RIP Paul Walker.

Paul Walker of <i>The Fast and the Furious</i> movies has died in a car accident.

I have always been a fan of The Fast and the Furious series, not matter what others say (including my boyfriend), I find that there is something about the series that I’m always drawn to.  It’s actiony, adventurous, heist-licious, emotional, and a full on blast of sky high fun stuff.  I like it.  It’s cool.  And I like that it seemed as though to Paul Walker and Vin Diesel this was a very important series of movies for them.  I like what they did to it, I like that they continued the series to tie in all the other movies. I thought that was great.  That is why, even though I am one tiny little fan down under, I am saddened by the loss of an actor, who I’ve only seen in movies.  People die every day but yet only a few affect you, and when they do affect you, you can tell from the way your heart seems to be heavy.  Even though the one who is affecting you is not someone you know, it shows that you are a fan, shows that you have a heart to care.   I hope Paul Walker lived a full life even though it was too soon for him to go.  As a fan, I will always remember your works!

Ralph Waldo Emerson said:

“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest criticism and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty and find the best in others; to leave this world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived–this is to have succeeded.”

Ordinarily I won’t write a RIP message, I would just remember in silence, but this time round, I guess I’m just feeling a little sad at the reminder how short life can be and how important it is that life should be lived well!  It seems that this is one celebrity whose works have somehow affected me.  I don’t know much about him, strange ey?  I’m a fan but I don’t know much.  All I know is that if he has a new movie out or if he’s in the news I would check it out, because he’s one celebrity who does not make me think anything bad of, if that makes any sense?  But I fail as a fan for knowing so little.  All I can say really is, this is a very sad tragedy.  It’s sad that this should happen to Paul Walker.  It’s also a reminder of how young I am, still yet to experience the  true pain of losing someone I love and being able to cry for them wholeheartedly, and that I must live my life well, because you’ll never know when it’s over.

RIP Paul Walker.  You did good.  I can hardly believe this,

Your fan.

My Hometown. Yoko Ono.

The other day in class we were discussing “trans-languaging”.  That is, looking at one language, yet seeing the meanings and ideals translated across.  For example, one of the most widely used languages in the world today is English.  There are many reasons why people chose to learn English, be a speaker of English and there are the debates on the ownership of English now.  What’s fascinating about English being an internationally used language in many different contexts, is that people, all over the world, use it differently for different reasons.  Yoko Ono though, wrote poetry, poetry, that might not actually mean much at a first glance (if you’re not looking for it, or not a poetry fanatic, maybe) but on closer look, there is a deeper meaning to it.  As part of my class the other day, we looked at My Hometown by Yoko Ono.  The purpose was to look at “trans-languaging”.

Ono, writes about the notion of “hometown” and while reading it the first time round, I thought, it’s a nice poem, but it doesn’t quite relate to me.  Because to me, I don’t have a “hometown”.  I have a suburb where I go home to, but that doesn’t necessarily mean I see it in the same way as Ono has illustrated her definition of “hometown” in her poem.  When I watched the video below, I actually understood better, her definition, watching the animation to fill in the spaces in my mind and knowledge of what “hometown” meant.  And believe or not, I felt strangely enlightened.  Not only was I enlightened, I read the poem again with different eyes, and this time, it was like a light that been switched on.  This time, it was as though in my eyes, it was glowing.  I was actually a bit stunned by this development.

So I would like to share this piece of “trans-languaging” with everyone, even if others have already read this, and I’m five hundred years too late (jokes!), I want to share what I have been inspired by!  I think it’s very touching, and I think I might be more interested in Yoko Ono’s works from now on!

Do you know where your hometown is?
Your hometown is a place you choose.

Get a map of the world.
Pin a little flag on a place on the map you’d like to go to.
The place you’ve put your flag is your hometown.

Let’s find a way to make this flag something you’ll be proud of.
Start by giving your hometown a name you want to call it by.
Find out some things about your hometown
Make a scrapbook of images and people from your hometown, and add your comments about them
Look after your hometown in your mind.
Send it lots of love.

In your mind help anyone there who needs help.
If there are any broken-down houses, mend them in your mind
If there are any people who are ill, make them better in your mind
If any of the streets need cleaning, clean it in your mind
If there are any children who are crying, wipe their tears away in your mind

Find out about the past and present of your hometown.
If anything terrible has ever happened there, think about it, and try to take away the pain that’s still there.
If there’s something terrible going on there now, focus your thoughts on it, and try to take away all the pain.

