colours work really well with it, almost pastel shades Nice
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"Found something, I would die for now I don't feel fit to live.
Are you the one?, it finishes with.
I spend my day's thinking of you prayin you would think of me.
Was I wrong? to let you just leave..... me... "
lol, ahhh, though they are sad I just can't help but laugh.
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I wish to travel through the mist of dust, I wish for wing that do not rust, The metalic angel of my dreams Love me or hate me, but spare me your indifference
and I don't pretend for a moment it's remotely original...
is the juxtaposition (god I feel pretencious writing that) of something usually cute and associated with happiness...doing something so bleak...
I've been making up a little back story about the sad bear...lord only knows why he's so sad but he's decided he can't go on...his pain is unbearable (hehe)...but so far nothing he's tried has managed to shuffle him off this mortal coil...
maybe he's the reincarnated soul of a very very bad man, doomed to live forever more in the body of a teddy bear, subject to the affections of an overly attentive child...and every hug and cuddle causes him untold and agonising pain...
There's something intensely poignant about this. I think the pastel colours contribute to that; they create the sense that it's all fading away, or harken back to a time of innocence (by incorporating "baby colours"). There's something of an alarming undercurrent about the sketchy lines too.
NOTE: I am a serious stuffed animal lover.
NOTE 2: No, I don't usually leave comments like these, like I'm a stuck-up art critic wannabe. It's just that I had an exam today that asked me to write like that.
I feel compelled to take this picture to heart. Maybe that's because I recently learned to sew just so I could rescue my decaying favourite childhood toy (She's fine now, in case you were wondering).
-- Rules are like paperclips: meant to keep things together, fun to bend, and easily twisted out of shape. There is no problem the human mind cannot solve or create. Step One is learning the ropes. Step Two is chewing through them.
aw I know...I just look at him and think...what has driven you to this?
Yeah the pastels seemed to work on this one but as the theme progressed the colours got stronger and darker...
Nice that you mentioned the sketchy lines too, this was a first for me. I had untill now been more controlled in my pen work, like in the stupid monkeys picture...my dad said I should loosen up it'd be more "alive"...I compromise by inking in this shaky freehand way over pencil drawings...shh, don't tell!
-- Rules are like paperclips: meant to keep things together, fun to bend, and easily twisted out of shape. There is no problem the human mind cannot solve or create. Step One is learning the ropes. Step Two is chewing through them.
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"Found something, I would die for now I don't feel fit to live.
Are you the one?, it finishes with.
I spend my day's thinking of you prayin you would think of me.
Was I wrong? to let you just leave..... me... "
--
I wish to travel through the mist of dust,
I wish for wing that do not rust,
The metalic angel of my dreams
Love me or hate me,
but spare me your indifference
and I don't pretend for a moment it's remotely original...
is the juxtaposition (god I feel pretencious writing that) of something usually cute and associated with happiness...doing something so bleak...
I've been making up a little back story about the sad bear...lord only knows why he's so sad but he's decided he can't go on...his pain is unbearable (hehe)...but so far nothing he's tried has managed to shuffle him off this mortal coil...
he's still there...he's still bear...
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"It isn't the ups and downs that make life difficult; it's the jerks."
maybe he's the reincarnated soul of a very very bad man, doomed to live forever more in the body of a teddy bear, subject to the affections of an overly attentive child...and every hug and cuddle causes him untold and agonising pain...
maybe...
or maybe not...
I think it's best left to interpretation...
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"It isn't the ups and downs that make life difficult; it's the jerks."
NOTE: I am a serious stuffed animal lover.
NOTE 2: No, I don't usually leave comments like these, like I'm a stuck-up art critic wannabe. It's just that I had an exam today that asked me to write like that.
I feel compelled to take this picture to heart. Maybe that's because I recently learned to sew just so I could rescue my decaying favourite childhood toy (She's fine now, in case you were wondering).
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Yeah the pastels seemed to work on this one but as the theme progressed the colours got stronger and darker...
Nice that you mentioned the sketchy lines too, this was a first for me. I had untill now been more controlled in my pen work, like in the stupid monkeys picture...my dad said I should loosen up it'd be more "alive"...I compromise by inking in this shaky freehand way over pencil drawings...shh, don't tell!
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