|I basically do not stick to one style/technique...I've always loved to explore and try new things. But maybe someday, if I get tired, I can stick to one style, like most artists do...^^|
|I basically do not stick to one style/technique...I've always loved to explore and try new things. But maybe someday, if I get tired, I can stick to one style, like most artists do...^^|
|Written on September of 2013- 'Hadn't drawn something for quite a long time and I've been inactive at dA for let's say, almost 3 years!...there's only one thing to blame-WORK in the real world, y'know what I mean...|
Well, I'm on vacation now, so I've been drawing some stuffs again. I just submitted some of my old sketches, yet the most recently drawn are "Wild Hearts", "They Rightful Owner" eirol87.deviantart.com/art/Thy… and "Holding on to a Piece of Her," eirol87.deviantart.com/art/Hol… , as well as the Tsukiakari interpretation via sketch...there's more to come, hopefully. I finally posted "Holding on to a Piece of HIM"...obviously, the lady who's the best match for that gorgeous tattooed guy in the latter...hehe
***I'm still to submit a few more oldies which I recently found in my old drawer full of cobwebs, lol!
SEPTEMBER 20-24: I'll be submitting lots of oldies, 'hope you' could share with me what's your thought about them
Just a few details about some of my work here in dA:
***in 2008, before taking the Nurses' Licensure Examination, in order to release stress, I would draw one page per night of my own manga and story entitled Blue Rose Crescendo; the theme is romance. It's composed of 2 chapters only -Full Moon Confessions (15 pages) and Morning Kiss (19 pages)...it isn't that much and it's composed of rough pencil drawings only but even so, everytime I read it, it makesme...,LOL! the pages I've compiled in a folder -----> eirol87.deviantart.com/gallery…
***the work I've spent the longest time to finish: "Killua embroidery, best pose" (it took me 2 days, no rest!) here's the link: fav.me/d2rs5qp
***the poem that best describes me: HTAED--> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/HTA…
***my collection of poems--> eirol87.deviantart.com/gallery…
***the work that literally pictures my left hand and all the lines on my left palm: "Amidst the Sweetness" --> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/Ami… (yeah, I'm right-handed, now y'know)
***I named the girl Sofia in "Very Old Lineart: Real Version of Killua's Love?"--> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/Kil…
(well, what do you think? is the name ok?)
***have you seen a Kilua knight? --> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/Kil…
***the work that best pictures me: "here's me now"---> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/her…
***the background I enjoyed drawing the most: the one in "In an Ancient Temple"---> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/In-… (it's a drawing of a real temple in Japan which I saw in a magazine, too strenuous to draw but i did enjoy it, besides it was very challenging... 'hope you love the result)
***the poem I've written about love that I like the most: "Bittersweet"---> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/In-… (just as I like happy endings, well, all of us do!right?)
***the first Marvel character that I've drawn is Phoenix in "my first Marvel drawing"---> eirol87.deviantart.com/art/my-…
***aside from the Killua embroidery, i did a Tamahome embroidery too, which I included in the Folder: Anime Boys (but I did it on the wrong choice of fabric so it snugs the whole thing; I even had another embroidery which included HXH characters GonxKurapikaxKillua that went missing after the "Great Flood"...huhuhu*sniff)
***this may sound silly but in 2002, I actually made a Valentine card with Killua in it: "Killua (and his love) version 2"----- fav.me/d6msqg3 LOL!
***I used to draw a lot of anime characters from posters only as a way of practicing (see my practice drawings), but I wanted to create something unique... until one day, I realized I can already draw original characters and transform my thoughts/own idea into a piece of art that I can be proud of. The drawings I submitted here include those that I've done during my childhood days until the recent times.
hhmmm...what else...well, you can just visit my gallery if you have the time and I'd greatly appreciate it! Enjoy! ^_^
If you have time to spare, you can also read Blue Rose Crescendo, a romance story-turned-to-manga I made in 2008, or The Prince and the Maple Nymph, a story I've written which, for some reason, I've put into my journal entries just beneath my precious fave's...
