The Saddest thing.

The saddest thing is that slavery still exists. On our street corners...People are being sold and bought everyday . I wanted to do something to help end human trafficking. So i painted a painting. Many prayers went into it. Prayers that it would open some eyes and prayers for all the girls who are living a nightmare. Everybody needs to know about this injustice. It needs to stop. Can you imagine your little kid or sibling being sold into slavery? Imagine them being forced to do horrible things and unbearable labor all day long, day in and day out. Imagine yourself in that situation. When i think of slavery i feel despair at knowing what i can do to help. But i'm starting by spreading the word. The more people know about it the better it can be fought. There's strength in numbers you see.
 Here is something i wrote to God a few years ago when i saw something that made my soul cry.

Dear God
Tonight i remembered that sad little girl we saw in that public washroom. We had been shopping in a small mall in a rather seedy part of town. We were taking a quick bathroom break. As i walked into the bathroom i saw the girl. She had her makeup spread all over the floor which i thought was rather strange but i tried not to stare and retreated into a stall. When i came out she was still there wearing her very tight revealing clothes. As i washed my hands i glanced in the mirror at her, curious. I noticed her shaking uncontrollably as she tried to apply make up over a bruise. I wonder if the shaking was from drugs or fear. Both options are terrible. As i walked out i looked her in the eyes and saw she was crying inside, and for some reason that was more heartbreaking than if she would have let the tears fall. Down the narrow hallway i walked and toward the end there was a man lurking. I realized then that this guy was probably her pimp and my heart wept for her. I wish i could have done something for her. Why hadn't i asked what was wrong? Me with my practically perfect life and her with her torn heart, abused body and tortured soul. Could i have done something even if i'm only 16? Dear God teach me and show me some way to help the less fortunate. You gave my life so that i could reach out and help the ones who don't have anyone else to help them. Help me remember that i am yours, for you to use to help the broken hearts. Please help me not to forget to shine your light. Please Jesus help all the many slaves around the world to be rescued, to find a way to get out, to find a better life in you. In Jesus name, Amen.

That was 3 years ago and I will never forget that girl. I wonder where she is right now...If she's still alive. I don't know if you know this, but there are around 27 million slaves in the world right now. 80% are women and 50% are children. And pregnant women are increasingly being trafficked for their newborns.:'( Its horrifying.
Visit this website to learn more about the tragedy of human trafficking and what you can do to help stop it. http://enditmovement.com/ 

Marie Antoinette

Marie Antoinette is the lady that inspired me and broke my drawing lethargy. Her story is an interesting one! Anyway I do hope i shall draw more again...and paint...life gets busy though. Tis sad!

Umbrella

Rain brings rainbows....<3 rainbows

rain creates puddles

Reflections of happiness

Glittering water droplets

i was bored so i painted this quick lil painting....i think this type is called Spontaneous Realism....only this particular painting isn't really full of realism, i dont think.

Liliya

Heres a cute little girl that i met at camp:) I just had to draw her cause shes so adorable...
i could practice my ukrainian with her without feeling stupid when i got things wrong:) shes a sweetie!

sketchy sketch sketch

Another drawing of my little sister...done on the same day as the previous one...
twas a different, harder angle to draw...

And now enough about the drawing.. i feel like blabbing. I'm in the blabbing mood, you see.
Life is weird...it really is..How come does time speed up the older you grow? Time....Its such a elusive thing.
How can a period of time feel so long and yet so short? Tis slippery, time is!
Talking about elusive things...Wind.
I love the wind....
Whenever it comes, it calls me to drop whatever i'm doing, to go and be wrapped in its wildness...It brings with it, nostalgia...many memories are swept along with it in its wandering way...
One time the wind picked me up and carried me off...and now still it has the ability to sweep me away...only not bodily now of course(surprise surprise!guess im not as little as i was then)
Outside is the place i see God the most...when i look around at all the beauty and when i'm wrapped in my precious wind i can feel His love all around...He is breathtaking.
Remember to open your eyes to the beauty that's all around you.

x0x0

Gaze

a very quick sketch of a girl that i tried painting but im not a fan of the painting so unless i am sometime inspired to fix the painting i wont post it...
that is all
peace.

Danielle

here's a quick sketch of my lil sister Danielle...she is very sketchable :) so iv done quite alot of drawings of her..She looks rather Hawiian in the picture eh?
but shes not...she's Jamaican/Canadian
Cheers to Jamaicans and Canadians...and especially JamiaCanadians
:)

thoughtful?

soo this is a random sketch of a girl that i drew for practice at portrait drawing...i hate her mouth...just saying:D
but im to lazy to change it...
lately iv been wanting to get better at drawing faces so in the last two days iv drawn around 10 portraits...or something..
and i'll post them eventually

Noses are becoming my favorite thing to draw which is weird because they used to be my most hated thing...:D lol random piece of info for you...

k aaanyway i shall go back to drawing more portraits now
bye <3

Circus girl

colorful art erupts
           unbelievable stunts
so much to see! 
 transported to a world of the impossible
           lights
humor
   sparkling all around
gasp!
     how did they do that?
          strange animals parade through
elaborate costumes everywhere
     much clapping
  eyes wide!
      the circus is in town!
   
