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[kiemelt] Everyday magic

2015.12.09. 06:45, Omen Drals

'Hey! If you listen close enough, you can hear the universe.'

The horizon stretched out like a slumbering god without boundaries above her; it's deep, endless blue canvas dotted with stars vibrant and alive. There were no city lights to obscure the miracle of the sky – the wind rushed through the long grass and caressed her hair. How little she was, and how enormous the world. In the far distance to her left, she saw a busy road, the cars like ghosts haunting it, leaving a blurry trail of light. Not any closer the torment and shouting, her sore body or the grim rooms from another, much less magical world. But here, they were both home. Both him and her.

She leaned against the only tree far and wide with her small hand, and took a deep breath of the pleasant summer night air. She couldn't see him on the other end of the world, she couldn't touch his shoulders to give relief of the pain, but through the silent, yet overwhelmingly loud voice of the world – all that there ever was, ever is and ever will be – she could hear his voice loud and clear.

'I remember waiting for you before I was born.'

In the meantime

2017.12.13. 23:16, Omen Drals

I actually did something.

 

Not enough unfinished projects

2017.12.10. 21:57, Omen Drals

I clearly don't have enough unfinished projects, so I came up with an inktober redraw (digital, this time).

On a more serious note, I seriously plan to do a month-long project just like inktober, but with digital drawings, because I see major improvements with the anxiety of perfection department all thanks to inktober. I'd really like to bring that to my digital works and possibly, even to my writings - how long has it been since I've written anything in any language?!

Lately, somehow, I feel my old creative strike coming back to me, and I never felt this inspired before, so I guess it's time for my personal, humble Renaissance ~

Scanning complete

2017.11.05. 00:13, Omen Drals

So, I have finished scanning the remaining pictures I made for inktober, and maybe it's just me, but they look even worse than real life lol

There was a huge problem with the colours, however, as they are sorta washed out on every scan. I attempted to restore them in Gimp to the best of my ability. I basically held the sketchbook in my hand, and tried to adjust the scan accordingly in Gimp, even if that meant the drawing won't look as good anymore 

19.) Clouds

This is actually a mixed media attempt, because the solution to sucking at the most basic, simplest medium is to add another! Clearly. So, this is watercolour + pencils. And a lot's of clouds. And two weird planet, where one of them has two, miniature, difficult-to-spot moons. Why do I keep drawing clouds when I suck at it?!

Also, in pic 18. I changed my markers to black pen for outlining instead (inktober peeps said that still counts) because I simply started to run out  Also, easier to manage.

20.) original prompt "deep"

I told you I listened to that one track, "Life In Mono" one too many times! It's, uh, a theatre with a large pit. Because the road to master craftery is really to just give it up all.

21.) Irreconcilable differences

Much clouds. Such rejection. The very shotgun. No meme is too old! 

22.) original prompt "trail"

Man, this turned out so bad. So, big crack in the ground. Very deeeeep. But something humanoid actually clawed all the way up. Handprint. Deep indents on the ground. Was probably raining when it all happened which just makes it all the more impossible of a feat to climb something that high up.

23.) Best fiends

I like how the legs turned out. Nothing else much, really. Crow/raven, associating with a scarecrow. Blasphemy. 

24.) Blind

You shallow, you shit.

25.) who's responsible?

I read way too much Fuan no tane and everything else from the same author, and so should you!

26.) The soldier's son

Oh it's this dimwit again.

I thought the effect with the background also being the indication for rain would work, but here's evidence it was never meant to be. Also them fab hands are everything right now. kappa

27.) Twisted neighbour

Too much fuan no tane inspiration.

28.) All that glitters is brown

I mean, screw gold. This picture is actually the most distorted - for example the boy in the front is wearing a bright, yellowish green shirt... A completely different colour has replaced it. Not like it would make or break the pic (because since I drew it it's trash by default) but I mean, that's extremely off.

29.) When I'm falling, I'm falling upwards

This has it's own, uninteresting story. Lame pic, too, so let's let it die.

30.) The pretty girl in class

I always hated the "queen bees" in school, in fact, I still do. Also slight fuan no tane inspiration again. Boy on the right wears a sweater sort of thing with that same spring green, and just like with the previous pic, the scanner decided a blue-ish green just more fitting. Well, I mean at least my scanner has some creativity in it, if I don't. 

31. A forest of bones

Badly drawn bones at that. Also, the pen goofed when I was outlining her eyes, so, uh...

It's done!

Scan

2017.11.03. 21:39, Omen Drals

I should somehow convince myself to put my scanner back together and scan my completed inktober monsters, shouldn't I... Okay, sometime this weekend, I suppose. My only goal is to have *somewhat* better resolution pictures for future me to cringe over when reading old entries 

Also, why do I draw so many clouds? Especially when I can't draw those at all (or anything else for that matter )!

