Saturday, October 29, 2005

Do You Believe In Me?




I can't believe in myself.

I saw the center picture on sxc one day and the title (Do You Believe In Me?) and thought of the RP character I act out in the new RP with Abigail. He starts as a shepherd who can't remember his childhood, then when he is captured by slave-traders they find out by a mark on his chest that he is the prince and heir to the throne. He escapes with the help of a wanderer, Kiel, who he later find out was an old friend of his when he was little, and that "Kiel" is actually Kila, or Elizabeth. He starts to train himself so he can take up his heirship without making a fool of himself, but his time is cut short when he is captured by a treasure-hunter looking to turn him in for the huge reward over his head. "Kiel" finds and rescues him again, and when he's just let out a sigh of relief he finds out one of his older sisters is getting married within two weeks to a lord Kiel is determined is corrupt. He has to face himself, and decides he has no choice but to go to the capitol whether or not he is prepared.

The puppy on the left is Hunter, his new dog after his old one was killed by the slave-traders. The man above the puppy is Nashar, the corrupt lord. Above that is a wolf (I suppose it has something to do with Tiran's shepherd life, it somehow just found its way into the manip), and to the right are stars. Tiran had a talk with his boss, Mr. Wels, about the stars one night after he found out who he was, in which Mr. Wels encouraged him to look to the Only One, and Tiran shrugged it off. Below that is, obviously, Tiran, and some book (Mr. Wels teaches him to read). Beside that is Kila. I am rather proud of her because I had to paint her shirt and the cloak is another layer. Above her is herself, younger, probably from one of Tiran's memories. The N that's faded out is... complicated. Let's just say Tiran has it branded on his arm.

This isn't my best creation, but I'm liking it.

Stock:
Wolf - someone on DA
Tiran, Nashar, Hunter, book, young Kila - sxc
Kila - Morgiana
Stars - Google I think

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Liagiba




This is a header for Jrohest's blog, which will be appearing there soon. ;) Again, the Switchfoot quote.

Let it Go

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Let it go
This fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest
Doesn't hold your soul
Let it go
~Daisy, Switchfoot

Jrohest's version. She's cold, but breakable. Beautiful but lost.

Stock:
Texture - ~Autumnsgoddess
Liagiba - Liv Tyler
Brushes - Rhysin.Graphics

Love?

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This is Liagiba. Or rather, Liagiba's POV on herself, you could say. One of two which I will be showing.

Stock:
Texture - ~Autumnsgoddess
Liagiba - Liv Tyler
Brushes - Rhysin.Graphics

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

False Escape

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Gasping and wheeze-moaning, he turned back. The opening was gone.
-Karen Hancock, The Light of Eidon
This is Abramm with Shettai in the false tunnel. I've been wanting to do something with Abramm forever... hopefully with *Cobweb-stock. I couldn't figure out what to do with him, though, and while stumbling through some pictures found this forgotten one. I grabbed it immediately and made this.
While in a fight with a veren (a ringwraith, bird-like thing), Abramm for a moment looked helpless against it in front of Shettai, his, erm, beloved. She threw herself in front of him, and in it recieved a mortal wound which she died from about five to ten minutes later. Abramm and Trap were still being attacked, and having no better hope they ran for a false tunnel they had been warned not to enter. Abramm brought Shettai's body. This is him grieving in the cave. The two ghosts/memories are Shettai. The light to the left is from Trap, using the Light to cleanse himself from the veren blood.
This completes the package of fan art I'm sending to Karen Hancock, hopefully today. :)
Stock:
Abramm and Shettai: Someone on DA
Cave: Sxc
Texture: =Resurgere

Monday, October 17, 2005

I Love My Love

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I love my love
Because I know my love
Loves me
-I Love My Love, a Colonial ballad

My new bonnet from the General Store. *huggles* On our hammock... Hey, there were hammocks in Colonial days! On ships, at least...

What Am I?

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Who am I? What am I?

Photographer, Laura. The focus is on my new "Waenx" sword. Not sure if I like it like that yet... The light from the sun over my eye was killing me.

Caught

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--"Rebbecca!"
She turned, startled by her father's voice. Quickly she hid the tri-corner hat behind her back, fearing he would see it and guess her intent. He would never let her join the revolution, not after John and Nathan where already taken.
His grey eyes looked her up and down. They snagged on something by her waste, and when she glanced at it she found a corner of the hat was exposed to his interrogation. Her eyes flew to his. "It's not what you think!" she cried as he marched toward her.
Snatching the hat, he snapped, "They will not have you."--


Idea, me. Photographer, Laura. New skirt and bounce, birthday. The vest is Laura's.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Simple Words

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I was going back and editing something Abigail and I wrote together while she was here, about a main character in ETOLT 3-4, Van, and his son (who's just a baby in 4). The day she flew into DC I started getting mental images of Éonan, the son, yelling at his father about something. I was very curious about this, so we decided to write about it and see where little 'Nan would take us. What came out is a 40 page short story. If you are at all interested, feel free to email. I made this title page to go along with the story.

Stock:
Boar - Google
Flowers & Texture - =Resurgere
Eye & background - sxc
Brushes - Rhysin.Graphics.
Dagger - the flying dolphin-stock

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Bunch

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Flatter

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The colors flatter each other.

Strawberry picking with Katherine and her family in the spring/June-ish time.

Blue Flight

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To Exit

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When Amy left on a mission trip. Reagan Nation Airport.

Forgotten News

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Saw this on a walk in spring, I think. It was windy.

Psalm

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Old one from the Potomac. (I'm going through old pictures right now.)

Friday, October 07, 2005

Imagination

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Philip.

Photo by Laura, editted by me.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Unspoken Trails

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Yes, this is a remix of Forest Guide. A commenter (Jolene) suggested that I try to make it have a warmer look, so I have, and I've added a layer. (See, if you comment, I'll do whatever you say! (Okay, maybe not.))

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=Resurgere

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Lullabies

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No, I am not dead. I am sleeping.

My hair looks orange in this. Innnteresting.

Autumn Running

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Laura loves taking pictures of people running. She had to use the flash on this one, because the sun was setting and the woods were getting dark, but hopefully it doesn't look like that too much.

Forest Guide

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One of my favorites. I only with the focus was on me, not the tree. But you can hardly tell.

Down the Path

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First in a series with this costume (as a shepherdess). Camera is Laura. Woods are just down the street. Staff and vest are Laura's. Other parts are my Colonial, which I, erm, forgot to return to the church. Heh.