awe struck
today i just really feel like writing. there are some days when i get these urges but i forget that i can go to livejournal, since it's been so long since i've been on. ah well.
anyways, lets write about something interesting. hmm... my junior year has been pretty hectic so far and it continues to move at a slow pace. i think the last time i posted was on new years or right before. lol, yes it's been awhile.
ack, actually my life is so boring, it's like pointless to even tell yah. i read, watch anime, read, anime, read, anime, homework, play practice, read and watch some more anime... and yeah the cycle continues. oh, and i have to find a way to squeeze in ACT studying in there.
***
as she drags it across the canvas, the thick red paint drips onto the floor, pooling in puddles like crimson blood. she takes a few more brushes, one with sunshine yellow and the other a muddy brown and hits the canvas with a powerful force. the two colors, side by side, sit on the canvas. after a few moments gravity sets in and the thick paint drips, mixing with the puddle or red already there. inspiration strikes... she's an unstoppable force.
dancing, swirling, jumping, stomping
she moves around her creation with an air of complete certainty and purpose.
*
hours pass and she stands alone, awe-struck of her own creation.
no words could describe it. the swirling mass of art...
***
well, thats all i felt like writing. :] feedback would be nice
well i'm out. i have to write an essay that's due tomorrow and i've only got a really crappy outline to go from. gag, wish me luck
Starry Night- Vincent Van Gogh
anyways, lets write about something interesting. hmm... my junior year has been pretty hectic so far and it continues to move at a slow pace. i think the last time i posted was on new years or right before. lol, yes it's been awhile.
ack, actually my life is so boring, it's like pointless to even tell yah. i read, watch anime, read, anime, read, anime, homework, play practice, read and watch some more anime... and yeah the cycle continues. oh, and i have to find a way to squeeze in ACT studying in there.
***
as she drags it across the canvas, the thick red paint drips onto the floor, pooling in puddles like crimson blood. she takes a few more brushes, one with sunshine yellow and the other a muddy brown and hits the canvas with a powerful force. the two colors, side by side, sit on the canvas. after a few moments gravity sets in and the thick paint drips, mixing with the puddle or red already there. inspiration strikes... she's an unstoppable force.
dancing, swirling, jumping, stomping
she moves around her creation with an air of complete certainty and purpose.
*
hours pass and she stands alone, awe-struck of her own creation.
no words could describe it. the swirling mass of art...
***
well, thats all i felt like writing. :] feedback would be nice
well i'm out. i have to write an essay that's due tomorrow and i've only got a really crappy outline to go from. gag, wish me luck
Starry Night- Vincent Van Gogh