So this is my entry for the wacom contest, with lots of symbols in it^^
I really had to think hard about what my dreams for the future are. Firstly, because I reached quite a lot already(on my own small scale) and secondly, because things like a house in the country and publishing a children's book are quite superficial. I don't think they are what makes you happy in the end. So what I really want is to become rich, but not in the sense of possessing money, but rich inside. One day I want to belong to those people who really lived, who faced all aspects of life, the good, the bad and the crazy ones and became strong and maybe a little wise. Who did not break and have great stories to tell. That's my dream.
K, finally done. Wasn't original going to submit a piece but after browsing through some of the amazing entries I decided to give it a shot.
This is me as the red queen; at least I hope that's me! I’m more used to doing caricatures of myself.
Anyway. I love how the colours came out, better than I ever expected! I wanted to keep the colours on her outfit in low keys and softer tones rather than the deep colours used in the film, whilst using a very rich red in the hair. I had to put the pig in as a tribute to my pet Baba, an African Grey parrot who I adore and miss. He’s with my parents back in Africa and I miss his chatter.
Back to the picture, I ended up doing more detail than I anticipated but everything works.
What happens to all the food we don't eat? We push it to the floor and it hides underneath our beds. Over time they turn into monsters and begin new lives. The green beans are a common throw away food so they control most of the monster population!
So this is my entry for the MAMA scared stiff contest. I have seen so many amazing entries so far. Honestly it was very intimidating I almost didn't submit an entry because mine looked like it was from a children’s book (which now I see is actually a good quality for this specific contest). Then I remembered something that my mother had told me. She told me not to compare my abilities to anyone else. I have my own skills and they I shouldn’t compare them to that of someone else’s because I will only bring myself down. Wise words. . I was really scared of the dark as a kid. I would always see the oddest and scariest things in the dark mostly due to the wild imagination I had as a kid. Well this is my entry along with a story enjoy and wish me luck in the contest.
When I was a little girl I was terrified of the dark. I still do not know if it was my imagination or some thing that crawled its way into my mind while I was asleep. What scared me the most was the unknown quality that the darkness possessed. It seemed like every night my room would be engulfed by mist-like shadows. I tightly held onto my teddy bear burying myself deep into my blankets thinking, hoping that they had some sort of magical powers that would protect me from the creatures, the monsters that lurked in darkest corners of my bedroom. I closed my eyes shut and I dared not open them again for my imagination would only feed my fear giving it a form of its very own. Regrettably, out of curiosity I opened my eyes and came face to face with what appeared to be an almost human looking creature, a dark fog surrounding it. Many eyes emerged from the fog glaring down at me as if knowing the horrid fate that awaited me. The creature wanted nothing more than for me to fall into a state of sleep that would leave me vulnerable so it may feed on my dreams, my fears, my very being. “Good night little girl,” the monster grinned with the most gruesome smile I had ever seen. After those words my room was swallowed by pitch black darkness, silencing my screams for help for someone to save me but no help ever came. No help would ever come.
The coconut people, aka tropical yetis, are not among the brightest of critters as you can probably guess by their slightly stupified stares. Their main hobbies consist of scaring tourists and playing ukuleles, for which they have a strange obsession. Their main enemies are coconut crabs who do a good job of keeping their numbers low enough so that they don't become more than a nuisance and take over the world. When they get scared they huddle so they look a lot like real coconuts from behind.
So there was this contest where you were supposed to make an anthropomorphic plant. I chose coconuts. No one's ever anthropomorphized coconuts before, right? I thought I wouldn't be able to do much with a brown fuzzy ball but it turned out to have more recognizable elements than I thought. Don't ask me how they play ukuleles with no fingers, it's one of the many misteries of the universe. -------------------------- Kokosovci, također zvani "tropski jetiji", ne ubrajaju se među pametnija stvorenja, što se vjerojatno vidi iz njihovih blago tupih pogleda. Hobiji su im plašenje turista i sviranje ukulelea za kojima su ludi iz nepoznatih razloga (vjerojatno zato jer su im normalne gitare prevelike da ih sviraju). Glavni neprijatelj im je kokosov rak samac, koji im održava populaciju dovoljno niskom da ne postanu više od daveža i preuzmu svijet. Kad se prestraše skupe se pa odozada izgledaju kao pravi kokosi.
Bilo je jedno natjecanje gdje se trebalo antropomorfizirati biljku pa sam odabrala kokose. Nitko još nije antropomorfizirao kokose, zar ne? Mislila sam da neću daleko doći sa smeđom, čupavom loptom kao temeljem ali ispalo je da imaju više prepoznatljivih dijelova nego što sam mislila.