This girl was not intended to be a circus girl...i just let the brush go were it would and this is what came to be... i looked at the painting half way through and saw it had 'circus' written all over it and thus finished it with that in mind :)

This painting is dedicated to my friend trish due to the little black teardrop (ps its a inside joke/memory :D)  <3 <3

Daughter of the Rainbow

At length as they turned a curve in the road they beheld just before them a curious sight.
A little girl, radiant and beautiful, shapely as a fairy and exquisitely dressed, was dancing gracefully in the middle of the lonely road, whirling slowly this way and that, her dainty feet twinkling in sprightly fashion. She was clad in flowing, fluffy robes of soft material that reminded Dorothy of woven cobwebs, only it was colored in soft tintings of violet, rose, topaz, olive, azure, and white, mingled together most harmoniously in stripes which melted one into the other with soft blendings. Her hair was like spun gold and flowed around her in a cloud, no strand being fastened or confined by either pin or ornament or ribbon.
Filled with wonder and admiration our friends approached and stood watching this fascinating dance. The girl was no taller than Dorothy, although more slender; nor did she seem any older than our little heroine.

Suddenly she paused and abandoned the dance, as if for the first time observing the presence of strangers. As she faced them, shy as a frightened fawn, poised upon one foot as if to fly the next instant, Dorothy was astonished to see tears flowing from her violet eyes and trickling down her lovely rose-hued cheeks. That the dainty maiden should dance and weep at the same time was indeed surprising; so Dorothy asked in a soft, sympathetic voice:
"Are you unhappy, little girl?"
"Very!" was the reply; "I am lost."
"Why, so are we," said Dorothy, smiling; "but we don't cry about it."
"Don't you? Why not?"
"'Cause I've been lost before, and always got found again," answered Dorothy simply.
"But I've never been lost before," murmured the dainty maiden, "and I'm worried and afraid."
"You were dancing," remarked Dorothy, in a puzzled tone of voice.
"Oh, that was just to keep warm," explained the maiden, quickly. "It was not because I felt happy or gay, I assure you."
Dorothy looked at her closely. Her gauzy flowing robes might not be very warm, yet the weather wasn't at all chilly, but rather mild and balmy, like a spring day.
"Who are you, dear?" she asked, gently.
"I'm Polychrome," was the reply.
"Polly whom?
"Polychrome. I'm the Daughter of the Rainbow."
"Oh!" said Dorothy with a gasp; "I didn't know the Rainbow had children. But I MIGHT have known it, before you spoke. You couldn't really be anything else."
"Why not?" inquired Polychrome, as if surprised.
"Because you're so lovely and sweet."
The little maiden smiled through her tears, came up to Dorothy, and placed her slender fingers in the Kansas girl's chubby hand.
"You'll be my friend--won't you?" she said, pleadingly.
"Of course."

"And what is your name?"
"I'm Dorothy; and this is my friend Shaggy Man, who owns the Love Magnet; and this is Button-Bright--only you don't see him as he really is because the Fox-King carelessly changed his head into a fox head. But the real Button-Bright is good to look at, and I hope to get him changed back to himself, some time."
The Rainbow's Daughter nodded cheerfully, no longer afraid of her new companions.
"But who is this?" she asked, pointing to Toto, who was sitting before her wagging his tail in the most friendly manner and admiring the pretty maid with his bright eyes. "Is this, also, some enchanted person?"
"Oh no, Polly--I may call you Polly, mayn't I? Your whole name's awful hard to say."
"Call me Polly if you wish, Dorothy."
"Well, Polly, Toto's just a dog; but he has more sense than Button-Bright, to tell the truth; and I'm very fond of him."
"So am I," said Polychrome, bending gracefully to pat Toto's head.

"But how did the Rainbow's Daughter ever get on this lonely road, and become lost?" asked the shaggy man, who had listened wonderingly to all this.
"Why, my father stretched his rainbow over here this morning, so that one end of it touched this road," was the reply; "and I was dancing upon the pretty rays, as I love to do, and never noticed I was getting too far over the bend in the circle. Suddenly I began to slide, and I went faster and faster until at last I bumped on the ground, at the very end. Just then father lifted the rainbow again, without noticing me at all, and though I tried to seize the end of it and hold fast, it melted away entirely and I was left alone and helpless on the cold, hard earth!"
"It doesn't seem cold to me, Polly," said Dorothy; "but perhaps you're not warmly dressed."
"I'm so used to living nearer the sun," replied the Rainbow's Daughter, "that at first I feared I would freeze down here. But my dance has warmed me some, and now I wonder how I am ever to get home again."
"Won't your father miss you, and look for you, and let down another rainbow for you?"
"Perhaps so, but he's busy just now because it rains in so many parts of the world at this season, and he has to set his rainbow in a lot of different places. What would you advise me to do, Dorothy?"