Címkék: inktober

The downward spiral of all inktobers

2017.10.22. 18:42, Omen Drals

I am still doing inktober (I am a little behind because of work, but getting back on schedule soon).

And my newest crap is just as cringe worthy as their precedessors! 

My phone still can't pick up fine details and washes colours into each other, so they look even more ghastly than in real life (I didn't think that was possible tbh!)

Also, my lamp is kind of obnoxiously distorts the pics even further. So, there is that, but even if these would be my usual scans, they would still look B-A-D, because, well, they are 

13.)

The moment I got back home from work I realised it's Friday the 13th, so I wanted to make something related to that, but instead THIS thing happened:

I am still recovering from the shock how bad it turned out. I mean, even compared to my low expectations towards myself. Seriously, look at it. LOOK. AT. IT. Oh, gosh.

14.)

Well then, let's have a Nightmare before Christmas inspired thing instead, that one can't go wrong, right? Wrong.

 

15.) His "bliss"

I mean, at least no one would argue this ogre of a boy isn't something out of a nightmare, right? The concept is... well, I am actually ridiculing someone with it. Someone very delusional at that.

Also, HANDS. 

16.)

Girl, spiders, third eye, I don't even know, I was bored out of my sane mind as always.

 

17.) Smile :)

I intended the girl behind him to be a gnome sort of thing, that's why she's so small, but then I changed my mind (for the worse, naturally). Also, since the paper warps a little, now he has boobies 

As for those crease lines above his eyebrows... No, I don't have a single excuse for them.

 

18. Candlelight vigil

This is a picture of a picture of a boy, who is completely fictional, just like every subject of my inktober abominations. This is his candlelight vigil, the only one that fits him. I reckon he'd find it most appropriate, actually.  

I am actually listening to "Life in Mono" right now, which sort of gave this last entry some seriously depressing edge I am not ready to handle. Not my burden, come on!

 

Soon to be back with even worse and pathetic "art"work!
(Doesn't that sound like a threat now?

Hey, if we are already at Life in Mono...

Mono - Life in Mono

 

The stranger sang a theme,
From someone else's dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along

Ingenieux,
Ingenieux,
I just don't know what to do

The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can't seem to forget
When you came along

Ingenieux,
Ingenieux,
I just don't know what to do

Ingenieux, I just don't know what to do
Ingenieux, I just don't know what to do
Ingenieux, I just don't know what to do
Ingenieux, I just don't know what to do
Ingenieux, I just don't know what to do

Failtober

2017.10.12. 21:22, Omen Drals
inktober on a bargain

Not "fail" as in "I failed the challenge", in fact, unfortunately to the every-man's understanding of basic decency and taste, I am in fact up to date. Insult to injury, not only did I successfully produce so far twelve (cheating-tier tiny) pages of abominations, (commonly referred to as "art" on this page, but never let yourself be fooled) they suck even more than my usual stuff, and that's saying something, if I say so myself.

So, prepare for the worst. Brace yourself (although let's be honest: some forms of trauma can't be avoided even by the most careful and prepared either) for "art" done in ten entire minutes, prepare for a galore of mistakes even the "artist" knew and understood as they committed them and didn't give a damn, really just... prepare. Because it's going doooown fast.

On a more serious note, I suffer from the most widespread disease artists usually suffer from and struggle to keep at bay. It's the one and only setback you hear about every day from any artist of any medium and that is the one and only 

perfectionism.

(the crowd lets out a loud gasp!, a few children start to cry in the back rows, some people flat out leave in protest upon hearing the dreaded word)

(if you guessed "drawing hands" you still kinda get a point tho)

No, but seriously: it's a real thing. As of late, it dawned on me just how much it has really crippled me: it prevented me from creating pretty much anything at all. When a singular piece takes you months to finish, you know you have a problem.

So, with Inktober as an opportunity, I decided that I will make deliberately rushed drawings that I genuinely hate, and force myself to treat them as if they would be perfect; in fact, I'll ink and colour them too, as if! While my main medium is digital, I understand most of you snobby brats frown upon anything non-traditional during Inktober, so I did pencil + marker drawings. So, that is that.

This is really what this challenge is about for me this year (as I plan to participate again next year as well).

I need to get over my obsession over mistakes and the unshakeable and compelling need to start studying up entirely new things to draw from scratch; in fact I just need to get over myself, so my art can actually advance and I can actually finish pieces and go back to studying anatomy, perspective and so on. Like any normal person does. I need to start to learn to let go, and I need to learn how to just finish something. It's high time I do that.

I'm not even exaggerating when I say I let entire years worth of creation and practice flew me by because of my unhealthy fixation on mistakes and starting all over again because "it's ruined and hopeless, I need to tart this anew".

