|My current favorite artwork of mine: Ghost Adventurers.|
|Happiness comes and goes but it seems the depression always remains. The following artworks were created during the darker and more emotional times of my life.|
|Most of the artwork in my Dream Times collection was created while I was in a positive mood which is reflected in the artworks. You'll find no sadness here, just dreamy imagery from my eccentric imagination.|
At the moment I am multitasking; listening to the Beatles on my iPod while writing like mad and browsing the web while downloading a few things. Also, Aayla is asleep next to my leg with her head resting on top of my portable desk thingy that I have my notebook computer and wireless mouse on. She was watching me work but then eventually fell asleep. I woke up (not by choice) around 2 or 3 am but was unable to get back to sleep. Maybe that's for the best as I was having some really strange and disturbing dreams during the brief time I was actually asleep. I'm okay though, a little sleepy but I'll fix that here in a minute with a pot or two of coffee, and I seem fine except that I can feel the painkillers wearing off and my headache is returning. I don't feel particularly sad or hopeless, for now. I'm trying rather desperately to get back to work on my art projects. So far it is very hit and miss. Oh, Aayla is doing fine now which makes me very happy. Her lip is looking better every day and she's almost finished with the antibiotics which is great because she's getting sick of them (when I first started giving them to her, it was okay, but now she's not wanting to cooperate with me which sucks because I have to give her the stuff twice a day until the bottle is empty). If I'm not still feeling weird and it's not too hot outside, I might brave the sunlight and take her for a walk later. It would be great for both of us. If not today then tomorrow. I have to start getting out regardless. Strange how I know that I need to do something but convincing my own self of it is a damn impossible task. I truly am my own worst enemy.
Remember that graphic novel I wrote and illustrated called Journeys of Shelby Bly and that although it was completed, I wanted to go back and fix the illustrations and such so it would be ready for both physical and digital publishing? Well, I'm glad I never got around to that. I was looking at it yesterday or the day before and thinking about various aspects of it. It needs far more than fixing. I'm going to just start over completely by writing a new and improved story that uses some/many of the elements of the original but enhances them greatly. I started brainstorming the new story early this morning (what else was I going to do since sleep eluded me?) and so far I have three pages of new ideas and such. A little more in-depth brainstorming and then I'll get around to writing the brand new first draft. I might even take a break later and work on some new concept art (there are some things about the old characters that I think need changing still yet) which would be fantastic because that would be me doing some artwork. Not a full "artwork" per se, but certainly better than nothing at all which is what I've been doing for far too many months now. The new story is/will be longer with more backstory, more character development, improved logic, slightly darker, and more other things that are good. What do I mean by "improved logic"? Halfway though illustrating the story the first time around, I asked myself "uh, why exactly is Shelby going on this adventure?" and I wasn't able to really answer myself which is terrible. I've already found a way to fix that in my brainstorming, thank goodness. No ETA on when I'll get started on or finished with anything. Shit happens when it happens and that's all there is to it.
Well, I wanted to get to work on some new artworks since it's been so long and now that I have Poser Pro 2014 AND Reality 3 for Poser which I can't wait to try out. I looked though some of my notebook of ideas and didn't even get all the way through it before I stopped looking… which is strange because some of the ideas I actually did read through appealed to me. I guess I'm just not into the artworking mood yet. Maybe after I work on my newly revised and revisited graphic novel for a while I will be inspired to create some new artworks. I hope that is the case because to think otherwise is very depressing.
I said I wasn't going to do it but I finally gave in and bought the new Tomb Raider game for Xbox 360 (it was marked down to $35). I don't know how far along I am in it even though it has a little percentage thingy that says how far along but I keep forgetting to look at it. It is good and I can definitely see why this is the first Tomb Raider game (I think) to be rated MA. I stopped playing yesterday because after half a dozen times of trying to navigate some river rapids without getting gruesomely impaled (and continuoiusly getting gruesomely impaled) I decided to give it a rest for while. I might give it another go today and I might not. I applaud Crystal Dynamics for finally focusing more on story and character development and not on making her tits jiggle (she actually has a realistic bust size in this game, so shocking). I do plan on finishing it, eventually but I can't say I'm addicted to it like I was any of the Mass Effect games or even my most recent previous purchase which was Lego Harry Potter 2 Years 5 – 7 and that was really damn addicting but most of the Lego games are each in their own devious ways. I know my next game purchase will be (once it goes down in price) will be Lego Marvel Heroes because who could possible resist a Lego-ized Tony Stark and Hulk? Seriously. I also have some new DVDs to watch that I haven't gotten to yet including the entire Robot Chicken Star Wars Trilogy. Maybe I'll play one of those DVDs during lunch or something…
To summarize, I think I'm slowly starting to get back to normal… whatever my normal is anyway. At least I'm trying to get back which is more than I can say about the past… uh… three or four months. I'm going to log off now and either get back to work on my brainstorming for the revised graphic novel, take Aayla for a walk, or get my ass to the post office to mail off something I sold on eBay that I ended up getting far less for than I expected which truly sucks. I just noticed that it is 8am. I am not sure how to feel about that. Am I surprised that it is already 8am because where did the time go or that is it only 8am when I thought more time than that had passed this morning. Now please excuse me whilst I sing along to John Lennon's I Am the Walrus because I love this awesome song.