It's amazing how dreams can affect people the minute they wake up, even though they aren't real. I just love how one dream I had last night turned from something good into something bad. I had a vivid dream of a strange place that was completely alien to me, but was something magical and something new. It was just like traveling to a new place on one's vacation. It was the setting of a coastal town, and along a stretch of a road alongside a beach when the day was drawing to an end. Everything seemed okay while walking down this stretch of road, there were people chatting away, families enjoying themselves on their holidays. Then one moment into the dream, I looked back and saw a massive pitch black cloud of dust about a mile back. The dust was scuttling slowly towards us. It was then that I noticed people's change of mood, as their happy emotions turned into cries of terror.
And that was the moment of awakening, to a room that was dark. Then I suddenly had pondering thoughts. What if this actually did happen? Where would we go? How could we escape it?
I think what's more shit scary about these types of dreams is that they aren't really out of the realms of impossibility. In reality, it could happen... anytime.
I used to like going to the cinema, and I still do sometimes. It's just that there never seems to be anything worth going to see lately. I won't knock down fans of Twilight, but it just seems to dominate the movie screens, and it irritates me to see that bum face Edward and that emotionless cow Bella get the limelight. I heard even fans of the series aren't too happy with this 4th installment.
There is one movie that interests me though, but I'm in two minds about watching it due to the disturbing nature. That movie is about the Australian murders during the 90s in "Snowtown". I usually don't like movies that glamorize such events, but I can't help but to think how interesting the trailers looked. It appears gritty and the acting has been praised by many periodicals.
Oh well, I'll just watch the DVD release like I always do nowadays.
That's how I feel sometimes, but no, not me. It's actually the title of a painting I'm doing. I'm having trouble finishing it at the moment because this room is so cold. I know us people from Britain go on a lot about the weather, but I'm one of those people who just can't stand cold weather.
The painting in general was originally digital work I uploaded couple of years ago on DeviantArt. It's of a Christmas theme, so it's fitting for the time of year.
I'll just leave a photo of the artist at work since the painting is incomplete. A crappy one with the way it turned out, and you also can't see me too well. But I actually prefer that since I hate looking at my ugly mug. Really though, this photo is just a reflection on who I am.
God, I love this series. I love all those bizarre characters that have their own stories to tell. Although they are all played by 3 actors, they still have their own unique individuality - just like real people. Sometimes I believe I should belong in such a place, amongst all the other weirdos in this small town community. A world where surreal events take place, and nothing ever seems quite... right.
Cheers lads for opening up my imagination to a whole new world.
I just thought about keeping tabs on life here, a kind of hidden corner of the web. So yeah, I'll feel more comfortable writing here my thoughts.
Another day nears the end, and I'm officially tired. Never get that many commissions, but I was asked to make another Blackadder portrait for a guy in Gibraltar. It took a while, but it turned out pretty good I think. I think I made a much better painting this time around.
I must say, I enjoy getting commissions as I like making stuff for people. But also the added bonus of getting paid too. :D