So, Finishtober presents:

(All pics are washed out and lost 99% of their colour vibrancy because my phone decided today was just the right day to be a jerk)

Day 1 (The first three drawings were all created on the 8th, as I was a bit late to the party):

Mr Pumpkin is unaware that Mr Spidey is creeping up behind him to eventually land on his back and give him a good ol' Halloween scare. I guess.

Day 2 (technically still day 1)

If you look close enough, you might notice that there is an entire disgusting self insert attached to those two atrocious hands. I know, it's difficult to spot considering... And hey, on the bright side, there is also a snitch!

Day 3 (still the 8th and day 1 actually, no one cares, I know)

Judge me as you might, I sorta kinda lowkey like it..

Day 4 (it's the 9th now, yay)

This has got to be the single, worst drawing I ever created, ever. Worse than whatever I was scribbling as a toddler with my non-dominant hand with a piece of chalk or anything. This. Takes. The. Cake. Would I ever make something even wortse, you guys should show some mercy and kill me, so I can't sink any lower. 

Day 5 (still the 9th)

I mean, at least I practiced hands, right? 

Day 6 (9th)

Hand practice intensifeyed. Eye see nothing else worth pointing eyet.

Day 7. (9th still, for "shy" prompt)

Somewhat inspired by Casper, but the ghost miraculously inherited the magnificent jawline of John Lennon through the mortal device of my unsteady hand that accidentally over drew that line by a huuuge margin... It was meant to be, I'm just too basic to comprehend the will of pure fate. Also, Omen can't draw baseball hats. Or hands, for that matter, but that's not news 

Day 8 (9th for "crooked" prompt)

To ease up after all this emotional roller coaster of having to look at my worst drawings ever, I decided to get back into my comfort zone for a minute and draw something I am confident in. Then, with an overwhelming feeling of sheer terror, I realised I have no such thing, so I just drew Snape instead. I tried some pretentious arty-fartsy bullshit colour game too: in Harry Potter the green+purple colour combo is a sign of magic (wizards would wear this combo in muggle areas to signal to other wizards their presence without much drama), where green means evil and purple means good magic. And also how daddeh Snape is such a dual character so it fits. I guess. Also, his nose is crooked. He was a little bit crooked too. Ehhhh. 

Day 9 (the 10th, "screech" prompt)

This sad creature is actually a screech owl. It is named as such, because since I drew the poor things, the world hasn't been the same. I apologise Mr owl.

Day 10 (in which I finally catch up to everyone else, hey guys ho-- where did everybody go?) ("gigantic" prompt)

Just because I'm still over the moon that I got a badge on dA for drawing this dusty old meme that I only learned about 178667 years late. Whatever. Biting pear of salamanca.

Day 11. 

With such a heavy load of disgusting self-pity you'd think I regressed back to being my old emo teenage self. Truth is, you'd be right thinking that.

Day 12. (todaaaaaaaaaay)

I SWEAR this looked sorta normal as a sketch.

...

But then I went ahead with everything else.

 

 

So, that's it so far! After you're back from your psychologist appointment you had to urgently attend to after looking at these and developing PTSD in an instant, I actually recommend you give a try to this challenge! It can be therapeutic. Or helpful. Or it can make you feel accomplished. Or for practice. I don't know! 

My time of the year has BEGAN

2017.10.08. 20:43, Omen Drals
it's officially halloween until it's christmas okay?

I also had a go at Inktober today (only 8 days late uhhh). Don't think big, these are tiny, deliberately rushed drawings but at least I feel included in something fun 

I was so anxious and angry these last few days that I might have never been when it comes to anything relating to work. How about taking on a woman's worst part of her job for no pay at all because she asked nicely? How about all of this is settled just between her and your boss, you clearly having no say in whether you will actually do this favour or not? Not just for one day: throughout the entire winter, every day! How about making literally half of this woman's pay yet getting no compensiations for anything you've ever done for these two shits?

So yeah, my head could actually explode. People around you love to consider you less of a human with no dignity or desire if you're relatively poor, and very poor compared to them. 

Oh and how about getting 14 days off the entire year? Yeaaaaah.. On a less heated but still just as dark subject matter, I've been constantly thinking about death. 

I know we all deal with the inevitable prospect of our eventual demise, but I've been thinking through my life, and I have this faint memory of my childhood 

when I had this unshakeable, gloomy feeling of utter uncanny that overshadowed me and everything else around me. I've come from a dark, empty space, I just got out of there for a little while but I'm bound to get back eventually - this is how I felt as a little child. Now I wonder could it be that that's the actual truth?

All of this was basically triggered by an article online I've stumbled upon: in it a man describes actually being dead (he genuially flatlined) as a long nap where you feel like time passes much slower than usual. No consiousness, no anything. Blank. Makes not only life meaningless but also it makes everyone and all of our effort meaningless. If you really think about it, does this mean that he actually stopped existing for a few minutes then came back to existing a little more?

