So I moved into UArts

and I havent really worked on much but I worked on some old sketches I did and started a new post card:

 

"Goats are scary. Geese are scarier"

Some Poastcards

More in progress

Bird Sketch

The most complete sketch I did while at the beach.
We've gotten crazy weather in previous years so I had brought tons of art stuff to occupy myself with in case it was the same this year. Perhaps it was my precautions that prompted a positive jinx, for the weather was great, and I spent most of my time out in the sun, on the sand and in the water. (Got some awesome burns ;P)

On the top right corner of said sketch, I made an entry, "Right and wrong, Superficial? Harmony is the true structure" These words are some loos strands from a brainstorm. Often times when I sketch my creative conscious will root to whatever I've been contemplating and I begin to brainstorm. Sometimes its an exploration of what a certain word can mean, or what a certain subject is from different perspectives. What certain things mean for me. Other times I'm trying to figure out the right answer, the one that everyone no matter what origin, religion, culture, planet can understand/ relate to/ agree with. I can't fully or accurately explain the meaning behind these words, because they branch off to so many independent concerns, but I can guess and try to explain the best I can.
 One of the bigger roots to the topic is morality. We are all influenced, in one way or another, by our moral compass. We look (or glance) at it when we have to make life decisions that effect others. I wonder if something built our compass in the same manner that our memories build our personalities. Does modern culture have significant influence on this tool, or is it guided by deep, primitive notions passed down to us in order to ensure the welfare of future generations? These compasses probably work differently from person to person, sometimes they point in different directions. Who's right and who's wrong? Is there a right or wrong? ( or is the concept of right and wrong superficial in the grand scheme of things? after all, no matter what any one of us does, the world is still going to spin) I'm sure though, that we all have the same need for balance. The right amount of struggle so you have the experience, the right amount of wrong to motivate you to make it right, enough good things to make your pursuit worth it, good people to look up to and antagonists to argue with.
I feel I'm beginning to ramble so I'm going to stop there. See, this is the problem that comes with trying to explain a brainstorm; you want to keep storming. You begin on the right track, but after a while you wander off until you no longer have any destination and forget you were going anywhere.

On another note: I collected a tone of shells and looking at them I could see landscapes and other pictures in them. I'd really like to start a project sometime based off these.

More Colorful LIons

yeah I know it's a bad picture I took off the webcam thing sorry I'll make a proper scan of the entire thing later but right now I'm tired and have work tomorrow so g'night

Nothing too Eventful as of Late

but I got new prismacolors so YAY! I haven't had color pencils for a couple months now and it had quite a toll on me. now I've got new ones and I decided to color my black/white sketches :)
here's my first finished one:

Lately I've been thinking about captivity issues for lions and other big cats. The sad fact: there are more tigers held in American backyards than there are in the wild around the world.(http://www.worldwildlife.org/who/media/press/2012/WWFPresitem27118.html) Every so often you hear on the news about accidents involving an escaped exotic cat and their owners or perhaps neighbors. While some are breeders willing to sell to anyone for a large sum of cash (sideshows, private owners, truck stop owners, etc), others have great admiration of them for their exotic grace and sometimes feel they have a deep connection with their pets. I do not doubt that such bonds happen, however, its easy to forget what your dealing with. According to Allexperts.com, the average lion has 250 Ibs of muscle alone, what can one do with all that power in an 8 ft long enclosure? They're not display creatures, they are meant to climb and run, jump and tear. Even innocent intentions from these animals can lead to terrible consequences for both the owner and the companion/ pet.

Reality, Irish people, and Powerpoint maps

 So reality has been rattling through my head for years. I assure you it's not an obsession (I'm not paranoid and believing that The Man has us all hooked to computers and living in cyberspace or anything), but experiences and other striking influences that otherwise seem ordinary will sometimes for some reason dig up my old Reality contemplations. How much of our core beliefs influence what we are sure is real? How much of it really matters? What if my read is you're maroon? right so you could argue that this contemplation/ fixation/ whatever-you-want-to-call-it is a useless waist of electricity in my brain. There are other questionings that I would bring up but my twitchy self control muscle keeps me from bringing them up. yeah ok maybe i'll bring some of them up later when my thoughts are more organized. (I need to get back into the habit of writing these things down)

on another note, my cousin is writing a story :D It's a fictional story about a girl and her badass irish friend who has fire powers. so since it's summer and I don't want to get my artistic muscles rusty when I go back to school so I asked if I could illustrate it and she said yes. So now I'm learning how to draw irish dudes (it's a lot like my project when I was drawing old people for that Wee Free Men story and my friends character from her play)

lastly, I got a job. yesterday I was asked to fix up a map which was constructed off a powerpoint with a tone of animation layers in it. I'm learning a lot from this one project. I've met like half the staff already and everyone is really nice. I've learned more in these two days about this new powerpoint than I could in a week in high school.  oh and it's good color coordination exorcise

Will you be able to see this or do you have to click the link

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2yJSFHTrgM&feature=mr_meh&list=PL1D2653D60A68E0D7&index=14&playnext=0
I guess you click the link. anyway it's a familiar feeling for me... why does that make me feel heartless saying that? like I've let feelings of people i knew die with the fading memories. At the same time however, if you (reader) are familiar with it as well perhaps you could relate to the relief of letting those old struggles lie and rest. And really it doesn't have to mean it's a severed feeling like that area on your body previously cut with nerves nonoperational, perhaps a friendship blossomed.

on another note, I've thought up a new metaphor/ personification: she is a coral seed, floating in this enormous sea searching for her haunted ship for a home, something sturdy, something surreal and with a story you feel instead of hear. she will connect with this ship that is neither evil nor pure and will keep her stable so she can blossom and fight for life

well that's about it HAGS I'll probably be doing more posts but just in case you quite reading :P oh and I got a job yay!