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Worley fucked Laura and I should be doing my work…but what for?? I feel sick
I have been hiding from myself and everybody..
I have been hiding under a mask of happiness, deluding myself, trying to tell myself that I was happy, and normal...
This year has been so awful for me and my family…my daddy commit suicide…he escaped the world…did he regret it? Who knows…he obviously felt no reason to carry on living…I know how it feels to think that…but if you leave it long enough…that pain turns to revenge…I will kill laura…
I wore a brave face...can't even describe all the things that happened to me during this time mainly because it would take forever that and I really don't feel like it. But anyway during I thought of suicide pretty much the whole time but the only person that kept me going, that kept me happy was Worley…he’s never had someone to hold him while he rests, look him in the eyes and cry, kiss him and caress him…. I was his one and only…and he was mine… we took the rough with the smooth….he was the love of my life. I love him like there was no one else in the world…but then he broke my heart… he obviously had no idea how much he meant to me. I fell in love with him…and every time I’m with him i fall in love with him all over again. You know the one thing that i want and that one thing is to just be with him.
He has killed me… I am nothing…I Cut my self, I was desperate…I wanted to prove a point …I dont know what to do... i dont know if i can take the pain of cutting my self anymore ... but i dont know if i can take the emotional pain that i have built up inside of me either....I won't kill myself, cos then I'll be just a statistic in the world. I don't want to be another number. That would be worse than staying in this world. And I dont want strangers sympathy. I don't want people seeing reports in the newspaper of my death and saying "poor kid." I don't want it…. But ive been pushed to the edge and im desperate to do something…I'm gona stick around, I'm gonna be something big. And I'm going to punish everyone whos hurt me…I know that…but im drained ive been played as a fucking joke….and its not fair.
The Love of my life, the only person that vauguely cared at all…cheated on me…made love with a whore called laura…and then had sex with me too…I was played a fool…
With out a condom…Im scared…shes a slag….
Something I only shared with him…he has shared with her…
On New years eve..after we vowed to be together for ever…
A LITTLE BIT ABOUT MY WORK : After my trip to St Ives, Using my photographs and studies that I did while I was there I decided to explore moving water. I have been inspired very much by the frothy waves I saw in Charlestown, Cornwall. Water has always fascinated me, the continuous movement, the reflective quality and the way it can keep one mesmerised for hours and the way it provokes thoughts and ideas. I have experimented with a mixture of different media as an expressive response to the movement, reflective quality and surface textures of the water for example, I used oil paints for the first time and experimented with them to capture the textures of waves. I have been inspired by both Kurt Jackson (landscape and seascape artist very much inspired by the landscape and the quality of light in Cornwall.) and Anselm Kiefer throughout this unit; developing ideas from Jackson’s techniques of wax resist simulating the foam-flecked, reflective surface of the water and the movement of the rolling waves. I have looked at the way Keifer creates textures and have experimented in a similar style using watercolour, Oil paints, Inks, Acrylics and have used scrapping techniques and silver leaf to capture the textures of the surface of the water, mixing my medias to capture the reflective quality and power of the waves. For example, I created the different textures I saw by using layers of different materials. Firstly I used a base of water colours using both wet on wet techniques and wet on dry techniques. I then used a crackled ink technique on top of this (placing scrunched cling film in contact with the surface of the wet ink, allow it to dry and peel the cling film off) which left shiny but cracked areas of ink which created a complex pattern akin to marbling. This was quite a sensitive piece but I did not feel that it captured the reflective qualities or the surface textures of the waves that I saw in Charlestown so I then created a low relief piece to capture surface textures using lots of different techniques together. I got my Ideas from a book called Mixed media by Michael Wright. I used layers of different medias starting with ripped corrugated cardboard I then added areas of crumpled tracing paper, sand and glue, oil paints and silver paint rhythmically and erratically to capture the textures of the waters surface. ILL BE ADDING SHIT LOADS MORE WORK SOON
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Ein Kommentar, um Kommentare zu bekommen. Teile deine Freundlichkeit, nicht deinen Hass. Liebe die Kunst, bevor du dich selbst liebst.
I have been hiding from myself and everybody..
I have been hiding under a mask of happiness, deluding myself, trying to tell myself that I was happy, and normal...
This year has been so awful for me and my family…my daddy commit suicide…he escaped the world…did he regret it? Who knows…he obviously felt no reason to carry on living…I know how it feels to think that…but if you leave it long enough…that pain turns to revenge…I will kill laura…
I wore a brave face...can't even describe all the things that happened to me during this time mainly because it would take forever that and I really don't feel like it. But anyway during I thought of suicide pretty much the whole time but the only person that kept me going, that kept me happy was Worley…he’s never had someone to hold him while he rests, look him in the eyes and cry, kiss him and caress him…. I was his one and only…and he was mine… we took the rough with the smooth….he was the love of my life. I love him like there was no one else in the world…but then he broke my heart… he obviously had no idea how much he meant to me. I fell in love with him…and every time I’m with him i fall in love with him all over again. You know the one thing that i want and that one thing is to just be with him.
He has killed me… I am nothing…I Cut my self, I was desperate…I wanted to prove a point …I dont know what to do... i dont know if i can take the pain of cutting my self anymore ... but i dont know if i can take the emotional pain that i have built up inside of me either....I won't kill myself, cos then I'll be just a statistic in the world. I don't want to be another number. That would be worse than staying in this world. And I dont want strangers sympathy. I don't want people seeing reports in the newspaper of my death and saying "poor kid." I don't want it…. But ive been pushed to the edge and im desperate to do something…I'm gona stick around, I'm gonna be something big. And I'm going to punish everyone whos hurt me…I know that…but im drained ive been played as a fucking joke….and its not fair.
The Love of my life, the only person that vauguely cared at all…cheated on me…made love with a whore called laura…and then had sex with me too…I was played a fool…
With out a condom…Im scared…shes a slag….
Something I only shared with him…he has shared with her…
On New years eve..after we vowed to be together for ever…
Thanks for your comment and the other message. Hope you will enjoy dA a lot.
I wish I could paint, but I can't, I hope to learn and try someday though. I like your work, keep them coming
See you around!
if you comment on other people's work and if you seem interesting... they'll check your work out! (just some advice)
and welcom to deviantART!!!
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