The Artist in you!

firmbeliever · Sep 24, 2007, 02:47 PM

"Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his nature into his pictures."
- Henry Ward Beecher

For all those who are creative in art-
Be it painting in acrylics,oils,guache,crayons, pencils,pen,ink or charcoal.
Or any other medium

We would love to see your art!

Disclaimer:It is upto each of you to protect your original works from being copied,please do take the neccessary steps to stop piracy of your work.

cal823 · Oct 25, 2007, 12:48 AM

im really not sure if i shud post the picture.........im okay with sharing it, just im not sure its appropiate to share, its related to this

http://www.askmehelpdesk.com/child-t...ol-143883.html

so i realy not sure if i shud show it to you guys.......soon i will show you some of my other stuff anyways

cal823 · Oct 25, 2007, 01:15 AM

kinda, you that short lookin person? (no offense intended! everyone looks short to me lolz, im almost 6 foot and still growing :s)

Clough · Oct 25, 2007, 01:33 AM

Well, I'm "almost" six foot, also. 5'9", to be exact!

Maybe, if I use the "rack" in the dungeon of an old castle, I will get to six feet!

I should be easy enough to stretch out at my age!

BiWiccanAndProud · Oct 25, 2007, 08:30 AM

Hey guys how's yer day going?

Clough · Oct 25, 2007, 03:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by BiWiccanAndProud

Hey guys how's yer day going?

Okay, so far. How has yours been?

BiWiccanAndProud · Oct 25, 2007, 04:54 PM

pretty good!!

BiWiccanAndProud · Oct 25, 2007, 07:48 PM

Hey everyone I wanted to show another poem. This one's a bit dark as it's about child abuse but it is one I'm very proud of cause a published poet told me she loved my work when I read it at a poetry read against domestic violence and sexual abuse.

Darkness

She’s alone again
Waiting for him
She wishes for light
Her safe haven
She wishes her mother
Would hear her words
But she just says
To stop her lies
Regardless the bruises on her skin and soul
Say other wise
She hears the creaks on the wooden floor
And his footsteps as he reaches her door
She curls into a tighter ball
As she hears him waiting in the hall
Now he comes in
Wearing a grin
Soon she smells his rancid breath
Her nose curls up at the smell
She trembles as she feels his hands
And hears his drunken laughter
She lets out screams that are not heard
As she tries to escape… but is just hurt
She feels his fists
On her delicate skin
Her body she tries to defend
But finds she just wishes it would all end
He grants her wish
By the end of the night
He puts an end
To her six year old life
And the darkness consumes her

What do you guys think?



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