Even more rabbits & Cats!

At the top: Brush stroke rabbit. The right one went out well, I would like to give these another go sometime.
The other rabbits below went okay, but not as nicely as I hoped.  I really like how I did their ears though.

More brush stroke rabbit. I like the tail and the ears.

I saw a cat yesterday. Cat saw me.

Cat posed.

I am ZE cat.

Cat stride.

Cat has vision.

More rabbits

This one is my favourite!

I've been doing a little more rabbit painting.

Life updates

If we forget all those burdens, life in a small town is rather nice. The most weird and quirky things seem to happen. I remember working on some project or another, and hearing the clatter of hooves outside. I took a peak outside and saw a gentleman with a horse and cart. He disappeared, only to reappear again, where I managed to grab my camera.

Sometimes we cook nice food together.This is simple, cheap pasta, tomatoes, sausages, peas, carrots and onions, with grated cheese. Tasty.

Sometimes I am able to concentrate a little to paint too.

I'm not sure what I did with the hair, but I liked how the wolf/goat has turned out so far.

Sometimes baking happens too.

And then more painting. This one is one of my favourite attempts at brush stroke painting. I like the ears, though shame about the front leg I think.

This is a more recent rabbit, experimenting with colour. I liked using the browns and the yellows, and will probably do another one of these.

I like shading with watercolours for some reason. The small things.

Drawing

Podcasts?? and Some New Ideas

Hello creativity, it's been a while.

I have been working on completing parts of the past together, tying knots and finishing loose ends so I can go off and fly again. I've been writing about indigenous religions and spiritualities, and also about the Baha'i religion, which I find rather interesting.

In my spare time I have been thinking of making a new, more professional blog, keeping this one as my venting/every day blog. (I like... Making new blogs...) It's tiring creating good quality posts, and I've been enjoying using this blog recently through freedom and without worry that it doesn't look too snazzy, that what I write isn't really showing any of my writing skills but more blurring along some thoughts and feelings that have been occuring recently.

 I have thought about things I could include on this new blog... Articles of interest, interviews... Podcasts? To those who know me well - I can be rather shy and such, but actually, I've always liked presenting and entertaining. I was inspired by some fantastic spoken word poets including Holly Mcnish who I've had the honour to meet in person, and is a brilliant poet. I would like to do some kind of podcasts involving myself talking about news, debating with friends, and also having a go at recording some spoken word.

Speaking of which.
Quite a while ago I was commissioned by someone belonging to online forum to make them a story in rhyme. Though it has a transcript, it was meant to be spoken aloud, and I have finally got round to recording it, which you can find here.
It's a very silly story, but I hope someone may find it a least a little funny. You can find the full transcript here, on my Tulinkei blog.

Bunnies!

So I was meant to make a cake and I made cake-like biscuits, go figure.

One bunny

Un lapin

Das haustier

:)

-3-

Today seems like it might go better.

Suckish day

So I made a little progress. One step forwards.
Now ten steps back.

I think it was the 10th, when I posted those uninteresting photos that I felt kinda happy since quite a while. It was because I made progress. I finally started work on things I've been avoiding and things I've been wanting to do but just haven't had the creative energy to do so.

Yesterday and today I have made no real progress, only damaging things around me by mood swings and silly things like that. I still need to mature. It's a bit strange, but imagine a planet going around an orbit. I think, since my second year of uni, a comet hit and the orbit has been rather screwed. In fact, this planet has no real idea where it's going. I would really love to settle, relax, not have this racing heart beat all the time, not this stress that impacts my vision, this ringing in my ears and the numbness of my hands.

Fade.

Imagine if film was in writing. No, not like a script, but as a writing medium - perhaps like a blog, where you literally write the transitions from scene to scene. Fade. I like that. I like that word.

Moving on. Side sweep.

There is a stool right beside me and the desk. Looming over the stool is at least an inch thick of documents I need to scan about my failure. Goodness me, that's rather dramatic isn't it?-- But, they each document how me feeling depressed, me feeling sad has caused me to lose my job, to see health professionals, etc. They each document how I've risen - tried very hard, only to fall again. I need to look at every single document, and upload them onto this laptop by today. I need to accept them and move on I guess. I am not feeling very well at all today. I think I will feel better when today is over.

Again. That repetition. That curtling, hurtling recognition, just a smidgen off tone. Fade into grey.

I feel very destructive today.