Cameron Falls

So it has been a very long time since i'v last posted... about 3 weeks actualy! but you see, my dear friend Lisa was visiting for about that amount of time and i was too busy hanging out with her to post. :)
But while she was here i finished this painting. I sent it with her because this waterfall and where it is, holds many good memories for us:)
So Lisa when you see this painting remember me and please come back soon!
miss you already!
x0x0x

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

Facade

i didnt have watercolor paper so the paper wrinkled quite abit resulting in a sorta puffed cheek look..?it also created random tiger looking lines...that a less than observant eye couldnt see(i hope)...and dont go and try to find the lines now either please:D

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 

Little bros work

This is some graffiti done by my little 9 year old bro :D
 it says Chaos
I try to encourage my little sibling's artistic endeavors:)
Thanks Arron for letting me show this work of art :D
<3

Peter Pan

''A moment after the fairy's entrance the window was blown open by the breathing of the little stars, and Peter dropped in. He had carried Tinker Bell part of the way, and his hand was still messy with the fairy dust.''

click here to read the Magical original story of Peter Pan http://www.readbookonline.net/title/6/

For art i had to illustrate a phrase from a fairy tale....3 of them actualy...so more fairy tale illustrations coming up!I had to use a cartoon-y sorta style and thus i used a cartoon-y sorta style! which is in fact much easier than realistic style!(surprise surprise!)

but yes I'v always loved fairy tales and Peter Pan is one of my favorites:) 

the illustration doesn't do justice to the delightful-ness of the story...and i dont know what he's hiding behind his back...maby his fairy-dust glowing hand...? :D if i hadnt been so lazy i would have changed that particular position.

Abstract

So i painted a piece of abtractness :)

01-17-2012 Abtract art has always intrigued me...What was the artist thinking when they painted it?or where they even thinking anything?maby they were just throwing paint on a canvas..?
i always wonder...and try and guess although i never find out how close or far my guess was...
but anyway! im giving you guys a chance to guess And find out how close your guess is:D (what fuN!*snort*)
so if you feel the urge you people can try and guess what i was thinking when i painted it and what the painting is supposed to say...Or you can just say what it means to you..which may be the same thing(wait!does that even make sense?)
and then later i shall post what it means...maby...i may change my mind...but probably not(tsk tsk the frivolousness of me)...


01-21-2012 ok the guessing game being over i shall now post the meaning of this piece of art...

Confusion

Rage

Massive messes

           Screaming, Crying, Yelling

The continuous sound goes on and on

   Confusion swirls

Intense feelings cloud the brain

  Violence

           Resentment

 A painful pounding, Headache

Oh why isn't there quiet?

         Where? where did the peace go?

Dark and empty

   All around, a clashing din

Nowhere to find rest

     Groping in the blackness

Squeezing eyelids tight

     Forlorn whimpers inside my head

The confusion crashes on 

    To much noise

To many voices

 To much

The turmoil continues

        Cluttering my soul

  

But then,

  Way in the distance

              beneath the ugly 

Comes....

       A soft still Voice

Trickling through the anger

 LIGHT

   The swirling mess 

            fades away...

 hope enters 

Peace has come.

P.S. i hate making art that looks ugly to me, as did this piece, but there was no way i could make it any other way and have it mean the same thing...

Monkey

Hi everybody :) sorry i haven't been posting stuff regularly....

Um i painted this on my little bros' wall...It was easier than i thought it would be, thankfully:)...i might paint a giraffe on the brown wall in green someday...if i ever get around to it...we shall see...

anyhow...
Happy New Years!!!

Followed a Star

 MeRrY ChRiStMaS!!!

Unto us a child is born. Unto us a son is given

thank you Jesus for coming to this torn creation full of darkness, sadness and desprate madness to bring us Peace, Joy and Hope. Thank you! <3

May we all follow Jesus like the Wise men followed his Star

post inspired by Brandon Heath's song "The Night Before Christmas"

Cutesy

hi guys!
this is a quick sketch i did today... its been to long since iv posted a drawing...
i stumbled upon this pic and could not resist trying my hand at drawing it...anything i find beautiful or cute or awesome i Have to recreate. Not sure why, but thats how it is...
wish i knew who the original artist was cause i have a feeling id like other art pieces of theirs...
anyway i wish i was posting more regularly but lately iv been inspired to paint. And paintings always take much longer than drawings...I'm working on two paintings right now so hopefully il finish them soon!

x0x0x

Love

Today i was once again shown Jesus' huge unimaginable love...
Me, my sisters and my friend went to an old invalid lady's house. This old lady is actually not that old, i later found out to my great amazement. She is around 45 to 50 but she looks like 80. She is slowly dying of cancer, spending all day and all night in her little bed, for years. She can't get out of her bed much less the house, all she can do is lay there. And the only person to help her is her husband who is unwell himself...and  who is often drunk.      
 We walked into the little house and i was hit with a overpowering stench. I gagged at the cloying smell of body waste, vodka, smoke and chickens. I prayed desperately that Id stop gagging so the couple wouldn't see and so i could sing. God answered that prayer quickly(thank you Jesus) and i was able to ignore the smell and say 'Good Day' to Luba(that's the lady's name). We all grouped around the tiny,shriveled, white haired lady and i could see she was not getting the care she should be, not even close. When we started to sing she burst into tears and hid her face beneath the ragged blanket.As our voices filled the room Jesus gave me a glimpse of how much He loved this little forgotten dying lady. Tears pricked the backs of my eyelids as i saw her through His eyes and felt His sorrow knowing she didn't belong to him.
  After the songs my friend sat down to talk to her. I couldn't understand everything she said since im not very advanced in Ukrainian but i got the drift that she was telling her about God's grace and how Jesus loved her so much he died for her. And if she wanted to be His all she had to do was pray that He forgive her sins. My tears spilled over as Luba prayed and became one of His own. I saw peace flood her watery blue eyes and i smiled through my tears. She asked for another song so we sang one more and then left with the promise to come again.
 It made me feel so small to be part of something so big. The experience left me humbled. It is my prayer that i can be the hands and feet for Jesus.

p.s. As you can see i didnt post a piece of art...i havent had time lately to create anything...although i am working on two paintings, they are not near done yet...so yep no artwork for this post i guess...hope that's okay.. 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

Happiness

hey everybody! here is a painting that i worked on for about a year!i now know it even better than i know the back of my hand(much much better in fact!...where did that saying come from anyway?obviously from someone who was obsessed with staring at the backs of their hands..?*giggle*)
Yeah..it took forever!SO glad to have it done!! it was actually very sporadically worked on...didnt work on it for 3 months in the middle when i was in ukraine...as you may guess its sorta hard to work on a painting that is hundreds of miles away...heh heh..
My bro david http://binarysoda.blogspot.com/ drew it(cheers dave!) and i did the painting of it...
Um it was way to big(around 3ft by 2ft..?) to scan so i just took a picture...it doesn't show the colours very well(i promise they look better in real life) and i apologize for the blurriness...
we plan on selling it if i can find a gallery(or whatever) to display it... That will be a new thing indeed!...selling artwork...but yeah we'll "give it a go" :)  And maybe if it works i can sell more stuff...maybe...only then id have to be alot less sloppy and stuff...hmm novel idea!:D

p.s. in the meantime while i look for a place to sell the painting, it is displayed here and for sale to anyone who wants it...
Acrylic on canvas
About 61cm by 91cm
Price $400

Ashley

hey Ashley! Taylor said quite awhile ago that you wanted you name done in graffitti so here it is:D sorry it took so long...:)
peace<3