SenseiHis eyes are differentSensei by eirol87
Enigmatic in some ways
Coldness is evident
as they crumple blue days
as gentle as lace
To emotions- no rhymes
as he covers his face
At times, its hue
is as dark as the night
and never turns blue
as it starves for a fight
It changes to green orbs
one like a cat's
as he turns to a beast
with ears like a bat's
Everytime he battles
with that one man
Same as he is
a reflection of who he is
Some battles never seem to cease
as he fights like a man
As the youngest, he truly is
The pride of his clan
And others are curious
To which kind does he fall
While others are envious
He surpasses them all!
Except for the chieftain
The life that he has- only him could end
the one he calls master,
but never his friend...his father!
He often belittles
a weaker plain man
So, that's who he is-
a heartless cold man!
My Holiday ArchangelMy Holiday Archangel by eirol87
When I sense an angel's presence near
All attributes of him-I do revere
I stand behind, awaiting queer
Stunned by the light of this angel near!
When I hear an angel's voice-so sweet
Earth turns to heaven and dreams do fleet
At last, I feel this heart could beat
After a long cold and placid sleep
When an angel sits beside me-still
I feel composed, I lose my fear
One smile could comfort, one touch could heal
With gentle music for the soul to hear
When an angel speaks of virtuous things
Countless are the thoughts he brings
Wisdom reigns upon his spread of wings
As bliss replaces all my sufferings
When an angel makes my heart beat fast
Then I wish for time to ever last
'Hope he'd descend from heaven each holiday
or wonder if forever-he could stay!
Yet others might see me as foolish in their eyes
To long for an entity not witnessed by their eyes
When an angel comes once in my life,
some may try to slay this feeling...but he'll remain alive!
Holiday BluesThat holiday, you said you were aloneHoliday Blues by eirol87
'just needed someone to care
You burst in tears, 'looked for someone
'Found no one to be there
I know 'twas terrible- how you felt
And as you said those words
I felt my heart was soon to melt
I know it truly hurts
Oh, how I wish I could be there
to comfort you, to show I care
I'd bring something, with you- I'd share
I'd ease that pain you cannot bear
Everytime you feel alone
and crying in an empty zone
One call from you, I will show up
and do all things to cheer you up
You may not say you're lonely
You may not let it show
You may not feel me deeply
as you chase your dreams and go
But walk away, dream big, dream free!
Keep climbing up, trust destiny
Be always what you want to be
If you get lost, please do remember me
Every holiday, I've been trying to let you know
When you're beaten up, I'm beaten twice, it's true!
When you're wounded by the world, I am cut open, too!
And if there's that one holiday that made you feel so blue...
'Tell you what - the
|please enjoy! that's all i can say...and oh, please enjoy life, too!|
WILDSTORM 'O6Silhouette of the tangled treesWILDSTORM 'O6 by eirol87
below a yellow moon
December brightens nights to freeze
that seem to end so soon
A furious storm still moved apart
two distant weary lands
Cold winds caress a lonely heart
where emptiness still stands
Slowly walking on a cold dark path
so wet to feel a chill
The darkness threats to cloak all paths
no gentle warmth to feel
I've done a lot, more than enough
to build a busy me
My feet are sore, my hands are rough
still you, my mind could see
The wild storm took it all away
all carried with the wind
But thoughts of you are left to stay
On which my heart had leaned...
Bizarre Love GameIt's easy to play with one weak heartBizarre Love Game by eirol87
With tactics in a plan too smart
Without a signal, you seize to start
Attempt to crash them all apart
When pain is felt, you strike and blow
Til all the heartaches you can throw
Come clashing down the useless show
and shallow stabs that you bestow
The lips could shut but eyes do scream
Of worthless things,you dodge all schemes
You have been fooled of what it seems
And love got tired, deceit redeems
You can't turn back and spoil the show
You can't take back the words you throw
But you can fight back, be free to go
And leave behind a battered foe
And then you feel a shred of doubt
After knocking all his feelings out
When pride creates an endless drought
Now I know not what life's about
For so long to think that I have won
But what I do to him, comes back a thousand tons
God, I've been so sick to play this game
But if I didn't, the outcomes are the same...
to the verbally abused...title: Stabbing Wordsto the verbally abused... by eirol87
just think that they don't mean
a single word they say
as they turn into devils
to kill you everyday
let deep wounds be healed by time
those made by piercing words
and stick your life in line
with their twisted crazy worlds
stay tough. be not affected
let those words be unheard
fear not,try to be fearless
like stone, be cold and heartless
often hearing stabbing words,
I'm a victim much abused
but so much crimes exist in thoughts
as i curse the ones accused...
