Day 22: Carve
Day 23: Demon
Day 25: Tower
Day 26: Cursed
Day 27: Mist
Day 28: Bones
Day 29: Rotten
Augie Doggie as Franken Augie with rotten teeth!
Day 30: Shriek
Day 31: Crypt
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
Inktober 2017: Week 4
Day 25: Tower
Day 26: Cursed
Day 27: Mist
Day 28: Bones
Day 30: Shriek
Day 31: Crypt
Monday, October 30, 2017
Inktober 2017: Week 3
This set of drawings is #Snoopyinspired
Day 15: Candlelight
Day 16: Voodoo
Day 17: Sunken
Day 18: Witch
Day 19: Mystical
Day 20: Vampire
Day 21: Spell
Day 15: Candlelight
Day 16: Voodoo
Day 17: Sunken
Day 18: Witch
Day 19: Mystical
Day 20: Vampire
Day 21: Spell
Sunday, October 15, 2017
Inktober 2017: Week 2
Day 8: Drip
Day 9: Buried
Day 10: Shadow
Day 11: Creepy Crawlies
Day 12: Vanish
Day 13: Dead end
Day 9: Buried
Day 10: Shadow
Day 11: Creepy Crawlies
Day 12: Vanish
Day 13: Dead end
Day 14: Haunt
Tuesday, October 3, 2017
Inktober 2017: Week 1
I've been a bit un-kreative this year, so I decided to dust off my sketching pencils and dig out my drawing pads, since I'm mostly done unpacking from my move earlier in the year to do an alternative Inktober list!
This list comes from @kristerpelly and @monsterteaparty of instagram.
A few years ago, I followed their list and added on a minion theme:
Day 3: Brain - Calvin and Hobbes were arguing about whose brain is bigger...
Day 4: Adrift - Just drifting along.
Day 6: Midnight - They tried but couldn't stay up until midnight.
Day 7: Swamp - Hoping not to fall in!
This list comes from @kristerpelly and @monsterteaparty of instagram.
A few years ago, I followed their list and added on a minion theme:
I had a lot of fun and saw that the more I drew, the easier it was to find ways to challenge myself.
I'm as rusty as nails now, but it's all good! This is just for fun and for your enjoyment!
For now, I'm thinking week 1 will be Calvin and Hobbes themed. I'm going to switch to another character next week and will do so again each week using the themes above. I hope you'll follow in my journey and take a look when you get a chance. I'll be posting them here as I go through, but you can always check out @adventuresinkreativitee on instagram if you want to see them first!
Day 1: Creak - Good old Hobbes just checking in on Calvin in the middle of the night...
Day 2: Peculiar - After finishing all the "good" stuff, only the veggies remain. Calvin tries to feign confusion.
Day 3: Brain - Calvin and Hobbes were arguing about whose brain is bigger...
Day 5: Dusty - Calvin is pretending to try out his Halloween costume idea of being Pigpen from Peanuts.
Day 6: Midnight - They tried but couldn't stay up until midnight.
Day 7: Swamp - Hoping not to fall in!
Thursday, March 23, 2017
Anza Borrego Wildflowers
My friend and I decided to check out the wildflowers in Anza Borrego last weekend. I haven't had a chance to play with my DSLR for a while, so what a time to do so!
The images have not been edited.
The images have not been edited.
Thursday, January 26, 2017
Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't.
I wrote this back in July of 2014. I am just going to throw caution to the wind and let it into the world. Hopefully this will help inspire me to write more (and better) again. It's a bit cheesy, but oh well. :)
Writing Prompt #9 Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't.
Two people find themselves alone in a final afterlife setting. One remembers the hundreds, if not thousands, of lives they spent together as true loves, while the other has no memory of the past. The one who remembers tries to convince his/her partner to remember as well. Their afterlife is up to you...
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We had been born and loved each other in every part of the world, several thousand times over.
Even though we always found each other, in each reincarnation, we only truly remembered the other after our love blossomed.
He always found me first. He was drawn to me like a moth to a flame. I was always a bit skeptical of him and his passionate ways. In every life, he was a dreamer, but it never took me long to fall for his charms. He always had a way of making me become a believer.
He didn't always succeed in his dreams, but that never stopped him from trying. That's one of the many reasons why I fell for him, lifetime after lifetime, regardless of where we were, regardless of what year it was.
We had lived richly and poorly in every sense. Born into wealthy families in the best neighborhoods, and into poverty in rural villages of third world countries where we struggled to find drinking water.
We didn't always get to spend our whole lives together. Our love wasn't always ideal. Several times, on several occasions we found one another when one of us, and sometimes both of us had created lives and families with others. Each time was different; even though we were always overwhelmed by our love, sometimes the commitments we had made weighed upon us too heavily that we stayed faithful to the lives we had already created. These were the hardest times, the times when we realized we couldn't be together, even when we knew that we were soul mates.
