First Snow

Open your eyes for your world is too small.

Rip off your blinders and see for the first time.

Do not judge what you have only tasted

And do not dive until you know where the rocks lie.

Find yourself, try on your faces,

but do not hold onto a mask

and do not forget your Father.

I'm not dead!

I'm sorry it's been so long! I'm going to be a horrible person and post a bunch of stuff one after another! Gasp!

Ahem.

Here, my friends, is my latest work of art. I'm kind of in love with Wolverine. I think it's the whole "I want the manliest man ever who will never die" syndrome, but at least it's not "I want a super romantic boyfriend with superpowers and sharp teeth who will never die" syndrome, ahem, not that I'm implying any sort of aversion to the Twilight series. At all. Really. Cough cough.

Crib to Coffin

For an art assignment where we had to use text as form, I created a watercolor painting illustrating a verse from Emery's "Crib to Coffin". Great song!!!!

The girl in the picture is a super awesome stock provider on deviantart: http://clickypenpixiexstock.deviantart.com/
check out her site!

There was a bird
whose wings were crushed
by a windshield.
So fast to the ground
the roadside it found
as its eyes closed.
I heard the driver say,
as she pulled away,
"What could I have done?
The worst now is over."
I thought to myself,
with risk to our health
No one ever offers me help.

Happy Halloween!

I carved my first pumpkin!!!

You see, we don't really have pumpkins in the Philippines. I have considered trying it with a squash, but rumor has it that it's not quite the same. We did, however, have squash pie at one point, which was quite delicious.

I suppose that my dear little pumpkin friend is a little...unusual. Seeing as he is a panda... I'm not really sure why my roommate and I decided to carve a panda. But hey, everyone likes pandas!

He started out way too cute. Not to say that he isn't cute now (I for one still find him very cute) but he was happy and had a little smile. And my roommate reminded me that jack-o-lanterns are supposed to be scary. So I decided that scared, if not scary, would be more appropriate.

As for tools...

We didn't have any of those high tech little pumpkin saws, only a butter knife, and a slightly sharper but unserrated knife.

And chopsticks.

Chopsticks should be appropriate for our arbitrary Asian theme...

Tagged and Treasury!!!

I was tagged by Chokingonstatic Designs! Sorry it took me so long to respond, haha. :)

Here are the rules:

1. Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their name as well as links to their blog.
   
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Here are the 7 random facts about myself:

1. I have two passports, Philippines and U.S.
   
2. I have eaten bat, dog and lizard. Bat and lizard are YUMMY! :) Dog makes me a little sad...
   
3. I played three years of touch rugby in high school.
   
4. I made a self portrait of myself using sand and glue. So much fun!!!
   
5. I have played football (soccer) on the Women's Philippine National Team. And I scored a goal in an international tournament. :D

Now check out these super duper blogs that I've tagged! :D

Inspiration Point
Angelic Adornments
AMomentAMemory28
SillyLittleLady's Spot on the Web
Dragon in Knots
mattscraftywife's blog

Graceful Moments

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My photograph made it to a treasury! This is my third treasury item, yay! Hurry and take a look here, it expires tomorow! :)

Music

Music is the language of the soul. In the fullest of joy one can only open their mouth and sing at the top of their lungs, and in the deepest of sorrow one finds comfort in bittersweet strains that echo the tears of the heart.

Music is divine.

God weaved music into the very frame of the heart. A beautiful melody tugs at our core, a single song triggers a flood of precious memories. Music heals and revives broken and thirsty souls. On the other hand, a symptom of a dead soul is immunity to the power of music.



With music we praise kings, and with music we ride into battle.

With music a mother tenderly rocks her child, and with music we lay our dead to rest.

With music God speaks, and with music we bow to Him and worship.






So.

Sing.

At the top of your lungs.

Falling in love with fall

Fall! I love fall. We don't have it in the Philippines. It just doesn't exist. I love all the leaves and the glorious crunching sounds they make when you jump on them. Because you simply have to jump on them. And it's getting colder but it's a nice kind of cold. It's the kind of cold that allows you to wear a scarf and fuzzy boots, the kind of cold that is perfect for playing soccer in.

And I hope I'm not just another California girl with Ugg's and a black and white scarf, because I'll have you know that I bought my boots for $4 at Goodwill and I wear the scarf because I miss my friends from the Czech republic who have the very same one (and Europeans know how to wear scarves).

I bought my first pumpkin yesterday, coming back from Santa Barbara. The closest I got to buying a pumpkin in the Philippines was either a squash or canned pumpkin pie filling. I can't wait to carve it!

I just posted these fall photographs along with a couple others on Etsy if you like them. :) They were all taken when I was out buying the pumpkin. Enjoy!