Fanart, HORNBLOWER OMG and a treasure hunt
I keep meaning to make this post and forgetting, huh. I have ART to announce! Ahhhrrrrrtttt.
I've recently had a few governing obsessions: mainly audio books, old television shows, sketchbunnies and making cookies. Only one of these is extremely damaging to my diet plans, but it is the other three from which creativity has flown!
While listening to the pod-fic version of Sam Starbuck's amazing AU Harry Potter fic Stealing Harry, I was hit by massive inspiration. I drew the four kids from Laocoon's Children (the further AU sequels to Stealing Harry): Draco, Harry, Neville and Padma. I like this picture! I think my colouring skills are improving, although in the week since drawing this I've improved more. So this feels like old-style, and their faces are streaky! Ooops.
( Fake cut to my creative journal )
And, regarding old television shows, I have just discovered (after a long period of flirting) HORNBLOWER OMG. I am so in love with this show I can barely think about anything else. And it's not just the slash! (though it totally is). My sister and I both got hooked in episodes completely devoid of Archie, so there's got to be something more there. Mostly, we squee over the things that keep exploding, the expression 'Hard'a'larboard!' and, of course, all the pretty men. Paul McGann, we salute your face.
I made arts, obviously. Of the massive gayness. And I think it should be mentioned, this is my very first really rather porny (though not all that porny) picture that I have ever divulged upon the internet (with the exception, perhaps, of this. Or this. Whoa. I really need to update that site...). At the moment, this picture is only in the line-art stages. SLASHY. NAKED. You are warned.
( Archie/Horatio line-art, fake cut to the creative journal)
In non-art news, I have a job! I am an aupair/tutor/cook for two adorable kids who live just round the corner from my aunt and uncle in a HUGE HOUSE. Not kidding. They have an indoor swimming pool omg. I'm supposed to be tutoring them in creative writing, which is fine for the nine-year-old girl, who writes songs and stories and plays and cards for fun, but near-impossible for the six-year-old boy, who I have to prectically tie to chair to pick up a pencil. Anyhow, tomorrow I am setting them a treasure hunt (the prize is sweeties and books), in the hopes that this will inspire them to write their own.
It goes like this:
Note 1: handed by me
To dear (NAME), and also dear (NAME)
Would you like to play a finding game?
Somewhere is hiding a special prize,
Safely hidden from dangerous eyes!
If you look, you’ll find the clues
They’ve been carefully laid out for you
And hidden among them, in purple ink
Are clues to the treasure, what do you think?
The first one’s easy, as you’ll see:
You must first find where you might make tea.
Note 2: Under the Kettle
You found the kettle! Didn’t you do well?
You’ve won a clue to the final tell!
Part 1 of the final clue!
The final place to find the plunder
Is square in shape and sits under
As for the next hiding clue, it’ll be
Hid upon a boat that sails a wooden sea
You’ll have to climb a mighty hill
To the blue room, where find it you will.
Note 3: On a model sailboat (with sweets)
Well done! I could not hide the ship at all!
Now take these sweets, they’ll make you tall!
Keep up your strength! They’re good for you!
And now onto the next clue:
Within another envelope, sealed
And tucked among some shining shields.
Note 4: Shields on the wall
These chivalrous shields could not hide!
Here’s another clue for the final side:
Part 2 of the final clue!
Above it is the mirror shape
Both rectangular, each other they ape
Next look under birds that are flat
Perhaps as thin as a rug or mat
And best to describe without a word
Instead consider this handsome bird:
(photo of a puffin)
Note 5: Under a puffin rug
The puffins could not their secret keep
I think you deserve another peep:
Part 3 of the final clue:
On four legs, and on the object’s back
You could not miss the safest track
And for the next new hiding place
You’ll have to find a large open space
And a house belonging, if you can,
To a friend of Peter Pan
Note 6: Wendy House
You found the Wendy house! Well done!
I hope that you are having fun!
Next search for a girl and boy
Who wish you ‘Welcome!’, love and joy.
They sit on a chair in the largest room
And were created by the weaver’s loom.
Note 7: Embroidered Cusion
Well done! I see neither of you are blind!
Here’s another clue to the final find:
Part 4 of the final clue:
Round and round the wheels go;
Upon these rails, fast or slow.
And you’ll find the very next new hint
On an animal that loves to sprint
This wooden steed has shining hooves
And when you sit, away it moves!
Note 8: Rocking Horse
The wooden horse in the playroom true!
I can see there’s no fooling you.
The next hiding place can be found
An object of music, creating sounds
Parts are white and parts are black
And strings live inside its back.
Note 9: Piano
The piano of course! You clever two
You have earned another part of clue!
Part 5 of the final clue:
This little world is made of wood and glue
There’s a fat man with a job to do.
Listen! The next purple clue will be the last!
You had better find it, fast.
So look next in a big, soft thing
In (NAME)’s room, fit for a king
Note 10: King-sized bed
Hidden between sheet and duvet!
Well done you, hooray, hooray!
The next place where’ll you’ll find a note
Is a place where you might find a coat.
Provided it was very dirty, though
And needed washing, drying, go!
Note 12: Laundry Room
The laundry room! The final stop.
The treasure is now close at hop!
Put together your purple clues
Because here is the last one for you:
Part 6 of the final clue!
The trains visit from place to place
And one called Thomas rules this space!
Note 13: Thomas the Tank Engine Brio Table
Well done! You did it! You found the treasure!
Now you may consume it at your leisure!
And don’t forget these handsome books
Surely they deserve a look!
Well done for playing, well done, well done
Both of you together have WON!
Haha. I feel so proud. And completely empty of child-vocab rhyming words, argh. Now I must sleep: Tomorrow I must awake by eight!