Finally free, she looks up to the sky with fear and wonder as the rain splashes her face for the first time...


Sequel to: Her wish was granted: to be human. To be more than a doll and plastic parts. Suddenly she was flesh and blood, laughter and guilt.

It didn't take long for the wrong people to notice her. Something so pristine, untouched, unspoiled, there was something so unhuman in her new found humanity.
They took her in and started the tests. She appeared to be perfect, her cells showed no signs of age, they thought she could be the cure, the cure for humanity.
She didn't speak of her past life, though it was written on her arm; in a tattoo which used to be a Makers Mark printed inside her hollow arm. They never could explain it.
They used her for years, her 'childhood' spent in a cell.
Her freedom won from the strangest of places, when they had exhausted all the tests, when they realise she was just human after all.
They dump her outside. Discarded for being only human.


Abandoned but free. Her humanity is a blessing and a curse... what will she do now?


After note: Her wound is self inflicted, hoping to rid herself of the mark that she's different, she takes the physical pain to try and remove the emotional pain...

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Even in the abandoned places flowers still grow.

This place has long been forgotten, left to decay. The building is akin to her soul, abandoned, unloved, alone. Yet it's in situations like that we can grow the most, even without realising it. If you take everything out, new growth will come. Those little shoots can grow unimpeded. Our tears watering them, and one day they will flower and bloom.

This is the next piece in Paige's story after and This comes after she's been rejected, is alone and has her own thoughts for company, she has a long way to go, but these beginnings are small but good She has much longer hair here than in 'real' life, symbolising that shes been in the building a long time and has experienced all the progression along with it.


Much credit and appreciation to Ben Cooper, who's photo I used as reference for the background. I've been inspired by his urban exploration photography, and would like to work on more backgrounds and scenery. I urge everyone to check out his site: transientplaces.co.uk

I put so many hours into this, and I have to say I'm pleased with the outcome, it was fantastic fun to work on something different and I've learned a lot I will apply later I'm kinda nervous to see if people will like it


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We sat and talked and for hours, only realising for how long when the morning sun broke through the curtains. We were lost in each other.


Everyone has their own maze, some are simple enough to negotiate, others deep and complex. Some people in our lives find it easy to navigate ours, where others get confused. Those that love us are not necessarily the best at finding their way, but those who enjoy getting lost the most.



This character is a bit of a muse of mine... Sophie. You might recognice her from a few of my pieces; brown hair blue eyes. I feel in love with her again drawing this... those eyes. She's not a fantasy character, doesn't have any magical powers or special abilitys, just a girl, with a life and dreams and problems like anyone. Here she's met someone and sat up all night talking and laughing, now it's getting light its time to sleep, and they curl up next to each other... who knows hat will happen when they wake...

Dedicated to my partner, who's maze I find infinitely fascinating to explore Love you moogle, feel better soon

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OK? Broken? Both?

I saw her on the London Underground, she was crying quietly into her hand. Her vest top it read "YOLO" the new phrase, 'You Only Live Once' apparently. I noticed the top before I saw her sad. It made me think of how many slogans and things we wear that are a front, what if our t-shirt said what we really felt...
She inspired this... I handed her a tissue as I got off next stop.

If this is you; Thank You.

Update: I love that you guys love to share my art However recently a version of this drawing with the watermark edited out and without credit has been circulating the web. You can help by commenting/reblogging if you see it and adding credit and link back to my page. That would be much appreciated
I do love my artwork being shared, and am all for it, but you should always give credit like 'Art by DestinyBlue' with a link back to my gallery
Thanks to everyone who does share my art in the right way, much love to you

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We carry them with us, wherever we go, invisible to others, ever present to ourselves. They are our Dark Passengers. Our troubles, our fears, our anxietys. You don't know who travels with them unless they wish to tell you.

They manifest when we go though tough times and weigh heavy on our shoulders. But it's not hopeless; we can harness them.
As we get through the hard times and come out the other side, our dark passengers turn to light. Our light passengers stay with us to give us hope that there is sun after rain, they give us knowledge that things will get better and appreciation of what we have.
This image represents the transformation of the girls dark passengers, while they're not completely light yet, there is a strange beauty about there transformation. She is getting better and holding onto hope.

I explored a similar concept in my piece. You become stronger rather than weaker by getting through tough things.
I am pleased to have many light passengers now, but this is only because I have had the dark. Drawing helps me transform mine, and all the support I get when I post art here is wonderfully uplifting. I always enjoy realising concept like this

_{I haven't seen Dexter, but he calls his inner darkness and urge to kill as his 'dark passenger' as well}

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Her eyes are formed from impact craters, in fact, her birth was from a giant impact; the moon. Our moon.

Out in space, though never alone, with the earth for company...

She's a young moon here, being formed and pitted by violent collisions. She, of all of us, is one of the most beautiful yet bears the most scars. Sister sci-fi art to Young Universe: I have so many stories in my head, I enjoy science fiction especially, I can't write very well so I put them into art ^-^ Made it as a wallpaper so you can put your icons over the asteroids and that my last Wallpaper got a DD, buuut it wasn't my fave art so I feel I'm reconciling with this heh Download for larger sizes.


I've always loved the moon, turns up just when you need it
This started as just a warm up doodle, but it progressed enough to share with you guys, loved playing with the contrasting colours ^-^
I have some more complex stuff coming as well, haven't had to much time to finish yet

Been moving house too so haven't had time to get back to everyone who's said hello over October and who I met at cons, but I will ^_^


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She's seen all worlds though those eyes. Her freckles map constellations, and a billion burning galaxys dance through her hair. But at half a billion years old, she's still only a child...

Inspired by a time when I looked into my boyfriends eyes and I'm sure I saw a star float past; so much going on in that beautiful mind

Something simple and colourful, had a bit of fun messing around and keeping it light hearted ^-^

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The centre of our solar system, breathing warmth, giving life, our sun.

Companion sci-fi art to The Moon: and The Universe: I suspect there will be more ^-^

This was so much fun to paint, warm colours, cute face, corona hair ~

Simple but I hope you enjoy

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She's a bright spark whos lost some of her fire. Here she is contemplating, how many things must be rushing though her head...

Close up wallpaper shot of the girl from my latest piece:
I thought it was a real shame you couldn't see the details of her face, so thought I'd share this with you I added her hair flowing to this so it looks nicer than just a crop. It's a bit rough, but I like that ^-^

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...So I can't be hurt again.

She gave her heart to someone and they gave it back to her. She's trying to repair the damage, and wants to hide her soul away so no one else will be able to hurt her again.

Second in the seires of drawing of Paige

While creating this, I was also musing on how it mirrored my artistic situation. I put my heart into my drawings and then offer them on the internet for all to scrutinise, it can be really daunting thing. A lot of the stuff I draw is personal and is never seen by anyone else, so I appreciate the overwhelming support I get when I share with you guys. Sometimes you just want to hide away. This piece isn't born of current guy troubles for me (I have a wonderfuly supportive partner) but from discussions with other people about shared experiences... and bleh, other stuff..

Been enjoying exploring this style more, I know it's another portrait, but I wanted to keep it intimate, like the viewer is close with her and feeling what shes feeling.

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