Quietly tell your best friends about the problems of your hometown, and ask them to solve them in their minds.
Put up some nice photos of your hometown in your room.
Write a diary about your hometown.
Keep sending your powerful energy to your hometown until more people start to smile and laugh and enjoy themselves.
Keep going until your efforts start to make things better in your hometown.
One day we’ll realize that all the towns in the world are someone’s hometown.



Library Wars: Love & War. Kiiro Yumi.

Library Wars: Love & War 1 (Library Wars: Love & War, #1)Library Wars: Love & War 1
by Kiiro Yumi

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Great, funny, and it’s probably the first manga where the guy is slightly shorter than the girl! And I’m not annoyed by it!!!

The Plot
In the near future, the federal government creates a committee to rid society of books it deems unsuitable. The libraries vow to protect their collections, and with the help of local governments, form a military group to defend themselves–the Library Forces!

Iku Kasahara has dreamed of joining the Library Defense Force ever since one of its soldiers stepped in to protect her favorite book from being confiscated in a bookstore when she was younger. But now that she’s finally a recruit, she’s finding her dream job to be a bit of a nightmare. Especially since her hard-hearted drill instructor seems to have it in for her!
Hence this premise = lots of action, one hardcore, sometimes stupid (but not annoying stupid) female protag, a couple of hot interesting team mates and romanceeeeeeee! Wheeee loved it!!!

The Characters
Iku Kasahara> omg I love her!! She’s kickass. She’s funny-stupid (her priorities are always in the wrong order). She’s honest. She’s loud. She’s got a good heart. And she knows her stuff (eventually. If she knows she has to learn more, then she would go and learn more, even at the risk of pimples – don’t ask).

Atsushi Dojo> the love interest. Next to Iku, he is actually five centimetres shorter (he’s 165cm and Iku is 170cm) so he’s always at the butt of her jokes. Well, as much as a junior officer can say to a senior officer. Dojo is a pretty interesting character, he works well with Iku and I love how their characters contrast. Their sexual tension is like way up there (so far I can’t even see it anymore) yet, there’s nothing more than hugs and comforting touches. So I totally want to keep reading to the moment they get together…anyway. Dojo is gruff and actually the person Iku looks up to, but she doesn’t recognise him (read it and understand. I’m not going to tell you what that plot is all about), so it irks him a bit. He works Iku to the bone, yells at her a lot, but generally praises her when she does good. His character is not like those cold cool types that girls fall in love with because, well, they’re cool. No, Dojo is cool in the sense, that he can be an ass, but he also has a sense of humour and is a nice guy, generally, and basically, actually has a good personality (compared to the cool guys with a bad personality).

Supporting cast> love every single one of them and their stories. I love their interaactions, especially when it comes to Iku and I especially love it when one of them asks Iku out, but not because he likes her, but because he was told to “get along” with her. Haha that was hilarious, especially her reaction after!

Near, futuristic dystopia society where library books are at stake, as well as the ability to read anything uncensored.

Love it, it’s good and humourous, engaging, I feel interested.
Artwork: There were actually two copies of this volume-same author, but different artists, I actually prefer this one, I think it’s more comfortable? Anyway, the other one wasn’t bad either. So good artwork!

Awesome manga! Love it, must be read.

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Random Music Moment #89

So I didn’t realise Celia Pavey sang this on the Voice Australia weeks ago so I didn’t realise it was the same song.  When I posted about the original song (Click Here) it didn’t really occur to me it was the song since I think I was trying to erase all the Twilight pictures from my head.  But just now I found it again…turns out Celia Pavey sang it as part of the Battle rounds…and honestly I love her voice!  I love the tone and I think it’s beautiful except the slight screw up during her blind audition.  I think she could win this year!  And if she does – I’d listen to her sing.  So enjoy today’s Random Music Moment – Celia Pavey (the girl on the right) singing A Thousand Years during the Voice battle rounds!

Wings of Eternity.

Share with me the wings of eternity,

Swarming with darkness,

Embraced in light.

Share with me the glory of the win,

Blazing bright,

Heartlessly cold.

