Balloon

image from http://www.totalmerchandise.co.uk/
image from http://www.totalmerchandise.co.uk/

 

His abdomen was engorged, stretched like a balloon fit to burst. The hairy flesh was stretched taught over the swell, and he was covered in mottled patches of ashen white and flushed scarlet. Though his breaths came quick and short, his ribs creaking with effort, his pulse skipped and fluttered beneath clammy, butterfly skin.

It was only a matter of time now. Soon the screams and groans would stop, the frantic twitching of his eyes would cease, and those heaving ribs would stop straining under taut flesh.

And then… then it would be over.

Guys! I did a thing!

Birds of a feather

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As you can see on my Facebook page, I do art sometimes. I usually just do pencil portraiture, but recently I’ve wanted to branch out and do more mixed media and painting, after rediscovering my watercolour and acrylic paints hiding behind some other garbage. After hoarding some craft supplies from the import magazines at work, I decided today was the day. I bought some canvases and went to work.

They’re both watercolour backgrounds, with acrylic, pencil, pen, paper, and, in the case of the yellow one, twine. The white and yellow birds of the first are actually nail polish. But don’t tell anyone.

I am especially in love with the yellow one. Gah.

Apparently I really like birds today

I’m sure you can expect more posts about art as I delve deeper into it. I have another canvas laying in my kitchen, and I don’t expect it to survive the weekend. 😀