Come with us," was the answer. "I'm going to try to find my way to the Emerald City, which is in the fairy Land of Oz. The Emerald City is ruled by a friend of mine, the Princess Ozma, and if we can manage to get there I'm sure she will know a way to send you home to your father again."
"Do you really think so?" asked Polychrome, anxiously.
"I'm pretty sure."
"Then I'll go with you," said the little maid; "for travel will help keep me warm, and father can find me in one part of the world as well as another--if he gets time to look for me."
"Come along, then," said the shaggy man, cheerfully; and they started on once more. Polly walked beside Dorothy a while, holding her new friend's hand as if she feared to let it go; but her nature seemed as light and buoyant as her fleecy robes, for suddenly she darted ahead and whirled round in a giddy dance. Then she tripped back to them with sparkling eyes and smiling cheeks, having regained her usual happy mood and forgotten all her worry about being lost.
They found her a charming companion, and her dancing and laughter-- for she laughed at times like the tinkling of a silver bell--did much to enliven their journey and keep them contented.




I painted this girl and taking a second look i thought "oh! this is the daughter of the rainbow!" 
Some of my favorite books as a kid...actualy i still love them, are all the Oz books:) 
about Dorothy the little girl who went on many travels in the magical land of Oz...
This is a excerpt from the book called 'The Road to Oz" 
Its delightful :) 
...anyway abit more about the actual painting... 
I guess i caught her in a very rare moment of sadness...since she is usually a happy and carefree child, it must have been right after she got left behind from her dear rainbow. Thus the look of blue pensive-ness on her face.  
maby someday i shall have to paint her when she's her usual joyful self
Since i didnt have a watercolor paper she got a bit wrinkled too...ah well...she was very experimental...i do believe she was the second watercoloured piece iv done(Facade was done after her) 
k nuf said
peace out<3

Daydream...

so this was an experiment... its done in watercolour...something iv never done before...and iv never painted a face before either..
So two new things in one painting! yay!
i decided that i love watercolour tho:)
i stayed up late painting this cause i couldnt get it outa my head until it was done...and it didnt help that i was inspired quite late in the eve...

It turned out too crowded but still it was fun to do so i dont care what it looks like:D


gotta live and learn


anyway 'nuf talking...
happy day dreams everyone:)

Little Bo Peep

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep

And can't tell where to find them  

Leave them alone and they'll come home

Wagging their tails behind them.

tis another illustration i did for school....the colours of the painting didnt scan well onto the computer sadly..:( 

anyway, peace<3 

reading...

To read is to fly: it is to soar to a point of vantage which gives a view over wide terrains of history, human variety, ideas, shared experience and the fruits of many inquiries

hi people :)
i enjoy reading immensely! how about you? Its a delightful chance to travel to other places, to be lead through magical experiences and see the world through someone else's eyes...

btw i drew this picture for school.... a quick sketch...

peace out<3

LauraAnne

well laura here's your name done by me, as late as it is in coming...hope you like! i give you permission to come here and get the original:) 'take note of the hint that you should come here,cause it would make many people joyous!:D'
xoxo peace<3
p.s. i hope thats how you spell anne..?or do you spell it ann...

Movement

heey everybody here is something i did for my art course...um i hadta sketch 28 drawings for each of the elements and principles of art and then pick my fav 14, so yeah this one is Movement..um i was only allowed to use pencil crayon..woulda like to paint but couldnt so i did my best with pencil crayons..i couldnt decide if i liked the colored one better or the drawing so i give you both and you be the judge...k well have a good day!
peace

sketch

another sketch done for school...

Caricature

hi guys! today i drew my first ever caricature:) lol.. it is of my osm friend shauna, she very kindly sat for me and let me give caricatures a try:) she's a angelical person:D *snort* she looks very peaceful and calm here but in reality shes a crazy chic so don't let the halo and wings fool ya:D heh heh...i was inspired by the wonderful CANADAS WONDERLAND!(its soo osm that place is!!!rollercoasters rock!) um yeah anyway saw people doing caricatures there and was majorly intrigued and thus...
k well im gona go now
peace<3
p.s. i duno how much this looks like shauna...but it was a first try...the only thing i was totally satisfied with is the lips...um yeah well practice makes perfect eh?;)

circus

i was always enchanted by circuses! their so magical :)

the star

here is a abstact sketch...

Moments filled with memories
She stoops to fix her shoe
Her heart races quickly
Her dress rehearsal due

Stage is like an ocean
Where crystals seem to shine
Beckons her to dance upon
Reflections of life's time

Suddenly she rises
She sees the magic there
Running in a gust of wind
She dances with great flair

Movement of a willow
So gracious as she sways
Gentle sounds if orchestra
Each step her grand ballet

Destiny is born now
Her graceful moves divine
Pirouttes across the stage
Her shadow now aligns

Dancer if life begins now
Her music special score
Bowing for the audience
She hears the words encore.
Anonymous

summer

heres my first attempt at drawing in ink...when drawing in ink you cant erase your mistakes..iv always used pencil before but yeah i might try to draw in ink more often:) altho it is frustrating to not be able to change obvious mistakes it helps me get better at drawing...just gotta be more careful i guess.. k well peace out!