Chasing on V-day continued


We arrived at a park. He let me through a little street. A street adorned with red Bougainville’s. There were trees with small sparkling lights in them. Lights that reminded me of christmas (my favourite holiday). At the end of this path I saw the most beautiful thing in the world. It felt like a dream. But thank god, it wasn’t and I was very lucky to experience this.
Everything was decorated even grass.
At the end of the narrow street there were mason jars chandeliers hanging with tea lights in them. Those mason jars made me curious, I wanted to find out where they were leading to. I tried looking for John but I didn’t see him anymore. That wimp I wonder if he’s still afraid of the dark, hmmpf. I could already picture him, in the dark, biting whatever is left of his nails.
But anyways, I began following the way those mason jars led me. When suddenly I saw a lake. Next to the lake there was a table. A table for two. You might think it’s a typical candlelight dinner but it wasn’t. It does come in the category though. this, was one I’ve never seen before. So simple yet chic. Beach pebbles formed as a big heart. On these stones there was a table with two rustic, vintage, sheesham wooden folding chairs. There was a creme tablecloth tied with a huge red ruffled bow. There were four mason jars in the middle of the table. Each unique in their own way. I could see letters but could not quite read them. At the end of the pebbled heart there was a coloured pebbled path that led to where I am standing now.

If I could have a closer look then I just might read what was written on those mason jars. I looked around me and saw nobody. Like a stealthy thief I walked very slowly. At this moment I was very aware of every sound around me.
Oh, hell who was I kidding this was a public place for patoodi’s sake. I could walk freely if I’d wanted. But I couldn’t, what if I was interrupting(or worse ruining) someone’s special evening! Despite these thoughts my curiosity got the better of me. Still very aware of every sound around me I continued walking further.I reached the table and stood still I enjoyed the cool breeze swishing in my face and drying all the sweat I’d got from running with John. Where was he though, he was supposed to tell me where Jason is….

Like a firefly you light up the dark
Like lanterns you light up the dark
I couldn’t find nor fireflies nor lanterns
So I got you mason jars

I heard a voice behind me say. It was Jason’s. There he was leaning on a tree with one leg over the other. He was simply looking fantastic dressed casually in chinos and a shirt.

I told you, you’d know when I’ll arrive” he said. And this time I knew.

Art update – Dotted face


Hey fellow artists,

Good news…
I have passed my exams!!! Yeahj so happy!!
Bad news…
I kinda lost my touch in drawing *sad*.
Well that is my opinion but i’ll let you guys decide.
Okee here’s a preview…

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He/She stares but where do her eyes wander. Who does he/she long for ?

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would another eye make sense to this drawing? Does she desire something or someone?

yup

No, because she doesn’t need desire only hope…..

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Pyaar ek anantha Kitaab


pyaar ek kitaab ki tarah hai
jaise kitabein mein shabd hai
waise hi pyaar mein meethi karwi aur namkin lafsein hai

jaise kitaab mein wakhyaein hai
waisi hi pyaar mein dilon milane ki sur hai

jaise kitaab mein pairagraph hai
waise hi pyaar mein kuch palein hain
jo hum saat mein nahin bitatein
par phir bhi kitne paas hai

jaise kitaab mein kahin aspects hai
Waise hi pyaar mein bhi kahin aspects hai. Aur isliye pyaar ek anantha kitaab hai . Djisme har ek antha ek nayin shuruwaat hai.

Yes, I saw that gleam of light


What does one do in search of fresh new and chilly inspiration.
well, I honestly don’t know.
But picture this scene:
You’re in search of new, fresh inspiration.
You watch an object in detail just to notice something another person didn’t. And when you’ve come to realize that there are billions of other creative people in this world who have viewed the same object you just viewed, you sigh very heavily and very beat.
You ask yourself many questions. Why, how and where will you find this leap from nothing to something.
You get tired and are on edge of giving up.
But yet you still have a ray of hope – we creative people always do – and you explore different grounds.

This was exactly the phase I went through(who knows maybe will go through again) it is so frustrating but I always had that gleam of hope. I decided to make it less frustrating and broaden that gleam of hope.

When I joined Pinterest I was such in awe of every picture, image or Illustration. My creative cells awoke and were swimming through my body again. It felt so relieving and I was creatively living again.
But I couldn’t write posts and texts. why, You ask?
Simple, If there are so many inspirational images coming at you from different categories and websites. Wouldn’t you be a bit flustered?

I tried to focus per category and viewed every sub-category and aspect of Pinterest. Then it came to me – at this moment I was an over enthousiastic Pinterest freak, yeah I own it fellow Pinterest freaks – I am going to write a short story. Instead of scribbling and puzzling about my characters. I am letting my readers(You guys) and followers visually experience them.

So, without further ado I present you two of my three characters:
Georgia, Isabella and Sophia.

Shades?


Hidding behind shades

shades of purple, blue or maybe grey?

shades of tears, shades of laughter or shades of peace?

shades that color it self, shades like a chameleon?

shades that need to be washed, shades that need to be sold

shades that hold, shades that gives a warm hug in the cold?

hmm that’s not really correct is it

let me know what ya think

Searching…


i’m looking for something new
something that fulfills me from within and outside
something that isn’t hard t find but not easy to spot

something that could define me
something that gives me something

something that gives my creativity a new boost, a new beginning fullfilled with desire, passion and positive aggression.
something that excites me,
something that makes me smile for no reason.
something that excites me for every season. yeah, yeah even in the cold.
something that makes me whole

hmm I got whole, desire, excited, (postive) aggression etc etc
I think I should concentrate solemnly on one thing right now.
But yet there is a but. There always is a but.
I think i’m going to stop writing right now peeps.

Adios, alvida, bye bye, hasta pronto

see ya on the next post *wink*

p.s
Kinda selfish, am I not?
Only me, me, me