Evasive Words
Words just flutter by
On a quest to be captured
By an empty mind
An empty mind waits
Eager for its fulfilment
And ready to go
Ready to go, yes,
But still waiting for that catch
As words flutter by
ATC: Wyvern
So. I had planned on posting a new ATC each week for my new Mythical Beings and Imaginary Friends series. And here I am posting another ATC, a day after the first one.
Why? Well, thank you for asking. I so enjoyed creating yesterday’s Phoenix, I decided that I couldn’t wait until next week to do another, so went right ahead and created one right here right now. Well, earlier, as you’ll be reading this after the event.
Today’s Mythical Being is the Wyvern. Often mistaken for a dragon, wyverns have two legs whereas dragons have four. It’s an easy mistake to make, but don’t go calling a wyvern a dragon. They’re quite touchy.
Once again pastels, gold and silver markers and gel pens were used for this mini creation (2.5 inches by 3.5 inches is the ATC size).
If you think I’m a dragon
More fool you
Dragons have four legs
I have two
I have long strong wings
And a sharp barbed tail
Try to find me
You will surely fail
But pay attention
Look up and down
You may see my images
All around town
If it’s a dragon
That you think you see…
Remember the Wyvern
Remember me
I’ve reposted this little rhyme I’ve written about the Wyvern quite a few times, so I think it’s due for another outing.
Tomorrow, I shall try for a written post. But me and plans, y’know…
ATC: Phoenix
I’m back to being creative again… well, a little anyhow.
I’ve decided to venture on to a new series of ATC creations. ATCs (or Artist’s Trading Cards) are small artistic creations that measure 2.5 inches by 3.5 inches. The last time I created ATCs was during July’s World Watercolour Month, when I did them using the medium of watercolour. Goes without saying really.
This time around, however, I’m not limited to watercolour. That isn’t to say I won’t use watercolour, as I probably will, but with ATCs anything goes, as long as that anything fits within the boundary of the tiny blank canvas.
For today’s ATC, I’ve used pastels, gel pens and gold and silver marker pens. ‘Phoenix’ is the first in my Mythical Beings and Imaginary Friends series.
This is my first time at using pastels, and I found them quite easy to use and very smudgy! I’ve never washed my hands as much as I have whilst creating this little picture, but it was all fun. It passed a couple of hours as I got carried away with it, which is good.
Both images on this post are a little misleading as they don’t actually show the real size, but as the series progresses you’ll see that they really are ATC size.
Spirits and Such
I’ve been out in the Grinds again, taking photographs of random whatnots. The sky started to turn very dark at one point, and I was quite drawn to how the sunlight was forcing its way through the cloud cover. Can you notice anything in this photo?:
It was when I was looking through the photos afterwards that I spotted the first Spirit of the Sky. It wasn’t visible in the brightness of the normal sky, but in the photographed version it was quite clear. Here’s a closer version of what I saw. Is it any clearer yet?
This is as close as I can go as the photo is now starting to pixelate. Can you see the face of the female spirit looking upwards? It looks as though she is holding out her hands as well. Her eyes and hair, to me, are very clear, in the centre of this image:
The second Spirit, this time a Spirit of the Trees, appeared after I’d taken a photo of some planes that had flown over. There has been a lot of airplane activity of late, which is most unusual, with three or four aircraft flying over together, which is something I’ve never seen before. I’ve seen a convoy of helicopters fly overhead, but never planes. In this photo, I’d managed to capture two of the planes in the distance. The third was just ahead, but hidden by the trees.
The Spirit of the Tree made himself known to me as I was attempting to edit the photo to enhance the colours. All of the photos in this post haven’t been enhanced, only cropped (apart from the header image, that is.) This next photo is a closer look of the Tree Spirit; I’ve kept the planes in to show it is the same photo as above.
And here he is. Once again, the photo is staring to pixelate, but can you see the Green Man looking skywards through the leaves? I usually see lots of different Spirit’s faces through the leaves, but not the Green Man usually. If you look closely, you can see another face peering out just below him, and the more you look a whole host of other faces appear:
I think it is quite surprising the amount of things we see that aren’t actually there. Or are they?
Wordle: Special Delivery
The band played loudly as the secret agent made his way to the back of the smoke-filled bar. His way was blocked by a thuggish-looking doorman.
“Why should I let you through?” He asked, menacingly.
The spy laughed in contempt, holding open the bag he was carrying to reveal the contents to the doorman. Not one word did he utter.
“Good answer.” The doorman pushed open the heavy door to let the man in the over-sized overcoat walk through.
The bare walls and stone floor of this room caused the spy to reflect on his career. I remember the days I’d go on proper missions, he thought as he heard giggling coming from yet another room off this one. He picked up a small square card from a rickety table in the corner, and did as the instructions told him.
He left he pizza on the table, and took the small wad of cash that had been left beside the card. He kept the change. Still, the pay’s good in this malarkey.
He lifted his collar, pulled open the heavy door once again, walked straight passed the thuggish doorman, across the bar and out through the exit into the night.
A slightly different attempt at the Wordle this week, as I’ve used the words in a short (200 word) tale, rather than one of my random rhymes.
