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It's Fall! Leaves are changing, Caribou has pumpkin spice lattes, stores are selling pumpkin candles, and people are buying Halloween costumes! Coats, boots, and scarves are once again in fashion. The grocery stores are overflowing with apple varieties from Honeycrisp to Cortlands, to Grannysmith and Macintosh. It's the time for sharing hot apple cider and hot chocolate. The wind blows crunchy leaves across the road and you can just feel the weather changing. I've already made an apple & cranberry pie, and I can't wait for the next one: pumpkin. This time I thought about trying it with a real pumpkin.... I know right? Haha. I've heard the warnings, but I love a good adventure. In all practicality, though, canned may just be the way to go. Who knows? Maybe I'll get pumpkins anyways, just for decoration!
I LOVE this time of year.
I LOVE this time of year.
Comments? Anyone?
I don't write a lot any more, mostly because I'm too busy living it. My last piece, Empath, was by request. A friend asked me to write about something mythological. Using my most recent fascination, Full Metal Alchemist, as a basis for the feel, I found it easier than expected to bring a new specie to life.
That being said, has anyone read it? I follow a lot of artists on here, and I see incredible things every day! And I like to tell people when I think their work is beautiful, or moving, even if I only have a couple words. But when people read something, they don't tend to have a lot to say, so they usually ere on the side of caution and d
I want to be a mermaid today...
That's all really.
I was looking at the ugly, yellow-brown grass today. Watching winter melt into spring.
And I thought about how ironic it is that we call it "spring-cleaning". Spring is really very dirty.
I read a letter today. A very sad letter about something lost that I'll never have again, because of trust.
Do mermaids trust? Or do they just sing underwater?
I tried to sing under the water once.
It just sounded like bubbles and humming.
Hummmmmm. blub blub blub.
And then I had to come up for air.
I'm not very good at holding my breath.
Maybe I just want an escape.
An underwater fantasy.
Figuring it all out, one step at a time.
I don't want to be handled;
I want to be loved.
I don't want to be walked upon;
I want to walk upon the earth.
I don't want to listen to the music;
I want to dance.
I don't want to be seen;
I want to see.
I don't want to watch a change;
I want to make one.
Blah evening
I love DA, but sometimes I wish I had more to offer as an artist. Most of the time I spend time looking at other artists' work and encouraging them. Other time I like that there isn't as much pressure on my shoulder to perform in this visual art.
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