Out of SightTitle: ChargingOut of Sight by eirol87
I kept it safely
I used it carefully
I valued it most
for its high, high cost
I cared for its presence
I cherished its existence
It was in my hand a minute ago
what a fool am I, I let it go
Damn, I lost it!
Someone took it...
In the Changing SeasonsIn the Changing Seasons by eirol87
Feelings, fragile like dead old grass
had grown in tact to let days pass
When they began to grow so fast
I cut them off so they won't last
Winter stays for eternity
The green won't grow and died mysteriously
Colors stay dull as they could ever be
As I force this love to stay away from me
Spring won't show up in misery
as freezing snow keep falling down on me
I feel the cold wind suddenly
as thoughts of you now keep on haunting me
Sweet hurting worsens deep within
as I chase snow in times of spring
There's one thing left for me to do
...and that is to give up on you
Traffic JamTraffic Jam by eirol87
With temper steaming and suffused
and blazing hot like fire
How can you think so clearly now
when war is your desire?
You can blame another man
declare the fight is on
But to suspect a helpless one-
a sin that weighs a ton
Speak nasty words, call others jinx
with hurtful tone and stare
And try to show a name that stinks
accuse with one straight glare
Spit out a word and then a joke
that's stabbing to the heart
Set up the flame until you choke
til bloodshed craves to start
You can doubt any person,
try to run down his name
Be sure you have a reason
that only truth could claim
HTAEDHTAED by eirol87
I dreamed of a moment
I dreamed of a wish
all has vanished
with all diverse
it could have been here
it could have been real
if I never woke up...
I've been free from this world
for no more pain and hatred
shall come and disturb
the ruling silence...
for I've been dead
Yes, that was the dream
and that was my wish
that bothered me
why it had to be...
Without SpaceI'll be busy filling upWithout Space by eirol87
this emptiness I feel
And now, start rising up
while slaying what was real
I wonder how you are
I wonder how I'd be
I completely pushed you far
'been drowned in misery
This love cannot be cherished
as feelings are withheld
With memories that have perished
as cold ice had to melt
The days had all been saddened
while freezing what is kept
As if nothing ever happened
as if nothing real was felt
I thought it would be easy
to live alone and free
But freedom-what would it be
...if you'll never be with me?
LongingYou have been gone for some time nowLonging by eirol87
I felt pain, so intense
I managed to move on somehow
deprived of any sense
Soon, smiles have brought a downcast gloom
and laughter drowns with death
In frigid moments inside this room
I'd choose to lose my breath
Please hold me once, I'm falling deep
in anguish and in grief
The dusk will slowly start to creep
There's more of gloom to sift
As thoughts of you will subtly come
Bit by bit, I die
No sound shall rule, all would be calm
I know you've said goodbye
Someday, myself- I'll surely find
and sing an old blue tune
But if you change your mind
I hope you'll back soon
Cry Until Something EndsThis moment, I just want to cryCry Until Something Ends by eirol87
The days of bliss has now passed by
Swiftly gone, they'll not return
It's time to take the next blue turn
This time, I am about to cry
Tears will slide down from my eyes
about to fall and flood my face
but pain was felt on weak old days
Deep inside, I cry alone
I thought my heart was just stone
And now I come to realize
that I've been fooled and hurt by lies
No, I can't stop these tears to fall
and I can't hide this pain at all
But if I had to crash before
I'd rather stand and cry no more...
***written on July 7, 2014
I was on my way home late at night. I attended the 7:30 – 8:30 PM mass at St. Mary’s Catholic Church near Oud Metha Metro Station. From there, ‘took about 30 minutes to reach Business Bay. And so, I arrived at about 9 PM, or should I say, past 9 PM already! There were no more cabs waiting on the lane by the station so I decided to walk the way across the so-called “desert” to reach my second home.
