Happy Halloween Everyone! Did this for my friends' 13Days13Shorts challengehttp://bit.ly/13days13shortsMarcyOne of the topics was vampire. Well, there is only one vampire I would ever truly want to be real, and that’s one who writes songs, runs with wolves, and likes to play video games (not necessarily in that order)!
Trying out the Lazy Nezumi Pro plugin for Photoshop. Mmmmm, lovin' these smooth lines. Definitely going to use this from now on. Here are the process pics (the notepad scribble is from over two years ago):
Found a sketch from last year that I liked, so I polished it up. Yet another
in my “Girls with Vibrantly Colored Hair Looking off to the Side”
series. I’ve been sick for the past three days, so it was nice to
finally draw after being stuck in bed.
Today I am releasing "Demos and Bench-Sides," a collection of new songs
and alternate versions of tracks from the recording sessions of my
first album. Today also marks the one year anniversary
of "Two on a Bench," making this release more than appropriate. Please
take a listen, time went into this collection and if you haven't
already, please check out the original album as well. Thank you!
A digital painting off a life drawing sketch from a couple weeks ago. Looking at it now, I feel like the pose is begging to go through The Hawkeye Initiative. So if anyone out there feels the urge, you have my blessing.
by Jessica Christine Maria and Dax Schaffer
(Written through a series of inebriated text messages
And semi-inspired by the song "El Toro y la Luna")
The bull fell in love with the moon
And hard for the beautiful moon it did swoon
Swinging on the verge of eternity & insanity
He eventually could no longer suffer the moon's vanity
Thus the mirrors of the kingdom were sought after and broken
Of the bull based moon union, it was no longer spoken
And the frogs were all croakin'
While the wind chimes were strokin'
In a windfall of ultimate chaos and laughter
The lone humans took it upon them to right this disaster
But he wrought his pain about her in alabaster
A solution to this chaos they might together master
"If you'd stop talking so much, I'd probably finish faster,"
She said right then there to that scurvy bastard
The scurvy bastard thought he could probably outlast her
But outlast her he did not, and the older they grew
The marriage did also grow nastier and nastier
More often than not, he hid in the crapper
A solitude from love, they were no longer a factor
In the eyes of the church, they undid their disaster
And request for divorce could not possibly come faster
But the church it did tarry and her anger slipped past her
She proclaimed she could settle but required a tractor
So he acquiesced and they kept their rings
But soon their small love grew great beastly wings
And flapped a new gale to blow away all things
Now the end of days their failing love brings
And a darkest of lands to be ruled by evil kings
The harsh demise of all love is a pain that still stings
This is the song which the apocalypse sings...
"Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count thy headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of leather
Thee had a busy day today"
...Sang the bull to the moon, so he could convey
The true feelings he had for the moon on that day
In which the end of eternity had come into play
For the moon, the bull knew, was an exceptionally good lay
Deep down, he really did want her to stay
And create a new future, oh come what may
So in closing this poem, I will try to portray
Apart from my appetite for crème brûlée
How this half drunken poetry slam was much fun to play
I hope that you also have felt the same way
Of a text to text battle on which I must call parlay
Though my vocabulary has a wide array
I think I am finally out of rhymes, oy vey...
...But for you my dear reader, these silly things we will say
There's been a lot of talk of Pokémonfor the past few weeks, so I had to try my hand at some fan art. Misty, you will have always been the first tomboy to win this young boy's heart way back when I first received a copy of Blue Version and saw the show in '98 (at the time her character was older than me!). I also appreciated the fact that she was a swimmer, as it was my sport growing up. You'll always be the water Pokémon trainer in my book. You go girl, Lorelei's got nothing on you.