par·ox·ysm noun A sudden attack or violent expression of a particular emotion or activity.
Do you guys know this feeling, when very simple and mundane things happen, not necessarely bad things, things that shouldn't have any importance for you, things that don't even necessarily concern you, things that you couldn't ever imagine hurting you when you thought about them before... Yet when these things happen, you suddenly feel powerless and out of balance, like you just jumped off a building in a TV show directed by Steven Moffat. And all of the sudden it hurts. And then, you just feel like you are left alone and scared in some dark and cold place of your consciousness, with the utterly terrifying realization that a certain something or someone in your life somehow became much more important to you than you could ever have imagined they would.
This drawing is dedicated to all things that hurt in unexpected ways because we let them matter much more than they ever should.
P.S. This song is beautiful: [link] Nothing in this description makes sense. Sorry for being such a mess.
"А ведь каждый из нас мог нормальным бы быть человеком. Хорошо, что не вышло так, И что мы такие как есть." Флёр ~ Люди Попавшие в Шторм
"Every one of us had the chance of becoming a normal person, you know. It's so good that it's not how we turned out And that we are who we are." Fleur ~ People Caught in a Storm
I hesitated a lot about the title, between that one and "the Never Ending Drawing" because it was. Almost literally.
So, I know I haven't posted any new drawings or responded to a lot of comments during the last few weeks. Sorry for that, guys. I was too busy getting ready for the zombie apocalypse (what is happening to you right now, my poor humanity...)
Seriously though, I have been really busy and for some reason, really really tired. Between working full time and reading like crazy, didn't have much time to draw or go on deviantart. As you have probably already noticed, it's starting to drive me insane. So here I finally am with a new drawing! And it's starting to look a lot like a never ending description so, I will end it here.
"Katsa crossed the marble floor, pulling pins from her hair. She sighed as her curls fell around her shoulders and the tension left her scalp. It was the hairpins, and the dress, and the shoes that pinched her feet. It was having to hold her head still and sit straight, it was the infuriating earrings that brushed against her neck. That was why she couldn’t stand to spend one moment longer at her uncle’s fine dinner. She took off her earrings and hurled them into her uncle’s fountain. She didn’t care who found them."
This is a tribute to Cinna again. It was not supposed to be a romantic piece in any way, just affectuous, although I do think that Cinna loved Katniss. Not in a romantic or dramatically platonic kind of way, but loved, nevertheless.
And yes, no movie is going to change that, in my head Cinna is still played by Hugh Dancy. (Or Tom Hiddleston, oh my god, can you guys imagine that??)
I caught a terrible cold today, so I might disappear for a few days. Looks like my permanent lack of sleep finally got to me.
Autumn officially begins for me when Starbucks starts promoting their Pumpkin Spice Latte (Which is, by the way, the best coffee based hot beverage in the universe ) And the birds start flying away to the South, and there are pumpkins everywhere...
Happy Fall everyone!!
On replay: [link] (Listen to the whole thing before judging, even if you don't understand the lyrics )