Quote of the day: "You don't have to worry about me, Brother. I'm all murdered out."
~ Sideshow Bob, The Simpsons
Well, I did say that I was dying to try stretching watercolor paper like canvas...I've done two. I guess I really do need to get out more, since I had totally forgotten that you can buy stretchers at Michael's. Now that I've done these two, I can see that I won't have any more trouble with buckled paper. Yay!! I never have gotten the hang of stretching the paper on a flat surface. No matter what tape or surface I use, it always comes loose, buckles and makes a general mess. Now to get my act together and paint.
I suppose that I don't even have the excuse of 'no way to show my artwork off on the internet' anymore since one of my gifts this year was a digital camera. I can't use it just yet, though. It is only compatible with good ol' Win98 and USB ports ~ neither of which I have on my poor relic of a computer. I think I'll look into getting a Mavica, so I can use regular 3.5 disks and not worry about compatibility. People also have great 'luck' capturing orbs on...I almost said 'film'.
The jury's still out on the subject of using digital cameras in ghost photography, especially in the case of orbs. People seem to have such good luck photographing orbs with digital cameras, it makes me wonder if it isn't something inherently wrong with the way the cameras are designed. Evidently, I'm not the only one to wonder that because I have seen several critiques on the subject on the web. On the other paw, there is the hypothesis that the reason digital is the way to go in ghost photography is the flash sequence. In regular cameras, the shutter is opened and the flash goes off a split second later. It is supposedly just the opposite in digital cameras. Evidently, the theory is that ghosts and the like use the energy given off by the flash to manifest and regular cameras just don't catch it.
Like I said, the jury is still out on that one.
I do have one idea for a painting ~ an angel from a cemetary in Westmoreland. It 'belongs' to a sailor that died during WWII. Ever time I go there, I am drawn to this particular grave. I think it's because it's the most distinctive one in the place. It has a nice, goth look about it with the green/grey lichens growing on it.
Oh yeah...I'm a ringmaster now! I decided to start my own ring on Webring (now that they've gotten away from Yahoo), especially for those who feel that their journals didn't seem to fit in with other rings out there, whether they be too strange; kooky or just blah. It's called '...Let's talk about ME!... Here's the graphic I created for it:
Hehehehehehehe.
I've been thinking again (ut oh...). You know, a good deal of the time, I feel like two different people. There's the outer 'me' and the 'inner' me and the two don't 'match'. I feel as if the 'outer' me was created to blend in, to hide in plain sight ~ which, come to think about it, may have subconsciously been the case. The last few years have been...interesting, to say the least. I didn't realize that this would be so difficult to 'talk' about...I'm having a hell of a time putting words to these feelings.
Let me say it this way: I'm feelin' goth in a fluff bunny world. Oh god. Shoot me now.
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