The best times were when our story worked out like a fairy tale. When we were each other's first and only love; when everything fell into place and nothing could stand in our way. In those times, when we recognized each other and remembered our pasts, we always vowed to wait for each other in the next life so that we never had to hurt anyone else.
That was always the plan, but each time we were reborn, new to the world, with no memory of our past and like everyone else, unaware of what life had in store. But usually within a few days of meeting, he would recognize us and not long after, I would too.
In our very last life, we didn't end up together. We were both married and each had two children. When we met, it was whirlwind romance, that as always, took us by surprise.
Before meeting in this last life, we were both pretty happy. Neither of us ever would have thought we would have had an affair, neither even felt discontent, until we found each other again. Our emotions took hold, but neither one of us had ever imagined the devastation it caused our respective families. We still loved our spouses, but our love for each other has always been bigger than our abilities to manage our emotions. Especially when we first got were in contact again. Nothing could prevent us from being together, even for a little while, ever.
This time, we both reluctantly agreed that we should go back to our families. The pain we caused our children was too much to bear. Even though we found each other once again, we were in love with our spouses and couldn't live with it this time.
Our last day together was full of anguish. We spent one last weekend with one another, and never left the hotel room. We lie forehead to forehead, with tears streaming down our faces, knowing it would be the last time we saw each other in this life. We held each other until our arms were exhausted, but we didn't stop clinging to each other until we had to leave.
"I'll wait for you in our next life" I told him. He embraced me with all his strength and promised the same.
Little did I know, I would no longer be reborn.
I don't know how long I waited for him. Time isn't measured in the same way that it is on Earth.
Writing Prompt #9 Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't.
Two people find themselves alone in a final afterlife setting. One remembers the hundreds, if not thousands, of lives they spent together as true loves, while the other has no memory of the past. The one who remembers tries to convince his/her partner to remember as well. Their afterlife is up to you...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We had been born and loved each other in every part of the world, several thousand times over.
Even though we always found each other, in each reincarnation, we only truly remembered the other after our love blossomed.
He always found me first. He was drawn to me like a moth to a flame. I was always a bit skeptical of him and his passionate ways. In every life, he was a dreamer, but it never took me long to fall for his charms. He always had a way of making me become a believer.
He didn't always succeed in his dreams, but that never stopped him from trying. That's one of the many reasons why I fell for him, lifetime after lifetime, regardless of where we were, regardless of what year it was.
We had lived richly and poorly in every sense. Born into wealthy families in the best neighborhoods, and into poverty in rural villages of third world countries where we struggled to find drinking water.
We didn't always get to spend our whole lives together. Our love wasn't always ideal. Several times, on several occasions we found one another when one of us, and sometimes both of us had created lives and families with others. Each time was different; even though we were always overwhelmed by our love, sometimes the commitments we had made weighed upon us too heavily that we stayed faithful to the lives we had already created. These were the hardest times, the times when we realized we couldn't be together, even when we knew that we were soul mates.The best times were when our story worked out like a fairy tale. When we were each other's first and only love; when everything fell into place and nothing could stand in our way. In those times, when we recognized each other and remembered our pasts, we always vowed to wait for each other in the next life so that we never had to hurt anyone else.
That was always the plan, but each time we were reborn, new to the world, with no memory of our past and like everyone else, unaware of what life had in store. But usually within a few days of meeting, he would recognize us and not long after, I would too.
In our very last life, we didn't end up together. We were both married and each had two children. When we met, it was whirlwind romance, that as always, took us by surprise.
Before meeting in this last life, we were both pretty happy. Neither of us ever would have thought we would have had an affair, neither even felt discontent, until we found each other again. Our emotions took hold, but neither one of us had ever imagined the devastation it caused our respective families. We still loved our spouses, but our love for each other has always been bigger than our abilities to manage our emotions. Especially when we first got were in contact again. Nothing could prevent us from being together, even for a little while, ever.
This time, we both reluctantly agreed that we should go back to our families. The pain we caused our children was too much to bear. Even though we found each other once again, we were in love with our spouses and couldn't live with it this time.
Our last day together was full of anguish. We spent one last weekend with one another, and never left the hotel room. We lie forehead to forehead, with tears streaming down our faces, knowing it would be the last time we saw each other in this life. We held each other until our arms were exhausted, but we didn't stop clinging to each other until we had to leave.
"I'll wait for you in our next life" I told him. He embraced me with all his strength and promised the same.
Little did I know, I would no longer be reborn.
I don't know how long I waited for him. Time isn't measured in the same way that it is on Earth.
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