My art Gallery

Inspired by the page about SuperQuack, This will be where I psot pictures and writings that I really enjoy as well as pictures and work of my own if I deem them worthy enough of your eyes. I will do my best to give credit where it is do, but of course, in these days of anonymisity on the Web, forgive me if I should mess up. If you do notice that I have not acknowledged someone, please feel free to email me and I will fix it as soon as I receive your email.

Pictures

Ooh ooh! Its the poster for the second Harry Potter, "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrest!" Available at www.HarryPotter.com

this is "iyana the earth faerie" compliments of neopets.... great artists, arent they?

ummm any images appearing here by neopets are protected by a copyright license. to use those, please go to neopets.com
such images include the banner on the homepage, iyana, and the faeries at the botttom of this page
- "Copyright 2002 NeoPets.com, Inc. All Rights Reserved. Used With Permission"

ok so thats a really long picture... i tried shrinking it and now it does not look as good... please forgive me, i will try to make it horizontal instead of vertical later

this is a bamboo arangement my mother and I made.
It sits in our family room at home. (yeah... and then it died...) (do not use metal sticks to hold them up, the rust is apparently very bad for bamboo...)

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is the first batch of cookies I have ever made all by myself from scratch!
Mmm Mmm Good

Ok... so not a piece of art, but this is my favorite picture of all time: me holding my baby sister... ~Awwwwwww~


	When the Silence Breaks (im still working on the sp acing...forgive me if the lines are a bit off...) --Rita Bouvier I am a reluctant speaker violence not just a physical thing words are one thing I can hold them in my hand later embroider them like you do fine silk on white deer hide if I want. but dead silence, that's another matter there is nothing to hold on to like the falling before you waken. I imagine it this way, simply ketahtawe ekwa - someday soon * when the silence breaks the deer will stop in their tracks pausing in awe the wolverine will roll over and over on a hillside, and you will hear my voice as if for the first time distant and then melodic and recognize it as your very own. ketahtawe ekwa - someday soon * The poet has taken some poetic license with the translation of ketahtawe ekwa - the exact translation of this phrase is "one of these days, now".


	OK, not really sure who wrote this, says a kid in Bagdad, Arizona, but being Canadian i'm not even sure that place really exists ;) sooo heres one of the best poems i ever received as a foreward: This was written by a teen in Bagdad, Arizona. Now I sit me down at school, Where praying is against the rule. For this great nation under God, Finds mention of Him very odd. If Scripture now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights. And anytime my head I bow Becomes a Federal matter now. Our hair can be purple, orange, or green, That's no offense; it's a freedom scene. The law is specific, the law is precise. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all. In silence alone we must meditate, God's name is prohibited by the state. We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks. They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible. To quote the Good book makes me liable. We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen, And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King. It's "inappropriate" to teach right belong. [a line may be missing in this stanza] We can get our condoms and birth controls, Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles. But the Ten Commandments are not allowed, No word of God must reach this crowd. It's scary here I must confess, When chaos reigns the school's a mess. So, Lord, this silent plea I make: Should I be shot; My soul please take! Amen


	> > > God's Boxes > > > I have in my hands two boxes > > > Which God gave me to hold. > > > He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box, > > > And all your joys in the gold." > > > I heeded His words, and in the two boxes > > > Both my joys and sorrows I stored, > > > But though the gold became heavier each day > > > The black was as light as before. > > > With curiosity, I opened the black, I wanted to > > > find out why, > > > And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole > > > Which my sorrows had fallen out by > > > I showed the hole to God, and mused, "I wonder > > > where my sorrows could be." > > > He smiled a gentle smile and said, > > > "My child, they're all here with me." > > > I asked, "God, why He gave me the boxes, > > > Why the gold, and the black with the hole?" > > > "My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings, > > > The black is for you to let go."

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	Hiro no Tsuki - Melfina's Song - Outlaw Star (one of my favorite songs) (Japanese) Oto no nai mahiru Kaze wa tada akarui Sukoshi nemutasou ni Hanabira ga yureta Nani ge nai kono omoi Nee, hito wa donna kotoba de Yondeiru no Shiroi suna no tsuki Toji kometa hanashi o Hikari furasu you ni Kikasete ne sotto Itsuka shiru toki ga kuru no? Mune no itami o Soshite ima yori yasashiku Naru no ne Atatakai kono omoi Nee, hito wa donna namae de Yondeiru no Shiroi suna no tsuki Mabushikute mienai Tooi mirai no koto Kikasete ne sotto (Translation for the TV edit) One soundless midday, the wind was fresh and clean, and the flower petals swayed as if they were asleep. This serene feeling... Tell me, what's the name that people give it? Tell me a story that's locked away in the white sand of the moon, let me hear it as gently as light shining down. (Melfina's version (dubbed) ) I don't know What words I can say The wind has a way To talk to me Flowers sleep A silent lullaby I pray for reply I'm ready Quiet day calms me Oh serenity Someone Please tell me Ohmm, what is it, they say? Maybe I will know one day -- In case you are wondering, this song appears in the ending credits. --km

(guess who can make her very own blogs? this kid right here!!)
(thanks to help from the wonderful cmpt275tutorial leader you can actually see it! you rock man!)

Questa mia canzone
Inno dell’amore
tela canto adesso
con il mio dolor
così forte così grande
che mi trafigge il cuor
Ma limpido-è-il mattino
fra i campi odor di vino
io ti sognavo e adesso
ti vedo ancora lì
ah, quanta nostalgia
affresco di collina
io piango che pazzia
fu andarsene poi via.
Questa melodia
Inno dell’amore
te la canto e sento
tutto il mio dolor
così forte, così grande che mi trafigge il cuor
Ma limpido è il mattino
tra i campi un gran mulino
lì è nato il mio destino
amaro senza te
…………………….. ………..amaro senza te
E questo cuore canta
un dolce melodramma
è l’inno dell’amor
che canterò per te
è un melodramma
che che canto senza te

This song of mine, Hymn of love I sing to you now with my pain
so strong so great it stabs my heart
But the morning is clear among the fields
the scent of wine I dreamt of you and now
I see you there ah, what memories fresco of hills
I cry what madness it was to leave and go
This melody Hymn of love I sing to you and feel
all my pain so strong, so great it stabs my heart
But the morning is clear among the fields
a windmill rises there my destiny was born bitter without you …………………………. ……………. bitter without you
And this heart sings a sweet melodrama
it’s the hymn of love I’ll sing for you
it’s a melodrama I sing without you