|I took this from the bank of the Thames river. The left frame is two inches higher than the horizon of the other panel, but I still think this is one of my best panoramas from England.|
Free premium membership contestI did this not too long ago but I figure I would do another one. I'm giving away 4 free one month memberships to the people who have supported my work on here. All you do is fave this journal which is your way of entering and I use a random number tool to pick the winners. You must be in my watchers list. Yes, I welcome new watchers to participate. Thanks everyone!Free premium membership contest by AnthonyPresley
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Commissions still CLOSED! (But here's an Update!)The current commissions list is officially finished! Thanks to all who participated.Commissions still CLOSED! (But here's an Update!) by Yes-I-DiD
Now I'm going to take a short break, work on a small number of off-list pieces I have lined up, and then I'll open a new commissions list soon. Once I decide on a date for the opening of the new list, I'll make an advance announcement here, to give interested parties a chance to prepare.
Until then, here's a list of the basic commission info.
Also, here's my companion tumblr, which I have not be very thorough at updating so far.
MOST RECENT COMMISSIONS LIST
1. :iconNativeHugh: Big Sister & Little Sister (Disney Short) FINISHED
2. :iconrider28031: Sailors Jupiter & Venus FINISHED
3. :iconMrBlueMonday: OC (Paisley) FINISHED
4. :iconBooDestroyer89: Black Widow FINISHED
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Transparency provided a prism,
a rainbow of emotion - traced
between hairline fissures just
of my glass heart.
Your hands were medic-steady -
the blow torch reflecting your
vow: to fix damages wrought
before your arrival.
I should have known the
darkness of my core is
an event horizon
And our attempt at love
would end iwth my piecing together
my shattered heart.
Overdue Release (1/10/2015) We danced in graveyards
the dirt of our forefathers between our toes;
prospecting for spirit-meets - reading the
names and dates on headstones.
Our vigil marches lit by moonlight-candles
Faith exhilarating our resolve to
forge a summon circle at twilight,
Veils thinned with clarity - lies
detectable for brief moments.
All words, spoken beneath blankets
of stars, secrets shared with
Before visages faded
at Withing Hour's close,
dew danced on bare skin.
At predawn we sneaked back
My heart is not cold
yet I find myself frozen
in repeating patterns I
have no willingly chosen
I give all I have
of my old soul and young heart
to those whose insecurities
seem to tear me apart
They say I cannot give time
a day has only twenty-four
I won't give up my friends
so someone can be secure
Yet for sticking to my guns
my reflection is unknown
I'm told I need to sacrifice
in order to find love
Dear Wayward Traveler, (1/12/2015) Cold nights linger beneath
Orange canopies, high up
On tree's branches monkeys
Ransack stored of brightly colored berries.
Desperately I've learned to
Investigate tracks, sens smoke signals -
Not without lingering hope do I
Amble the coastline, wrapped in
Threadbare furs, my coconut a confidant for
Erie memories of love.
Silence broken my water's lapping.
Untitled Song (1/13/2015)
But I'm tried of fighting, kicking and screaming/
as you walk away, I'm standing up and saying/
This who I am/ even if you leave me/
I still love myself/
I'm trapped in a daydream, hitting shattered glass/
My reflection showing you the fragile girl inside/
I just want to feel safe/ know you're always there for me/
The road stretches on, always leading back home/
in the silence of my room/
I tell my walls what you mean to me/
That I'll never let you go/
Even when I see you on the street/
I still want to know you're okay/
Cause the sun rsies and no matter the word t
WT: Eight Ball (1/14/2015) VERSE 1
My eyes are windows/I let you in my soul/
I soared, your words filling my heart with hollowed hope/
When times were better than expected, our carcinogen love fueled me, made me whole/
I felt like a treasure/ I believed you were my own.
Fortune says "there's someone for me"/
In the silence I consider being alone/
The deeper you dig, babe/ the harder it gets to break down walls/
But I'm a Phoenix in reverse/ you're love an aphrodisiac igniting from the inside out/
lungs burnt from broken promises/I'm more than pieces you can rearrange/
my pasts a collective pile of ash/ I'll rise on red-gold wings able to believe in me/
You were like coming home
Sunlight and Periwinlke - Scene 04-1 (1/15/2015)
Connor skid to a halt in the kitchen, grasping his cell phone in damp hands. The towel around his waist shifted when he rubbed his hands dry. "H-hello?" he gasped. He fully expected a police officer to tell him his parents' plane crashed.
"Finally!" a familiar voice snapped. "Where were you?"
"Samantha?" Conner stammered. Her anger threw him off-guard. "What's going on? Why-?"
"It's no matter where you were," Samantha continued, ignoring his questions. "I need you to check on Rhys."
Conner felt his nerves twist. He hadn't spoken to his previous...friend in a year. Not since... "I'm not sure that's a good -"
"He's across the street," Samantha said. "If you don't, who will?"
Several names came to mind. "Ian."
"Left the group after he was harrassed for 'protecting a she-male.'" Sam hissed.
Conner winced. "Casey." He suggested. "She-"
Sunlight and Periwinkle: Secene 04-2 (1/16/2015)
Conner skid to a halt by the kitchen counter, struggling to button his jeans. Wiping his hands dry he grasped him phone, answering with a swipe of his finger. "H-hello?" he said, half expecting a police officer to report his parents' plane crashed.
"Finally!" a familiar voice snapped. "Where were you?"
"M-morning run," he answered. "Samantha what's going on? Why-?"
"Check on Rhys," she commanded. Her acid tone took his aback.
"I don't think..," he began, briefly remembering the fight two years ago, "that a good -"
Sam interrupted again. "Look, he hasn't answered his cell in a week, okay?"
Conner rolled his eyes. "Call Mike, or you know, the Pemberly's have a home phone."
A smack echoed through the receiver. "Damn it, just walk across the damn street!"
Nerves twisted his gut. Conner closed his eyes. "What about Ian? He was boarding-"
Sunlight and Periwinkle: Scene 04-03 (1/17/2015)
Conner skid to a halt, grasping the side of the kitchen table. It took a second for him to grip his cell phone. "H-hello?" he gasped, half expecting to hear a police officer reporting his parents' plane crashed.
"Where have you been?" a familiar voice snapped. The anger took Conner aback.
"I was-" he began, flinching at his friend's harsh tone.
"It doesn't matter," she snapped. "Go check on Rhys."
The mention of his previous...friend...set his nerves twisting. Conner hadn't spoken to Rach - Rhys (his conscious reminded him) - in two years. "Sam that isn't the best idea." Conner paused in the hallway between foyer and kitchen, unaware he had started pacing. "Just call his brother Mike-"
"Can't," Sam interrupted. "House phone's disconnected. Sides Mike went on the damn cruise."
The acid in her tone make Conner wonder...He shook his head. "Then call his...Rhys'," he
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