stood in the doorway hesitated for a while, but with nowhere else to go I eventually had to go in. I hesitated because I realized that no one would greet me when I entered, no one would give me a hug and no one would be there to even say a single word.

Discovery: Owl

On the topic of discovery, here is something I found lying around at work. I remember starting with the V-shape in frustration when things weren't going my way, The tip of the V became a birds beak and the rest of the bird started to take shape. By the time I got to the feet and the branch things were working again and i took the time to actually sketch them the way I wanted them.

This is the first image I have posted here that is actually drawn using pen and paper and then scanned. I didn't have my drawing tablet with my new laptop and no mouse so the coloring was done using the touchpad.

So... I guess i have discovered a new species, the Frustration Owl.

Geek

A quick one on the geeky theme, or at least I think it was quick, you tend to loose track of time whenever you are in "the zone". I think a geek is someone who has more important things on his or her mind than worrying about shaving or getting a haircut or all those other superficial things in our lives. Just imagine the freedom! Long live the geek!

The Twist

One of the last frames of an imaginary Comic Book, in which the main character has, on his own wedding day, unexpectedly been killed by the elusive, psychopathic, thought-to-be-dead villain he has been chasing through all the previous pages of the story. The final frame would be a low angle shot of the female killer walking down the isle towards the door in a blood soaked wedding dress...

I realized when I was walking home tonight to my empty apartment that my creativity takes different forms depending on my mood. When I am happy I use my camera to take pictures of the real world and when I feel sad or lonely I instead draw things from the strange world inside my head. I'm not sure whether this post is about the twist in the story or about my twisted mind.