I believe i was born for artistic purposes. There was a point in my life where I was about to give up. I would stay up in my kama all night and write suicide notes. Highschool wasn't doing shit for me.
But then, I opened my eyes and saw something beautiful, a chance to make things right. to make my mother proud.
My brother is in college. Art college. He is studying game effects. He was my rolemodel in the art department, even though he's bully me in his free time. I would admire his drawings he'd make. He was a huge Dragon Ball nerd, and he's always be trying out their noses and eyes and muscles.
Now, that i am 17 and a half, I start to wonder where my life will start going. I want to be like my brother. Trying new things and acheiving them as my own.
My mother loves my drawings. But since she is a christian woman, she doesnt approve of my Guy on Guy drawings. I pag-ibig my mother, but i just wish she would understand why i'm doing what i'm doing.
I believe, to be an artist, you have to have something to inspire you. you have to be a natural, you have to be practicing araw and night nonstop. I been doing this since i was just 5, and i haven't stopped since.
So, here's my payo for all you future artists and artists to come. Don't be afraid to catch your dreams. capture them and make them yours. No one is stopping you, the world is your canvas.
pag-ibig you all~ Dreamcatcher321 A.K.A Sierra Chaney
if you want to check out my deviantart here it is:
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“You can’t!” I screeched, griping the thick damo beneath my paws.
“The whole forest will belong to the Pack of Shadows!” the dark lobo exclaimed enthusiastically, his balahibo flickering like shadows, “No lobo will stop us!”
I have to do something! I couldn’t let it end like this! Not with the alpha in this state! Not with the pack split in four!
“Out of my way pup!” he tossed me aside like a tiny mouse.
“No!” I leaped at him, biting and clawing with all my strength.
“This is pointless! You cannot defeat me she-wolf!” I felt him bite me and fling me away again. I was too tired to ilipat now, after traveling this far without resting, I can no longer breathe enough to live.
I’m over; this is the end of the Pack of Ice! I lay winded and defeated, awaiting death’s arrival patiently.
1. Leaving holes in the backstory.
As learned from Marty Chan, the human imagination is not only the most beautiful place in the world, it can also be the most horrific. If a person leaves some puwang empty (ex: "Tara disappeared after the encounter and was never heard from again....") , your mind will immediately fill it in, your imagination coming up with the most grisly scenario possible....
2. Waiting a REALLY long time for the killer/ monster to ipakita up.
The person becomes bored and even slightly drowsy, which makes them madami vulnerable to fear. If the antagonist pops up about halfway through (especially out of nowhere, and at night) they'll jump up as though just awaken from a nightmare. A little humor will definitely help if you're planning on doing this.
As learned from Marty Chan, the human imagination is not only the most beautiful place in the world, it can also be the most horrific. If a person leaves some puwang empty (ex: "Tara disappeared after the encounter and was never heard from again....") , your mind will immediately fill it in, your imagination coming up with the most grisly scenario possible....
2. Waiting a REALLY long time for the killer/ monster to ipakita up.
The person becomes bored and even slightly drowsy, which makes them madami vulnerable to fear. If the antagonist pops up about halfway through (especially out of nowhere, and at night) they'll jump up as though just awaken from a nightmare. A little humor will definitely help if you're planning on doing this.
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The moment you took your life
I felt mine ended too.
If I could only turn back time
there’s so much I would undo.
I didn’t see the warning signs.
You held them deep inside.
Struggles you were going through
you did so well to hide.
I’m left with guilt and sorrow,
and confusion as to why
you didn’t tell me of your pain
and felt you had to die.
The Sadness of the sight was just to much to bare
And now its me lying here
Cold,Crimson and Dead
You will never know how I feel inside,
The pain that still resides,
Happiness was once in my life,
Those days have long since ceased.
I felt mine ended too.
If I could only turn back time
there’s so much I would undo.
I didn’t see the warning signs.
You held them deep inside.
Struggles you were going through
you did so well to hide.
I’m left with guilt and sorrow,
and confusion as to why
you didn’t tell me of your pain
and felt you had to die.
The Sadness of the sight was just to much to bare
And now its me lying here
Cold,Crimson and Dead
You will never know how I feel inside,
The pain that still resides,
Happiness was once in my life,
Those days have long since ceased.
