Elk�pzel�sem sincs mit akarok ezzel, de kezeket akartam rajzolni (mert vacak vagyok bel�l�k, musz�j), meg erd�ket, mivel �pp egy dokut hallgatok a rejt�lyes elt�n�sekr�l nemzeti parkokban vil�gszerte, �s van egy dal (a warm place egy remixe) amit�l folyamatosan erd�ket l�tok magam el�tt. Ehelyett valami ilyen j�n ki a kezem al�l 

klikkre nagyobb, de mint l�tszik rajtam k�v�l senkinek nem �ri meg jobban megn�zni 

So, I was wondering if I ever promised myself to continue my sketch-blog thingy...? I used to have a blog on freeblog.hu (the site that graciously forgot to warn its users of its sudden closing ) where I posted all of my visual arts endeavors - this basically meant, that if I ever raised a pencil (or pen) I posted whatever came out of it. Did I ever mention this here, and if so, have I already promise myself to continue the unsightly tradition on here? I always promise myself a gazillion things and I break all those promises on the first chance I get...

Oh well! Further hand practice and a weird harry drawing (click to enlarge)

In my defense, the Harry drawing started as an attempt to draw more complex body positions:  his upper body faces to his right and his lower half to his left. I also lifted his legs simply because I never do that, and I wanted to practice that. It was good for trying to broaden my horizons, but yes, the outcome is very broken and the proportions are, well, something I will definitely have to look into seriously 

But eh, I guess it's okay for a 30-minute something for now 

It's a shame I forgot to post this here, but yesterday (April's Fools) was pretty crazy on deviantart, and lo and behold, I finally took part in something genuinally fun! Wo-hoo!

The main idea was, that draw something that is directly related to the Biting Pear of Salamanca - an artwork originally posted by the insanely talented ursulav. The original piece is as inspired as it is odd yet beautiful. It decipts a chipmunk wearing something that resembles a toga, taking picture of a huge pear with a set of human teeth. In the background, you can spot two giraffes lazily strolling about. It's an amazing piece, I swear. Click to bask in the greatness of Salamanca.

Even got a badge to show for it 

Being a low-fl�ying bird (my animal of choice is a rather small raven) I got defensive about the repeated warnings on this pear potentially eating me, so I decided to put that frustration on canvas. And the glorious "artwork" I submitted:

Bad hands, rather sketchy, half-baked, too bright colours, overall crap, bla, blah, blah, but oh well. I finished something! 

As I struggle to transcribe my endless hand-written ramblings onto here (and not publishing them, because what's that even for), let me share a new favourite:

When I heard it for first I didn't pay much attention at all, but it grew on me fast.

So, this one is to all of you contemplating ending it all. Beautiful, as in a person overall, not (just) plain physical beauty.

And, while the lyrics might seem to be one-dimensional and repetetive, there is truly little one can say (or, that is worth to voice) to someone strruggling with thoughts of suicide. The message is simple. Do stay with us. That everything that you are, that is beautiful. To me, and to everyone else too, whether you can see it or not.

Vast - Beautiful

Stay with us my darling
Tomorrow is a brighter day
Stay with us my darling
There are so many things to love

You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to everyone

Heaven is a place I cannot see
When I'm beside you it's so close to me
These are the reasons you should stay
There is so much that you can give

You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to everyone
There are so many things to see
You are so beautiful to me

You're a diamond I can't buy
You're a sin I can forgive
And when you sink into the dark
Know that I am there with you

You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to everyone
There are so many things to see
You are so beautiful to me

You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to everyone
There are so many things to see
You are so beautiful to me

So, I kept an offline diary for, like, ~1 week and a tumblr private post format thingy to record the mundane. Simply, because a few days back (well, this could very well be a week or two, now that I think about it) I realized how some of my biggest questions about my self could be very easily answered if I just look back ~10 years into the past, where I was much less refined (not that I am refined now in any ways shape or form). Also, it's cool to just go back in time to see where the hell I was and what was I doing on XXXX. year XX. month's XX day.

I guess.

So, I record all the mundane now. Considering most of those posts are very private, this won't be too visible for the outside world, but no one ever reads this lame site (I wouldn't read it either, so I'm not salty about that lol) so I guess we good. 

:D