Poem of Which I Still Need to Title

When did we really stop growing up?
Imagining, dreaming...
Hoping, believing...
When did we stop it all?

Maybe...just maybe,
those childish, extraordinary, innocent feelings
Are not all gone

They're still there, deep down inside
Suppressed by society
Its expectations,
Its deliberations,
Suffocation
From the materialistic world

There was a time, when we didn't care
About our looks
About our hair
What we eat
What we wear
None of that mattered

Time didn't exist,
But fairies and dragons did
They fueled the mind,
Imagination would fly,
Alongside those fascinating creatures

All ideas were possible
You were unstoppable
On top of the world
With freedom,
Unbreakable

(Speed up talking, more intense)

But now you are broken
Stumbling,
Crumbling,
Under the weight of the world you once stood upon,
It now lies on your shoulders

The responsibility,
The pressure,
You can't even measure
When was the last time you even got to think?
You can't even remember
The last December,
That you actually enjoyed the holidays

Buying,
Supplying,
Lying,
Denying,
Its all you ever do now

Because you care too much of what others think of you,
How you talk,
How you walk,
Your personality,
Your originality,
Its fake now
As plastic as the new bag you've bought
Containing something you think is valuable
When its only defined by a brand and a tag....
(Pause)
Just like you

(Slow again, saddened)
Thats all you are now...
Thats all you've become....
A part of material sold in the this painful world,
Only to be thrown out after usage, and replaced

The rough edges are gone,
Sanded down by society as it tries to make you a replica to place on the shelves
But the scratches are still underneath

The scratches made from the time you were young
From when you didn't care,
About your look...
About your hair....
What you eat....
What you wear...

From the time when you breathed in real air,
Instead of the smoke you now live on,
From the time when you tasted freedom,
Instead of tasting restriction,
From the time you actually listened,
Instead of talking like you do now

Its now all a blur,
From that you'll now deter
From the truth at hand,
To stay in the bliss of ignorance that lies cradle you in

Rocking you back and forth
Back forth
Back forth
Tick tock
Tick tock
Time goes on and it always will now that it haunts you

But remember the scratches,
Those imperfections still hold your childhood
they'll always be there
They always have been
And they'll always remind you of who you were
Of who you really are

Movie Ideas??

I don't think I'll have a proper outline for this, but some brain storming will have to do.

Idea 1:

Legit narration, life story so far, events in my life, what came for better and for worse, the way I am today and the reasons for it.
(Probably too deep)

Idea 2:

Comical narration, how I'm terrible in  public, awkward, and anti-social; how I get through life with such traits, and how it just makes things worse but kinda funny.
(Probably a little stupid)

Idea 3:

Poem, description of feeling, telling a story, an imaginative adventure? an inside feeling? Maybe about hopes? Dreams? How reality ruins it all? ( going deep again) outlandish but relatable, do some cool expressive stuff,
effects if possible.
(Probably really good, I just don't know how to do it)

Digimon vs Pokemon!

Digimon vs Pokemon.




Obviously Pokemon is better, considering its still going on.
However, Digimon did have a much better show, that is, until they had that weird series where people turned into Digimon......that was terrible.

Mickey Mouse Symbol

The Mickey Mouse/Disney logo is one of my favorites cause of its simplicity and recognition. This symbol is known by everyone worldwide. Its kind of amazing that just this silhouette represents so much, of a beloved childhood character and the company who produced it. Just from looking at it, you instantly know who it is, and what it is, which I think, is pretty cool.

Crushed- The Movie

The movie you've all been waiting for.....not really, but its done, just in case you were wondering.

Crushed: What Its All About

My movie is called "Crushed", and its literally about being crushed by your crush. How I see having a crush is liking so much to a point that that one person overwhelms your life. You spend all this time focusing on your crush and you soon find yourself with your life revolving around this person. What you wear, how you act, what you say; it all suddenly matters now because of your crush. Your afraid of rejection and judgement, so sometimes, you go to the extreme lifestyle change. This is the slow, suffocating process I see, with having a crush.


Heres a picture story to make my point more clear:

It all starts when you realize you have said crush:

As your infatuation grows, so does your obsession and soon you do everything and anything to be a part of their life:

You also start to doubt yourself and think your not good enough and that your ugly:

Then other speculations/ realities such as your crush having a crush destroys you:











And as all this happens you just keep going insane:

Hybrid Fox

Sweeney Todd Movie Poster

Movie Poster: Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

Telling from the poster....

From the poster I can tell many things. In a sense, it already conveys most of the story to you. In the title, it already tells you the character's name and what he is, a "demon barber". Also in red text above the title, it reads "Never Forget, Never Forgive", so from that, its obvious that this isn't going to be a nice barber who gives good haircuts. This man, sitting in his chair with a serious look and a barber's knife convey's this dark feeling. The whole thing is in monochrome with only hints of red, in his chair and on the title, streaked as blood; and usually in black in white pieces with red, especially red as blood, shows whats going to be going on.

Second Idea for Movie Poster

I don't have pen and paper on me right now, so before I forget, I'll just update my idea here.
Movie Poster Title: Crushed
About: When you find yourself with a "crush", and you slowly become crushed by having said crush. Basically when you love someone who doesn't even know you exist and you do stupid things for love.
What It Will Look Like: So far I'm going with the idea of me holding up my crush, and by my crush I mean some random guy I found on Google, and making it look like I'm struggling/getting crushed by doing so.

Okay, reminder is done.
I might as well post the pictures too.

Note to self-

Find a way to remove watermark somehow.

Ideas of sorts

Fantasy?
Satire/Parody?
Comedy?


Probably going to do a fantasy thing.
-Always wanted weather powers. Or time powers. Time powers are cool.
- Greek reference?
-Blonde streak.
- Thunder powers?
*corny but good.

Looks like a random bird but it might tie into something later

Introduction?

1. What is your computer and Photoshop experience?

Well, in this generation, who doesn't have computer experience? Anyway, thats all good I suppose, with the exception of technical stuff and Macs. I'm good in Photoshop, to a point, and I'm still fixing out the kinks. Basically, I still kinda suck, but not that much.

2. Tell me something interesting about yourself.

As my name suggests, I run of coffee basically. I can't get up sane without it.
I'm funny I guess and I like to draw cartoons, if that counts as interesting.

3. Who is your favorite artist?

I'm going to be really cheesy and say Glen Keane. I also like Butch Hartman, who produced my all favorite show as a child "Danny Phantom," and I guess thats who I can remember at the top of my head as a "favorite". I usually don't have just one favorite.

4. Write a five line story.

There once was an awkward girl with an awkward way who made every situation around her awkward. She tries to be less awkward only finding herself to be only more awkward in the end. She thought she failed at life because she was so awkward. However one day she saved somebody from something by being super awkward and was awarded by the city with the Awk-Award.
Being an awkward girl with an awkward way who made every situation around her awkward, she thought, wasn't so bad.

5. What is your favorite hobby?

I was going to say art and drawing but I'm planning on turning that into my career so I really don't have any hobbies.
Unless watching British guys on Youtube count.