I was singing a jolly song while trudging my way through the intense desert air, my boots would dig deep, almost getting stuck into the cream-colored sand. The warm breeze of the night seemed to leave a superficial burn on my face and on the thin layers of exposed slit of skin on my forearms. Yep, my first summer here in Dubai! And seriously, I can’t get enough of the heat! ‘Just kidding!
Anyway, I was still feeling giddy and excited with the thought of finally resting my bone-tired body and drained soul into the soft sheets of the welcoming bed in the cozy room or perhaps, cuddle the sofa while watching a TV drama or two as soon as I reach home.
When I stepped on the sidewalk, I didn't notice at all that I was crossing paths with these two teenagers, both young boys at about 17-18 years of age. One of them exclaimed to the other, “she is so beautiful and very nice hair!” The other responded “yeah!” and they started whispering to each other, as if they were discussing an evil plan. I started walking fast as I ignored them and I was still singing a rock song a little loud as I usually do at this time of the night. Then the boy who spoke earlier said, “What did she say?” as I could assume he was having a big grin on his face, thinking that I was trying to relay a message to them…but no! Excuse me, I was just singing my song!
I thought that weird encounter was over as I walked farther from those two who stopped far behind at the edge of the street. All of a sudden, one of the boys jumped his way in front of me and started asking these questions---“Are you married?! Do you wanna marry me?” I didn't know how he got there too fast; he could have run so swiftly. I remembered one of my female friends telling stories about "instant" marriage proposals from Arab men that happened to a lot of ladies she know in her circle of friends---asking a woman's hand after his first glance on her face! (But I mean no offense to Arab people, as I do not want to generalize! I'm not saying all Arabs are like this, okay?) Well sorry, in our culture, it is quite odd...extremely odd!
Anyway, I wasn't that surprised ‘cause I know exactly how I should answer. I started responding with a big resounding “NO!” and I wanted to give him a big slap in the face but I know he is an Arab kid and I was thinking of the possible consequences so there was no choice but to control myself. (Duh! This is their country and what would become of me if they press charges of assault against me?! And if I’d be the one to press charges against them, it will surely be no good for I’ll be in the losing side. Well, believe me, racial discrimination still exists, and I hate it!)
When I said no, he even got more persistent as I walked even much faster, but then he followed me along the long path beside the bay, trying to stop me from walking. I started saying, “Hey!” with a frowned serious look to stop his behavior, ‘hoping he’d just walk away. When I think about it, that scenario might just be an ordinary scene to the other people who were walking by the sidewalk, thinking we were just an odd couple trying to make up after an argument. I also remembered, though I found this funny- when I saw another lady walking in the same direction (but she was wearing an abaya) and I told him, “Go to that girl! She’s more beautiful!” He just ignored and he attempted to touch my hair but I strongly refused and shouted, “Don’t touch me! Go away!” He was too young, yet too full of himself!
He kept on insisting “C’mon now, marry me…” and then, he started muttering some stuffs that no one would imagine a teenager as young as him would say! I started realizing that he was CRAZY, or he must be too high to say those stuffs (perhaps he must have taken some woolah, or something…sorry for the term, but I never have used this before in writing and this is the first time I've ever written this word). I was thinking of calling any of those security guards near each parking entrance to each tower, but then I chose to handle the situation alone…”This is just a crazy kid, I can handle him!,” I thought.
That moment, I was feeling very irritated that I really wanted to give him an uppercut, or just twist his head 360 degrees like how the professional assassins on TV would do it. I was like a boiling kettle with a tough irremovable cover. I didn’t care if he was good-looking; I was picturing myself scrubbing his face into the rugged earth! He must be a rich Arab kid who thinks he could get anything he wants in an instance. Indeed, what he was muttering was a big insult to me but due to the “high level” of self control winning over me and the fact that I have just gone to church on a Sunday, I let go of all the negative thoughts and just told him “Just pray to God, my friend…” He asked “Why?” I told him, “so that you would have a clear mind and clear thoughts,” and I continued to walk. Feeling disappointed, he later asked in return, “why would you not marry me?” I instantly answered in a sarcastic manner, “’cause you know what, being alone is the best thing in life! …so that you can find yourself.”