Share with me the spirit of tomorrow,

Swimming with hope,

Edged with fear.

Share with me the want of the night,

Dripping with lust,

Filled with love.

Share with the end of the end,

Walking up that stairway,

Drawn back by fire.

Share with me the scales of life,

Loving until I die,

Hating with a passion.

Share with me the wings of eternity,

Swimming with malice,

Embraced in kindness.

A Song of Sadness

Let me sing a song of sadness,

A song of overwhelming grief.

I cannot pour my heart out,

Cut from my chest and bled

Until it is bereft of blood.

I can only sing about

The pain in my heart,

That cannot be said,

In one word

Or two.

Let me sing a song of sadness,

About the love

I once had.

It was a beautiful love,

Untouchable by the dirt that

Rots this society

And the corruption of

The tainted hands of reality.

It blossomed,

And bloomed,

And grew without fear

Or hesitation.

There was nothing unstoppable,

Nothing unwanted,

Just pure,



Untouched love.

Let me sing a song of sadness,

That sprouted from this beautiful love.

It came with the falling rain

On a sudden late afternoon

Where there was no sound,

Other than the water,

Gushing through the downpipes,

Singing a solemn song,

Of waiting by the window,

For that painful,



That came with the darkening sky.

Let me sing a song of sadness,

Of the men and women,

Who fought in the war,

For their country,

For their nation,

To die,

A lonely death

In a field unrecogniseable

To them, except at the last moment.

Let me sing a song of sadness,

For this is their last moment,

Of the thoughts in their heads,

When they think

Of those they’d love,

And those they love

With all their hearts.

Their love soars,

In flying colours,

Over the fields,

As the rain pours on endlessly,

Drawing the poppies,

From their graves.

Let me sing this song of sadness,

And bring their stories of love

Alive, through their grief,

There was happiness.


Random Music Moment #81

Now that Eurovision is over, I find it hard to think of anything but because the music is still in my head, especially this song!  I love that it’s a little different to the top three songs, and I love that it came 4th out of 26.  What’s more I love that it’s electronic/electro pop.  I feel it’s pretty catchy;

Now I can see
The whole world is mine
I can touch and feel
I feed you my love

You put a knife against my back
And you dare me to face the attack
You say, “For cowards there’s no reward”
Feel the heat

Full lyrics HERE

…and I love her vocals.  I really love the way she sings “Now I can see/the whole world is mine/ I can touch and feel/ I feed you my love”.  There’s just this really nice tone to it that distracts me from finalising my assignments but! I’m almost done with uni and I’m excited!!! Haha, soooooo please enjoy today’s random music moment, sung by the lovely Margaret Berger for Norway during the Eurovision this year, “I feed you my love”.


Random Music Moment #73

Ah this was probably the highlight year for me.  I remember this year the best.  After such an amazing stage presence with Finland’s winner in 2006, the big Serbian song and first-song-other-than-English-for-a-long-time to win in 2007, and the simple big-voiced song winner in 2008, and then in 2009, we have the charming, young Alexander Ryback from Norway!  Seriously, this song was catchy, well-sung, interesting, with a seriously young front man.

What’s interesting about this song is that it’s based off Norwegian folklore.  It’s about the Huldra, a beautiful female creature that lures young men to her and then curses them.  Sounds like a Siren or Succubus to me!


Years ago, when I was younger
I kinda liked, a girl I knew
She was mine, and we were sweethearts
That was then, but then it’s true

I’m in love, with a fairytale
Even though it hurts
Coz I don’t care if I lose my mind
I’m already cursed

Full Lyrics HERE

But the funny thing is, when I listened to the lyrics of this song, I thought about the fairytales I knew and I also thought about the perspectives of love.  Funny how something so irrelevantly relevant could pop up and wah-la, connection of an international level.  And the schema is completely different!

Amazing, isn’t it?

I wonder…well, anyway!  Please enjoy today’s RMM, not long now to the next Eurovision!!! The winner of the 2009 Eurovision Song ContestFairytale by Alexander Rybak.

Random Music Moment #67

I remember humming this on the way to school.  I remember crossing the road, catching the faintest grasp of the winning sound in my ear, yet I could barely remember it.  I can’t believe Turkey won, but it was good.

