Abyssal Refuge

A rainy morning…I’m off work…the squirrels are fed…the tea is on...and while I have a full day of productivity scheduled, I just need a short moment to be still and reflect while waiting for pain reliever to kick in.  Thought about making this another private journal entry, but then figured an art life update might do the blog game some good. Yay for public therapy.  The journal itself is already riddled with entries on existential struggles regarding purpose, life decisions, mental health, the fleeting nature of life, and what my Creator might allow me to contribute to this world before I leave it. I promise I’ll forego those details, for now, but suffice it to say of all the soul-searching, life studies, and re-inventing of myself I’ve done over the past several years, two things have remained the same…and strengthened:  my relationship with God and my passion for creation in the broadest sense. The paths I’m supposed to take and doors that might open or close remain bl...

The conviction that I should share this isn’t making the act any easier. This kind of public honesty comes at no small price. However, with the chance to make a positive difference in someone’s life (especially around the holidays), and the reminder that tomorrow is not guaranteed, I’ve made my decision. Actually, I made it over a week ago and then lost my nerve. LOL The amount of divine intervention it took to steer me back on track was not subtle. We’ll leave it at that. I’ve taken extended leave from my job for more than simply spending Christmas with family; although, that’s a huge deal for me, and I treasure my time with them. I’ve been trying to write a story over the past 14 years and flesh out concept artwork that has gone largely undone due to the lack of time to immerse myself in the process like I feel I need to. This book happens to be the one thing I crave to complete before meeting my Maker. Why? Despite its fantastical façade, the story will embody the intricacies ...

art by UniqScheick12 "The flow of time is always cruel... Its speed seems different for each person, but no one can change it... A thing that doesn't change with time is a memory of younger days..." ~Sheik, LoZ:OoT This massive post brought to you by the inner musings of a gal who was just gifted with an awesome gold Triforce pendant and is nostalgically listening to her LoZ playlist ~ My brother had it personally made overseas without knowing it's something I've always wanted. I've illustrated myself with something of the sort for many years, and even made one out of clay a few years back - but a clay pendant wasn't exactly the kind of piece I'd had in mind. Needless to say, I flipped. lol It makes me really happy~ Why is that, though? I've often wondered what outsiders think of this simple symbol when they see it. Sierpinski triangle? :p It's amazing how much more meaning it holds for me (and other avid Zeld...

It's been a good while since I last posted an entry. Even though there is a long list of things I still want/need to record here, some of the subjects I have lined up are waiting on project updates and others require a certain amount of time and inspiration to properly convey. But, recently, I've been thinking about something I've got the time and drive to briefly go over now. I have known a lot of artistic people in my life who choose not to use their skill. I'm floored every time I talk to someone who has the potential and, for whatever reason, justifies not exercising it. Many times it's "I don't have time" or "I have more important things to be doing" or "it will never get me anywhere." It may just be hard for me to understand because I eat, sleep, and breathe in the realm of art. I bled, sweat, and cried over it in college earning my degree. The act of creating things satisfies me and brings me peace, comfort, and inspira...

Been a while! Since I started work at Best Buy, my personal life has once again slowed up a bit in terms of getting things done...including getting blog entries up. The list of stuff I want to record just keeps growing, and I even have days set aside FOR blogging, but...priorities, you know. = / Anyway, this one should be simple and quick, so I'll go for it. I just carved my first pumpkin in about 6 years, so I wanted to document it. It looks a little...uh...crooked. xD My carving skills aren't that great. But I like how it turned out over all. The initial cut. I love the inside of pumpkins. It's slippery, but cool. xD I later cleaned the seeds and roasted them. I made a pumpkin man from the guts! He's contemplating his strange existence... Love me some pun'kins~ Hollowed out I found the shavings pretty, okay... :p Instead of taping on a pattern, I drew it on...with a sharpie. Bad idea. So, I went over the sketch lines with acry...