He responded, “F*** that!” Arrggh, the kid was getting into my nerves! Despite my resistance, he never stopped tailing me (as if he was a stalker!) until I reached the inside of the mall, halfway to the flat. I finally said, “You’re freaking me out now!” He got silent and then, he finally went away. Thank God! I didn’t want to think anymore of how worse the situation could become!
Thinking he might have just hidden himself and might follow me home, I walked towards the opposite way to the grocery store and was eventually forced to buy a few stuffs as I kept on looking around, making sure he was not there anymore. Yes, somehow, he freaked me out because of his persistence. Anyway, aside from feeling irritated, I felt pity on him, too for he is just another immature young man who desperately wants to grow up just to experience the “adult stuffs.” And that’s how I see it.
Too bad I wasn’t able to tell him what just came to my thoughts after I reminisced about all of what happened, what I should have supposed to tell him --- “Trust me, no girl would ever marry you if you have never learned to respect a person; if you find a girl whom you would respect the most and who will accept you for who you are, then I’d say that is the best time you could ever be ready for marriage…and one more thing, the money or wealth that you have now isn't really yours, those are what you get from your parents’ pocket, so do not be so proud of it!” Yeah, I should have driven him to a tongue-tied mode!
And marriage? Someone should teach him that it is definitely NOT a joke! A woman’s hand for marriage should never be asked after just a few minutes of meeting her. Marriage is sacred and this should be thought of when a man is determined that his feelings, as well as his partner’s feelings, are real…when both are ready to commit and be one in the eyes of God! Well, at least, this is my view and no one could ever change it for now. The truth is I wouldn't fear if I encounter him once again because I surely know how to respond. Some kids nowadays, like this one, are just too much! A marriage proposal like that (plus the extra words he was muttering) was never flattering but instead, extremely insulting!
Thinking about what happened, do I really look that “easy” for that boy to say stuffs like that to me? I don’t think so! I know myself better than anyone else. He just doesn't have that big R, that thing we call RESPECT! Whatever, rich Arab kid! If only I could just slap you in the face, or even more, do worse…
Well, for sure, this is just another story of a bad night. Dubai is still a very safe place, one of the safest that I know. You’ll just be very unlucky to encounter mean persons who could perhaps ruin one of your nights. It will be your choice whether you will let people like this create fear in you and let yourself be shattered in any way, or move on strong and set aside the negative energies.
Anyway, peace to all people…even to those who do not want to live in peace with you!
(I surely want to know your views on this matter...feel free to leave your comments below.)
|Oct.31 - yep, started a donation pool today! |
points that will be earned will be given to fellow deviants whom I think would deserve the point/s ^^
your act of kindness will be greatly appreciated!
this is a time as well, to express my greatest thanks from the heart to everyone who has donated! this makes me ( or a random deviant) really happy...ARIGATOU GOZAIMASU!
Thank you so much as well for the llamas, faves and the very supportive comments, and thanks to anyone who would even have the time to browse over my gallery or any of my work...hontoni, ARIGATOU GOZAIMASU!
Well, kumusta? (how are you?)|
A lot of lovely people here have been asking me if I ever took an art-related course...nope, well, I was NURSE- yep, a licensed/professional nurse...Sad to say, I never dreamed of becoming one (it's a very long story). Anyway, I landed a different job... Now, I am working in the UAE and I'm proud to be an artist here in DA...
I'm just an ordinary girl who loves to express herself through art, a self-taught artist...and dA's like an outlet for me. ^_^ Here, I can shout to the world that I am an artist! I joined dA not to be noticed but to let out these intricate thoughts and feelings I've been keeping within...
My life used to be filled with colors, but has recently been shaded with tints of gray...bit by bit, I've been attempting to retrieve those colors.
The thing I like to do the most in life is---to encourage people, and to be like the sun during their dark days, because seeing others bring out the best in them somehow adds to my happiness...and same thing was done to me by someone before when I was about to give up (a special one who has saved me in every way, though I haven't realized it soon enough... T_T
but enough with the T_T, I don't wanna cry here...
I am a happy person in general (except when I' think of the course I have taken XD) ... I smile and laugh a lot, and cry a lot, I dream a lot, I take a lot of pictures ...and of course, like everyone else, I just want to be happy!
