//:The Cre♥tive Cognition

I Just Want To Put Something Up

2008-01-11T05:44:28Z

I feel like I've neglected so much. Not just me not updating this - my online journals as you can call it. But... it feels like I've just realized things. Like I see and understand so much clearer now. Not to be emo - that's beside the point and besides I don't agree with emo and its -ings - but have you ever felt so numb in your life? Question yourself.
I have. So I can fully testify it's something that God knows I wish would never happen to anyone.

WOW!

It feels good to breath.

And how good does it feel to have someone constantly in one's mind that could drive you potentionally isane. I mean, it's getting on my nerves, but like my friend Michelle said, it's good to have someone to think about. And no matter how I would turn things around in my head, how I would smack my forehead because scenes just keep repeating in my mind, and how I just have to deny every single time, the fact remains. I think I've fallen. Not in love. But something close to it.

And because of that - this is where I will leave you for now. Other than that, I just want to share just two icons I made. It's because I've wanted to post something creative here for some time now. But then, none of my writings is ever complete. And even if I do feel creative - deviantart is keeping me off my own artist's utensils and gaping open mouthed at people's work. How appropriate. It's about Paris. They're one and the same, and they are from a section of a photo I took when Laura and I were by the Eiffel Tower [credit if you use]:

A Record Of Unfinished Works

2008-01-08T12:17:41Z

It has been many months since I last touched Livejournal - this and my other account. New Year has passed. I hope everyone had a blast! To those who as not been greeted by me, belated Happy New Year!!!

Here is a short piece I found on someone's imeem profile. I think it was somewhere in the begining of last year. I liked the feel and texture of it so much, it appealed to my visual asthetics, I just had to save it and tuck it away somewhere to re-read at a later date. Since my last laptop went and busted itself up (more like we broke it's charger and now it has no power source). All my files, especially my video streams (mourns that she can no longer download FMA for free), are more likely lost til further notice. Anyways, here it is, short and simple:

Poor summer, it doesn't know it's dying.
A few days are all it has. Still, the lake
is with me, its strokes of blue-violet
and the fiery sun replacing loneliness.
I feel like an animal that has found a place.
This is my burrow, my nest, my attempt
to say, I exist. A rose can't shut itself
and be a bud again. It's a malady,
wanting it. On the shore, the moon sprinkles
light over everything, like a campfire,
and in the green-black night, the tall pines
hold their arms out as God held His arms
out to say that He was lonely and that
He was making Himself a man.

I did however uploaded some files onto mediafire (a great relief), so I do have some files saved. I also have some available music downloads which links I will post at a time when I basically feel like it =P

Here is something I wrote last year as well - in my throes of fraustration and agony and somewhere where I had a compulsion to open every story (that I plan to write but never finish) begining with the sky! Don't know why, something about dramatic effect or other that I'm not sure on - but it's suppose to be mood building!

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It was a starless night. Quiet, passive. No real threat to the angry storm clouds rolling in like waves, changing the border from the here to the world just beyond the reach of sight. Within minutes, rain fell. At first a drizzle, a quiet sombre murmur heralding the coming storm. It rained gently as if on a black parade, blurring the grey lines of the cityscape; trapping all noise and silence into one coalescing cadence. And then the heavy downpour: angry unyielding and relentless shards of dew-shaped water, in their unnumbered numbers, leaving no scope for the people to hide – with the only refuge under strong built roofed structures. It fell, heavy, pinioning down proud green leaves in their upright stance against the brazen weather; drumming quicken heartbeat rhythms on cage windows that trapped and sheltered souls within. These were angels’ tears. A silent morose requiem for life.

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2007-07-16T20:40:44Z

Today I came across a somewhat old looking thing that turned out to be an old old refill pad of mines. From when I was in year 8 (grade 8 elsewhere), and when I was living back in Eastbourne. On one page, I found a poem(+1/2) I wrote. Probably the only poem of mines from back then that only survives. The others I think I thrashed or put away some place easily forgotten, even for me, the one who put them all away :[

I don't even know what the following is all about;

A shadow leaped behind the background
snatching half of the light.
It scared off almost every audience but
some remained, calm.
The lights flicked open.
Penetrating the deep darkness and soon it faded.
The room remained casual after the shock,
everyone chattering away
and the shadow was forgotten
and so the show went on.

- - - - * - - - -

My finger wandered blindly against thin air,
I want to feel you yet theres only air going through the tips of my fingers
...

Brand new layout, still Bleach by still the same bulletscarnage

Pinoy Fashion Designers.

2007-06-26T17:50:12Z

+ Pitoy Moreno
+ Rene Salud
+ Dennis Lustico
+ Oscar Peralta
+ Ino Sotto
+ Patis Tesoro
+ Rajo Laurel
+ Mich Dulce
+ Monique Lhuiller

Anybody know any other pinoy designers??? I'm kinda disappointed that some designers don't even have personal online portfolios. Anyways, who else??

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I really like these wedding gowns by Monique Lhuiller. More clothes at monique.site

This last one I'm guessing is influenced by the Mara Clara:

On a different note - I'll be changing my lj layout once we get out internet back. It's too subdued....

Apologise for the late update.

2007-06-26T16:51:54Z

Sorry for the late upate - I made loads of icons but they are on my laptop back home. Can't upload and update this page until we get our internet back.

I am currently at my cousin's.

By the 4th of July, hopefully, we'll get out internet back.

I apologise to my f-list.

I update my other more personal lj.

Btw - I didn't know Mich Dulce was a fashion designer till today!!!

FIRST BATCH! FIRST BATCH!

2006-11-09T02:14:03Z

Yes! After many uncreative session with me, myself and I. I finally got motivated. Mucho thanks to my best friend who drove down to our house today ain't seen her for awhile - she's a working girl now! ^^ She showed me how to ~~again~~ colourise in ps7. Man... it's been months months since I touched ps7. Everything that I use to know then gone. But now.. I think I can experiment. Which is exactly what I did. This is my first time making an icon - and since before this, I use to be an old-traditional medium kind of girl. NO~No ps7, paintshop pro - not for me, thanks. But that was that.
After seeing all the marvellous works from various artist all over the world in the magazine ImagineFX. So impress! Esp. at the wonderful works of Kuang Hong. Amongst my wishlist now is a wacom tablet.

Anyways, please do have a gander at my first batch of experiments. All the same image, taken from papermoon_icons. Tutorial from icon_tutorial; under tokyonoir; through who I found her friend silverqe whose pretty pink texture I used. Plug! Also, together with tokyonoir, silverqe made a collaborative account for icons. It's still in their first stage. But please do check. This Nov.'s theme is BISHONEN - tempting? ^^ yes... I know.. bishies... yum... {{^^}}. So do check it out. Other credits go to jubilli; and dearest whose texture I used.

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Just outside my jurisdiction ~~oooouww... big word. big word. feel all suddenly clever now~~ This is something I am actually quite proud of. National pride which is rare thing for me