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Post by DUSTIN SKY HALLIDAY on Apr 30, 2010 19:47:17 GMT
A canvas. A white, blank canvas. And the canvas was on the easel. Attached to the easel were three boxes going horizontal. The first was a light blue with many different paints. The second was white which was filled with colored pencils, crayons, or any kind of coloring utensil he put in there for the day. The third was gray. It was filled with pencils & crayons of the different shades of black, white, and gray. Hanging on the side of this easel was a bag. Inside the bag held a cup of water and paint brushes. The paint brushes remained dry. The easel was set in front of a bench. The bench was in front of a huge fake tree. The places around the fake tree were simply open stores ready to be bought, doors that led outside, and an art gallery filled with paintings from some artist.
Welcome to Hanley Mall.
Dustin sharpened a black pencil. He began to lightly outline the picture in his head. He wore his fake glasses, smiling as he made the outline of the second fake tree sitting across from his bench. There was another bench facing him as well. And on that bench were two old people sitting there, chatting & holding hands. He planned to draw everything in front of him except for their eyes. He wanted to keep those shaded out. So, grabbing a different shade of black, he began.
Head phones were in his ears on full blast. You could clearly hear music beats from them, echoing throughout this small portion of the mall. People passed to go outside, staring at Dustin. But Dustin could care less for what other people thought. It's not like they could truly see him. He was, to himself, as invisible as he could get. In fact, he thought the consumers were merely staring at the paintings on the other side of him, hanging up on the wall.
------------------- Words: 322 Lyrics: Christofer Drew Ingle/NeverShoutNever Notes?: XD Outfit: Clothes in picture [/size]
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Post by RIONA IMOGEN PHIPPS on May 5, 2010 2:20:56 GMT
TAGGED ** Dustin STATUS ** Finished WORDS ** 433 OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP LYRICS ** KERLI – "The Creationist" NOTES ** sorry this took so long >.< CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.
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Post by DUSTIN SKY HALLIDAY on May 8, 2010 1:32:10 GMT
"When you smile, I melt inside. I'm not worthy for a minute of your time. I really wish it was only me and you,"
Those lyrics blasted out when she pulled his headphone off. He continued drawing as she complimented him. When the headphone went back in, he smiled and put his materials down. Then, grabbing the cord down by his waist, he pulled it out. The music echoed slightly as he turned his head and looked at her. He smiled, and then nodded for her to come sit down by him, scooting over a bit. Pressing pause on his music player, he patted the seat next to him on the bench. He wasn't sure if he recognized her but the fact that she even noticed him made him want to meet her.
He picked up his pencil and started sketching again. He was adding more detail at this point. He darkened certain parts of the couples clothing as he took a thinner pencil and drew smaller lines to add a bit more texture in some areas. Then, using his finger and with the darker pencil, he rubbed in at one of the dark black marks. His finger was blackened a bit but he didn't mind. He was just making himself into a piece of art.
"Isn't the couple cute?" he said, adjusting his fake glasses and continuing to draw. He knew he'd have to head back to the asylum soon but not quite yet. Not until he finished this drawing, minus the eyes. The fact that someone had just slightly praised his work made him cheerful. It made him want to draw more, raising his self esteem. But only this drawing for today. And he in all honesty thought the couple did look cute. There were a lot of things he happened to find cute. Love was another one. His peace bracelet shined a bit off of the lights above him as he moved his hand around the canvas.
------------------- Words: 302 Lyrics: NeverShoutNever & Blink 182 Notes?: It's currently storming as I post this..lovely..gotta love rain Outfit: Clothes in picture [/size]
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Post by RIONA IMOGEN PHIPPS on May 10, 2010 6:39:41 GMT
TAGGED ** Dustin STATUS ** Finished WORDS ** 464 OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP LYRICS ** KERLI – "The Creationist" NOTES ** hate hate hate storms. it's the wind that bugs me >.< CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.
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Post by DUSTIN SKY HALLIDAY on May 17, 2010 19:32:44 GMT
You could barely hear it but the song switched to Jesus of Suburbia. He glanced over when she sat down, now setting one pencil down and getting another one. Different shades and pencils were always needed. Thicker or thin, each one made a difference. He worked on the clothing of the couple, almost done. He was usually quick with his work unless it was extra special or important. He had never drawn any of his friends or family, only of the outside world and its curiosity. It was always more fun to draw the random beauty of the world. Much more fun, in fact. But he'd never mind drawing friends or family if necessary.
He paused when she touched his glasses, only laughing slightly when she asked her question. He just found it a bit funny about the fact that he didn't need them for anything. He just had them on to have them on. He hoped he didn't worry her about anything. Taking his glasses off, he got up and stood in front of her, setting the glasses on the top of her head. "They're just for fun. Style needs creativity. Without it, how can you be yourself?" Sitting back down, he finished the final details on the couples clothing. The second he was done, he set put the pencil back in its place and flipped the drawing over to a new page.
He went to the white box, randomly choosing a colored pencil which turned out to be a dark purple. Then, he gently went to grab Riona's hand, placing the purple colored pencil in it and lightly turning the easel towards her more."I'm Dustin. You can call me Sky if you'd like. Dustin would like to see your artistic skill, " he said in third person, now placing both of his hands in his lap. Every type of art was precious. None of it ever sucked. Every style just happened to be different and of its own imagination. So, he wanted to see what she'd draw or come up with. Why not? He thought it'd be a better way to get to know someone.
------------------- Words: 361 Lyrics: Christofer Drew Ingle/NeverShoutNever Notes?: Aw, but they're so pretty to watch! Oh, sorry it took so long to reply to. Short muse and school work. End of the year stuff to take care of, ya know? Outfit: Clothes in picture [/size]
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Post by RIONA IMOGEN PHIPPS on May 26, 2010 7:59:21 GMT
TAGGED ** Dustin STATUS ** Finished WORDS ** 550 OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP LYRICS ** KERLI – "The Creationist" NOTES ** flower kinda like that CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.
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