This Week In Art- All the Skulls (and some photography)

In Art:

I have created other skulls to go with my flame coloured one, the Metal Skull is totally metal, and the Optical Skull is not what it seems. I’ve already spoken about Death in Red in the last blog, but he was the catalyst for the others, so it seems fitting that he’s in this one, next to his skull brothers.
I had a lot of fun playing around with the settings in photoshop for these guys, I played around with textures, lighting and gradients to get just the right feel for each skull. I’m really pleased with how they’ve turned out.

In Photography:

I also added these two to society6.  The countryside shot is of an old, derelict settlement on English moorland, complete with the obligatory sheep of course.  It’s hard to imagine anyone live there to be honest, the whole area is very spongey, and boggy in places.

The bee shot I took on a walk by the river last year, it was just begging to have its photo taken, so I obliged. When I say begging, it landed and stayed there long enough for me to catch this rather lovely shot.

photogenic-sheep-amidst-ruins-prints bee-on-a-daffodil-prints

 

In Writing:

A couple of weeks ago I submitted a short story to a be included in a halloween compilation, I heard back a few days ago, they love the story, which gladdened my bones.  The proceeds of the book will go to 22 Kill, which is a charity that is trying to eradicate veteran suicide through treatment and preventative measures.
I do have a few tweaks to make, but once the book is out it’ll be my first published piece, and for a worthy cause too. I’ll post more about this, and give it it’s own blog nearer the publish date, but for now, I know too little to tell you much.

The Micro Story Challenge-140 Character Stories

Image by Larisa-K

I stumbled on a game on facebook where friends would give  me  a number, a colour, and a random noun and then challenged me to create a micro story on twitter.

It was actually a lot of fun, here are my results.

Nine blue dolls are lined up neatly on my shelf. White faces seem to follow me out the corner of my eye. I quickly stuff them out of sight.

Fine ginger fur covered her toes like umpteen ginger kitty cats had moulted there. She didn’t like it when I called her Bagginses.

Life fled in a flash of light, only 7 breaths separated me from heaven. In the dark of death came a swish of purple fabric, Anna led me home

Thirteen was the number on her door, its orange paint now peeling. Behind that door she once laughed with spaghetti hanging from her fork.

Freestyle Writing Challenge- Teeth

Today Melfka nominated me in the Freestyle Writing Challenge I thought I wouldn’t get round to it for a while, but I went ahead and did it straight off.

The RULES of the challenge are simple:
1. Open an MS Word document
2. Set a stop watch or your mobile to 5 minutes or 10 minutes whichever challenge you think you can beat.
3. You topic is at the foot of this post BUT DO NOT SCROLL DOWN TO SEE IT UNTIL YOU ARE READY WITH A TIMER.
4. Fill the word doc with as much words as you want. Once you begin writing do not stop.
5. Do not cheat by going back and correcting spellings and grammar with spell check in MS WORD (it is only meant for you to reflect on your own control of sensible thought flow and for you to reflect on your ability to write the right spelling and stick to grammar rules)
6. You may or may not pay attention to punctuation and capitals. However if you do, it would be best.
7. At the end of your post, write down ‘No. Of words =_____’ so that we would have an idea of how much you can write within the time-frame.
8. Do not forget to copy paste the entire passage on your blog post with a new Topic for your nominees and copy paste these rules with your nominations (at least 5 bloggers).

 

I gave myself 5 mins and managed 290 words, with precious seconds lost to thinking what the hell could I possibly write about teeth.

Well, here it is:

Teeth, a mouth full of teeth is what he had, big, bright teeth that shone weirdly in the light. I couldn’t help but stare at them, they seemed too perfect, like they were too big for his mouth, teeth that were perhaps worn over his own.

More than once I swear he caught me staring, but I couldn’t help it. The light was dim on the train, highlighting just the two of us, me and the man with the teeth.

The lights flickered and I jumped, the man with the teeth was staring at me now, I tried to look like I did not notice, but I could not help but be unnerved. The train screeched as it came to a halt, I got off, one stop too soon.

It was only an extra 10 minuites added to my journey, a small price to pay to be away.

I heard footsteps behind me as I walked. Looking over my should I could see no-one, the lights flickered again. I increased my steps, the man had stayed on the train, I was sure of that, but it didn’t mean there weren’t other people.

My heart skipped as I worked myself up with imagined horrors.

There was no-one there, I was imagining things. The lights flickered again and a clink sounded out behind me, I looked over my shoulder again.

Nothing, no-one. With a trembling sigh I turned back, only to gasp at the sight of the man with the teeth, smiling now, wider and wider until his mouth stretched tunnel like before me.

I open my own mouth to scream, but no sound would come, all I could do was cower and tremble as the wet, glistening tunnel swallowed me whole.

 

I’m really sorry Nominees, but you are Hogan, Karen from Drawing Room Days, Liz Tipping, Becky Says Things, Nicole Storey.

Click HERE to find out what your challenge word is.

Twelve things I love about the beach.

sandy sea

The sound of the waves

 The smell of the sea

 The feel of sand under my toes

 The sun warming my face

 The feeling of childhood returning

 The feel of the wind in my hair

The first brave dip into the ocean

 The freedom of floating

 The euphoric grin when you come out of the water

 The fresh towel to warm and dry you

 The first thing you eat after a swim

 The embrace of home at the end of the day