I love drawing romantic scenes, I write romantic and dark poems...I pretty much draw anything under the sun- cartoon and anime characters, buildings, plants, animals, landscape, body parts, faces of people, my face, my shoes, my hands and blah blah blah(narci mode lol!) ...but I do want to draw something not existing in the real world.(and angels do exist!) sometimes, I'm more like a critique, I'm fond of browsing over others' works as they inspire me a lot...
I do not usually stick to one form/category of art, I try new stuffs and I draw depending on my mood. When I'm sort of happy, I do a lot of colored art, but during blue days, I do monochromes and sketches...^^
I do love anime and I watch all types of it , from dark anime to harem, depending on my mood but my all-time fave is HunterxHunter (well, of course, Killua's one of the coolest characters.LOL!) Recently, I've been watching episodes of Shingeki no Kyojin, Brothers Conflict and Blood Lad...would you even believe I watched No.6? ('cause I thought it was sci-fi, not until the 2 boys kissed!LOL!) I like Toradora!, KaichouwaMaid-sama, Darker than Black, Pandora Hearts, Death Note, Kuroko no Basuke and many more! (too many to mention, haha!) When I was young, I've been inspired by a lot of anime's, and watching them basically taught me how to draw colorful and fun stuffs. Though no one taught me how to draw, anime has contributed much to molding the artist in me. When I was in grade school, I never missed watching most of the anime that aired on TV (along with my siblings) and yep, we were often scolded by our dad because of that. He is very strict .
Well, anyway, those wonderful anime's that I've watched were all episodes of - BTX, Zenki, Thunder Jet, Fortune Quest, Blue Blink, Time Quest, Super Boink, Soul Hunter, Sailor Moon, Wedding Peach, Julio&Julia-Twins of Destiny, BeyBlade, BrainPowerd, FushigiYuugi, Cooking Master Boy, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Yuyu Hakusho, Saber Marionettes, DragonBallZ, Pokemon, Digimon, etc. (have you watched any of these, too? ^_^)
I even watched some drama anime- Remi, Georgie, Wakakusa Charlotte, Sarah-the Little Princess,Remi, Mary and the Secret Garden, Romeo, etc. haha!
I paint, I draw, I sketch, I embroider artworks, I do crafts, I write poems, I illustrate some poems/songs, etc. just for a hobby. Yep, a certified hobbyist. ('wish my job's related, but it isn't, and will never be... 'was forced to take up a different course T_T) I consider myself a beginner, an amateur...because I've got lots more to learn. As Ryoma Echizen says it--- "mada mada dane." (meaning here -> answers.yahoo.com/question/ind… )
In general, I'm a traditional beginner artist.
I seldom have any request to anyone, but here in dA, I just have one request to all: if by any chance you are to use any of my work for personal or any other reason, please do ask for my permission first. thank you...
***btw, when I comment on any artwork, I do it as honestly as possible...so when I say that your work is nice, good or great...shinji nasai!!! (believe it!) because every artist within us is AMAZING!
Art is life and life is art, itself..and how it would appear will depend on how you color it! nevertheless, be it colorful, or be it dark and gray, it is still a great wonder!
I highly encourage everyone to---NEVER GIVE UP ON ART!(even if your parents/other people stop or discourage you from doing your art stuffs, even if school or your job requires more of your time, even if you are already a grown up)
...and one more thing---
*****JIBUN O SHINJITE! <3
Yet again, I am an artist by heart...and no one can take that away from me. If others would try to take that away, then they would need to rip my heart out...
thank you for reading this...
have a sweet and fantastic day! ^_^
Favourite genre of music: rock and mellow, anime music...varies depending on my mood
Favourite style of art: traditional, very detailed artworks, conceptual romantic, monochrome
(I used to draw a lot of colorful ones, but 'guess I lost those colors ; recently 'got stuck on monochrome for some reason)
***"It's funny yet sad, when you had your heart broken yet he never really knew how you felt for him..."
***"I hate reality, and we cannot change it if we become one with it ..."
***"I can easily draw what I can see but I try hard to draw what I cannot see..."