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Lost Soul

... but not forgotten.

I was trudging through a forest near the Eskimo village I was staying at. My friend loaned me his rifle and I was also armed with my camera so I was relatively safe.

I was finding some beautiful shots on my hike. However, I slid down into a small glen, right in front of this. I was struck. I literally sat for a few moments, contemplating, thinking, and reflecting.

It was an incredible feeling stumbling upon this grave.

Who had this person been? What did the marker say? Where did this person come from and why was this person out here? What was this persons story?

I made an offering of some bones the village Elder had given me sometime before and wished peace upon the Soul and asked for Guidance in the future.

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Proud and Fearless

Pulled into my garage one night and this little guy was latched to the outside of my passenger window. I was astounded he managed to hang on through 80mph wind and what not. Nor did he freeze to death. I approached and he held his ground. Even took a fighting stance and stared me down. I commended his bravery and achievement the best way I knew how. Afterwords I thanked him for his time and set him outside.

My best wishes went with him that night to make it to where he was going. However far away my vessel managed to carry him.

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Fri Oct 23, 2009, 11:45 AM
Things are looking up I suppose.

Life is a funny thing. How it changes overtime. How things we once thought rock solid melt into sand. How even our very mentalities and views shift. It's all about perspective I guess. You can look at anything in a positive manner. Change is just that, change. And when you find your suddenly knee deep in sand and not sure how you got there. Just fuck it. Build a sand castle. Life's to short for Malice or Despair.

Which I guess is what I'm buried in now. A shit ton of sand. My four year relationship with my girl friend has ended. It's saddening but were on better terms lately. I guess we both agreed we're the better from it. My ten year friendship with a former comrade has also fallen dead in it's tracks. I'm slowly forgiving my friend Kyle for his role in it. Only because he is taking steps in the right direction. I know I wont ever feel the same about him though. One other 'friend' has shown his true motivations and he WILL NOT be missed. Altogether this was truly 90% of my life that fell like that of a mighty oak. Sudden, unforeseen, and earth shaking. Now all is silent.

However from the ashes there is always life if it's will is strong.

All of that has lead to becoming much better friends with Kayla, Matt, Sara, and others. Already I am having fun adventures with my friends and my beloved sisters again. It has also lead to the discovery of many new faces. I've been adventuring around the surrounding cities at all hours of the day and night now and have had many wonderful, fun, and enlightening experiences. Which just goes to show, fortune favors the bold, and ALWAYS talk to strangers because you never know where friends are hiding.

When it comes to how all this has affected my art. Which is what this place is about. I've been doing a lot more with my didge and Harmonica. I have gotten back into my scholarly ways, along with doodling more and painting some. Photography need not be mentioned because my camera is always attatched to me. I've been rocking out hardcore lately and enjoying it all. Which brings this piece to mind...


Rabble on my comrades.

  • Listening to: The Goatriders Horde
  • Reading: the Stars
  • Watching: METAL ! ! ! ! !
  • Playing: with all the metal in my face.
  • Eating: Flesh and Souls of Vegetable Warriors
  • Drinking: Tea

deviantID

I'm 19. Photography is something I love to do. I get a lot out of it physically, artistically and otherwise. I enjoy writing very much and it's the easiest way for me to get my idea's out. I ink all over my notebooks and any stray paper that lingers about for to long. I can't stand pencils. Digital art is a medium I really want to become proficient in. I'm a Pisces to the core and as such most of my reality takes place inside my head and my personality is everywhere depending upon the time of day.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: The 7th Layer
  • Interests: New experiences, humans, old liturature, religions, the mind and all it's power, the world.
  • Favourite genre of music: Most anykind a person can produce
  • Favourite poet or writer: Donald Tyson and Gene Wolfe are some I recall.
  • MP3 player of choice: Ba to those!! How dare you all Forsake your CD's!! May a curse be upon you!!
  • Shell of choice: The Anti Social Kind. = P
  • Skin of choice: Metal
  • Favourite game: Elder Scrolls and Mechwarrior
  • Favourite gaming platform: Chance based involving dice, states, and peoples unbounded imaginations.
  • Personal Quote: Loyalty. Honour. Resolve.
  • Tools of the Trade: My Body, my Mind, my Comrades.

Comments


:iconlast-leaf:
Thanks so much for your comment!
:iconaziot:
Thank you very much, I truly appreciate it.

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---Being unfinished can be the final piece---
Remember your darkest hour only lasts sixty minutes. You will make it through, just don't give up, nor give in.
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:iconpoisononyourlips:
thanks :aww:

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...poisonous heart...
:iconsolomin:
Thank you too. You have some beautiful things in your gallery. Forgive the fav. without comment, I've been trying still to formulate what I wanted to say. lol. c:

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"Evil stems from but one thing. Man. Therefor, as men, we must take it upon ourselves to eradicate Evil from this world."

- Justen. Passed on after inciting a riot inside his Asylum, may he rest in peace.
:iconalarie-tano:
Thank you very much for the :+fav:!

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