How come the same person came back?

Does that mean that he didn't actually stop existing simply lost his self awareness? Because, when you die shouldn't you really stop being you for forever with no chance of reviving the same person that died?

Or is it really just all our brains, and granted it remains intact storing the same memories as before death when the body revives the same personaility is to be found attached to the same body? Is the body the personality as well? Am I really just my brain? Are we really just our bodies? I don't want us to be just our bodies but it seems to be the only logical explanation. It's the only thing that could properly explain this gentleman's experience.

With this, it is also questionable whether dying at a youg age is really so tragic or not. For an eternity you didn't exist - then you existed for a riny little while - and you stop existing for forever, for eternity. With proportions so extreme, does 4 years or 400 years even makes sense? In contrast to that infinity we would be still laughable if we could live for a century even. And it's all for null: once you're dead everything is deleted. You are really a blank painting that 

should have never been painted as the canvas will be burned after your time is up, so what was the point to paint you? Why do we even live? So that we can 

spend this time knowing soon we will be deleted? To be given just enough time to comprehend what it means "not to be"?

I don't blame anyone who believes in God, Heaven and Hell or Reincarnation: the truth seems to be unbearably insulting and cruel. So what if some people believe  in the magic man in the sky or endless lives? At the end of the day we will all face the same, unbelievably harsh and cold reality. Isn't it better if at least some of us go into it all naively thinking the demise of their bodies won't mean it's the end of their minds/souls/spirits/conciousness?

So, yeah, this is the sort of weak mental gymnastics crap I'm torturing myself when cycling back home after a long, ungrateful day surrounded by long-faced, ungrateful people.

Camouflage - How do you feel?

(Relocated, 2006)


How do you feel
My old friend
Touching the Universe?

What do you see
When you travel
Back on floating steel?

How do you feel
My old friend
Lost in the atmosphere?

What does it mean
To be seen
As just a silver stream?

I actually finished something

2017.09.03. 20:54, Omen Drals
It's utter trash tho

So, I actually forced myself to finish something (shocker), although you can clearly tell I was working from top to bottom, and lost patience halfway (that belt only having a basic shape drawn is a dead give away), but hey, it's done. Too sharp edges, nothings detailed, but I got something onto the screen, and it's done. Hopefully the more I draw the faster I can work, so I will still have the mood to add in details (or just draw something normally). But for now, this trash is coming at you.

On a side note, when I started to work on this piece abomination, I was heavily tring to get a Dapper Corgi hatch, which finally happened thanks to the amazing people on wiz central, to be more specific, Eric Lionheart, who spared no time or effort giving some 3 or 4 (!!!) hatches out so I could finally cuddle with my virtual corgi. 

Talking of wiz, these latest attacks are disheartening. The entire community just feels... threatened. It's all weird, because unlike in Mabinogi, Wiz actually has a very welcoming and kind community that loves to give and connect with others. Why would we be targets of such things? This person allegedly attacked that resurrection attempt of Club Penguin, named Club Penguin Generations or Rewritten...? I am completely ignorant to anything CP, so sorry if I got things all mixed up! But what's the point of attacking people you know wouldn't hurt a fly? If you are already hacking, why not trying to tackle issues where help is needed: catching online predators, child molesters, scammers? This is all just pointless.

Twelve

2017.07.31. 01:47, Omen Drals

As of 2017. 07. 28. Fantasy Sekai is, indeed, twelve years old.

I mean, holy shit.

Címkék: oldaldolgok
Elejére | Újabbak | Régebbiek | Végére |
 
they call me omen

Fantasy Sekai
I can hear the universe ver. 0.01. beta state 
Design kód: LindaDesign
Háttérkép (bejelentkezés szükséges): Klikk

Nyitás: 2005. július 28.
Téma: nyitáskor Sesshoumaru, utána animék, utána ezotéria most meg (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
Nem vagyok nagy design-huszár, így ha el van minden csúszva, elnézést kérek :(

Jelen oldal tíz éves múlttal büszkélkedik, javarészt blogként funkcionál manapság. Különösebben nem érdekel hol van a határ a személyes bejegyzés és a cikk között, így a "blog" szót csak finoman használnám. ;)
Emelett megtalálhatóak még itt írásaim, régi blogjaim és rajzaim is. Régen foglalkozott az oldal animekkel, mangákkal, filmekkel és egyebekkel teljes gőzzel, ezek a tartalmak továbbra is elérhetőek. Nem mind az én munkám, egy ideig társ-szerkesztőm volt.

Néha magyarul, sometimes in english. Úgy is a bejegyzéseim java része just a bunch of ramblings and bitching, you're not missing out of bármi érdekfeszítőből.
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