
2010. november 29., hétfő
Savour - of one kind or another

2010. november 28., vasárnap
Songs I'm in - Lilly town
2010. november 25., csütörtök
Sneaky freaky something

2010. november 16., kedd
Burning & Some words of a forthcoming blog contest of mine
burning is an easy word to illustrate for me for sure so this week's illustration friday looks like no big deal apart from the fact that i lost my drawing of the mustashed evil with wagging tail and the paper was all in flames and the evil itself in the middle and all was done in smokey red and lighter around the evil who was red too but that red was more evilish and his mustache was thick black and his short cut hair and the end of the tail and maybe the eyes but not so sure about that. anyway as you see if burning is said my answer is hell or evil more or less 8 times out of ten. Since the original piece couldn't be found so far and redrawing it seems impossible and the week is getting shorter and shorter we looked for an old one and i tell you i got a lot. to be honest this is dad's pick cos i was too miserable to cope with it and i find this one too childish for me now i mean i drew it at the age of 5 or something and it's me and my little devil who in this picture is not hiding inside me and you know we used to do lots of no good things for sure but now i'm in the 3rd grade so i can say no to him. so it's not that evil really but red is the color and that color is there in the evil and there in the burning so it's like a little snippet of burning is captured in that by that. i don't know. but you see those grooves? that's cos out of this drawing i made a paper plane. and even with that this is just too happy for burning. oh i don't know.
this is my dad's other choice for burning cos for him love can be burning too and he thinks it can be seen this way. well i'm not sure. i mean without the red there's no burning i guess or maybe when red burns out there is black like ash and heart shaped out of smoke and a hellboy and a hellgirl in love. i don't know it's a bit still confusing for me. i don't even think it's a good enough drawing i didn't even finish it but as dad said hell knows let's put it on! oh yeah and those words about my contest. well my blog history is 1 year old i mean the birthsdayparty is held at 16th this month and i'm leaning toward to pick one of you to make you happy with a little gift from me and all of you can participate enter the contest the only thing to do is leaving a comment here or there in my blog. by the way all of the older comments play too. more to come soon. bye now
2010. október 29., péntek
Halloween & Pumpkin pie


2010. október 13., szerda
Transportation to Paris
geez long time no see and I’m feeling really bad to have let this blog thing of mine slightly slide but to be honest with you I just too much enjoyed my summer here and there and there was always something to play and my friends around and those place to go and things to do and when it accidentally crossed my mind from time to time to hit the keyboard I always washed it away with some good excuses like doing this and that instead though I just knew inside I was gonna feel this bad when time’s up and now I’m sitting here and don’t know what to really type in and don’t know it is cos there’s that much or that less to tell so the lines below are gonna be of my summer things that I still remember and paris is there for sure. so let’s do paris first.july 2nd the first time I tried an airplane which happened to be one of easyjet’s and it was like on a rollercoaster and was quite noisy and rusty and my stomach had hard time when taking off and my ears were like bugged or something and that bug only left when I screamed a little from there it was an easy riding or flying and it was I don’t know how to say how huge it was being sky high like an acrobat on high wire and the world under looked so you know like regular like patches on a soft cushion and then came the alps with snow white tops and the pilot said it was france already and mother and me started to look for paris and there came even bigger patches one after the other and none of them happened to be our city though we sometimes thought we actually spotted the Eiffel tower and those monuments out of our guide book but we were obviously wrong and then all of a sudden it happened and we were there. in paris. finally.
or not exactly coz first we had to take a train that had no driver and we were riding through grassy green fields and I saw a sleeping concord that was able to crack the speed of sound and it’s really only a narrow tube with a drooping pointing needle nose. however once in my lifetime I’d surely give it a go. but anyway. the train dropped us out at a crowded station and there were lots of black people some of them dressed in shiny colored sheets and felt like Africa but here they were somehow strange and funny and I even choked back a little chuckle too cos I didn’t want to wound their feelings. the train we took from there was fully loaded with those strange sheet covered people some were talking some were deep inside their bulky headphones and some big ladies with pearls in their strange hairdos smiled at me and said something i couldn’t understand but sure they meant I was pretty or cute or something like that and smiled back however it was sweaty smell all around and people bouncing to each other but no one said a word about it just mum who real badly needed that fresh air I was so-so while dad was fighting with our luggage and stuff but he was okay with that I guessed.
then we got off at a much bigger station really it was like a mystique maze with lots of ups and downs and steps and gates that trap you if you don’t watch out and mostly if you are not quick enough with your pass and it hurts I can tell you coz I experienced that all. and there we had to find our next subway train to the hotel and it was not an easy job to do but dad found a girl who could show us the way so we jumped on and went on to find our way to the surface and after a couple of stations we saw the sun and the grey clouds packed with rain and by the time we reached our final station it had been raining hard but at least saw the neon sign of the hotel beneath a couple of streets above the rooftops but it was raining and we didn’t know how next and what next and then a tall black man standing by the exit came to us and started to talk to us in French and pointed his fingers this way and that way and we said we didn’t understand a word but he just kept on pointing and bubbling those bubbling words and then he took a big piece of our luggage and with one arm waving led us to his car packed us in and drove us to the nearby hotel and said otel otel you otel and then dad wanted to pay for the lift but he said no no and was waving no no and free free and then as leaving he said to me smiling welcome to paris and it was strange to suddenly understand what he said and I just felt like shouting back welcome to paris too.
2010. augusztus 3., kedd
Artificial - my no real toys
on this week's if word i had had nothing till yesterday evening came and it was the new toy story movie that got the thing going cos i was at my cousins' but had not got my toys around except mr hawthorn of course but to play the game i needed more so i drew some of them by heart and finished the best ones on my mac later and chose great background colors. but to be honest it is hard to play real time game with drawings i mean it's much more interesting when you all on your own and play on the paper i mean you are drawing and during that lots of things going on and i see them all and it is a great thing to do when no friends around and while I'm drawing things often get so good that i go and play it real with my toys and dolls and things and gizmos and stuff but when you are with playmates and the play turns out to be toy story and you ain't got your own and loved toys in hand and don't feel like playing with stranger toys unless those are cool ones you say oh i have to draw and sometimes others join too and we draw and it is fun but those drawings are not that good to play with cos they are just stuck and paper thin and easily get crumpled and only can be seen as weak substitutes for the real and warm toys of mine. can i say that these are artificial? i mean you know to play with and you're not at home with yours i don't know in real shape they are better to play with. maybe. and probably better looking as well. ok that's it like it play it bye!

