Written: 21/4/10

"This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death. It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery. My village. In a word? Sturdy, and it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunset. The only problems are ( Read more... )

Fandom: Torchwood
Title: I can't go back to yesterday - because I was a different person then.
Rating: PG. 
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Summary: AU. This is fairly short, about 450 words. The room was softly lit, sunlight drifts in through the only window and lazily dances on the walls. It was a comforting glow that wrapped around Ianto, chasing away the ( Read more... )

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Key ~ Complete | WIP | Abandoned / 1 year+ since last update.

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 Another watercolour.

Just so you know, to do the details in the black ink, I used a dip pen rather then a brush, because the dip pen is easier to control.

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 Another watercolour!

Just a side note, the character was originally supposed to be white, but the stencil I made completely failed at it's purpose. Ah well.

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I love watercolours, I love using them, I love how other people use them, and I love the soft colours they produce, and the bright colours that you have to work to reveal.

I also love using ink on top of watercolours. Because ink tends to give stronger colours, and lets things stand out better.

Anyway, I bought a bunch of really cheep canvases, and ( Read more... )

 Another one!

Just an FYI, the figure in the background is a girl with a scarf, and not - as my mother thought - a rabbit.

Also; I didn't design the backing paper, it came in a pack of paper, that I can't remember the name of. I just felt it prudent to disclaim it.

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I need to start moving things over from my old journal, but I won't be moving much,only things I like/feel are worth keeping. I'm going to start with this story, which was brought on by 'Holocaust Week' in school two years ago. I'm going to post two versions; the original, and the rewrite which I used as my creative writing coursework for my ( Read more... )

 I like my hands.

... I didn't realise how odd that would sound until I typed it.

But I digress.

I like my hands. It may seem like an odd thing to like about oneself. Lots of people like their eyes, or their hair or figure. Heck, lots of people convince themselves that there's nothing to like about them, but I assure you, some one will like something ( Read more... )