Funny even though I had the faintest memory of this winning song, it’s not until the year after that I started counting the months properly and noting the winners.  But anyway! Today’s RMM is Every way that I can by Sertab Erener

Random Music Moment #65

Omg!  This is it guys!  My final countdown!  Though the first time I remembered and dated the winning song of the winning year, I decided to start a couple of years earlier.  I have two reasons for this, 1) I remember looking at the map the year after this particular song won, and wondered why it was in Equador, South America, considering it was a European show after all.  It was a little while later that I realised, the winning country had not been Equador but Estonia!  Lol, how interesting age can be in playing a role, manipulating the memory.  I was pretty young, so I’m not surprised I was wrong.  Still, shocking considering the geography.

So today’s Random Music Moment is the winner of the 2001 Eurovision Song Contest.  It was from Estonia, performed in English by Tanel Padar and David Benton featuring 2XL.

A couple of interesting facts about this winning song.  1) David Benton was the oldest contestant to win the contest and 2) he was the first, dare I say it? and I will say I quoted it from Wikipedia, so don’t rag on me! Benton was the first black  contestant to win.   [I apologise if I offend anyone, but filling that spot with euphemisms….I’d feel, would make it worse.]


Everybody by Tanel Padar and Dave Benton

Random Music Moment #61

This act is an ingenious example of the diversity of acceptability that Eurovision has! Even with the many many English lyrics floating around with winners and runner ups, mostly, though not factual based – so far from my impression, sung in English.  Even if they’re lyrics reflect culture, still, English.  But this act can second, sung almost completely in Russian, with the exception of the repetitive parts like “Party for everybody, dance” and “come on and dance”.  Fair enough seeing as in Europe, the English language is like a lingua franca that everyone has some knowledge (maybe) of, since after all Europe is like a a clutter of many diverse languages.  So every can join in and the party goes wild! Lol.

But seriously.  Even if I don’t understand it, or think it’s strange that there are six old ladies standing on the Eurovision stage, it doesn’t make it any less enjoyable.  It’s just another fun act that’s not a ballad, or a pop song, or rock, but enjoyable in the whole-I-could-sit-here and watch.  It is very different which makes it interesting to watch.  If you’re interested in the lyrics and translation, click HERE

So please enjoy today’s RMM Party For Everybody Sung By The Buranovskiye Babushki

Random Music Moment #57

Oh this one.  I remember this one.  The mirrors, the skimpy pretty dress.  I really loved listening to this.  It’s hard to forget, yet somehow I managed to!  There was something addictive about this song.  I mean, I didn’t mind the singing much, the stage performance was very interesting, but I think the lyrics caught me.  Geezz these days I feel like I’m listening more and more to the lyrics of songs.  I wonder why?  Maybe I’m appreciating music more?

Anyway, lyrics:

You’ve been my superstar 
But it’s not what you are 
You’ve been my super hero

Since I’ve lived in your shade 
Every step that I made 
Brought me nothing but zero 

But I’m staying alive 
And now I’m changin’ my life 
With a burning desire

No one knows who I am 
But I don’t give a damn 
Gonna set you on fire 

Shady lady – I’m gonna strike like thunder 
Are you ready? I wanna make you wonder 
Rollin’ steady – I’m gonna make you shiver 
My heart is burning

Lyrics HERE

AND the Eurovision entry! Enjoy! Shady Lady By Ani Lorak

Random Music Moment #55

Can you feel the rhythm in my heart
the beats going Düm Tek Tek
always out it like there’s no limit
feels like there’s no way back
can you feel the rhythm in my heart
the beats going Düm Tek Tek
always out it like there’s no  limit
feels like there’s no way back

Full Lyrics HERE

I can’t believe I’m only posting about this now!  I remember and loved this song for it’s catchiness.  And it’s one of the reasons why I say Turkey has some of the greatest songs in the competition.  But it really, really, really sucks that Turkey isn’t in it this year.  I think I heard a rumour that Hadise was ssick during this performance.  If so!  Then don’t mind do much if she doesn’t sound good.

I love this particular performance however, I love the red dresses, and I think Hadise is beautiful, plus the music is catchy haha.  Well, please enjoy!  ANother, Lead-Up-To-Eurovision-Random Music Moment!!!  Today is Düm Tek Tek By Hadise.


Random Music Moment #54

This was great.  It totally deserved its place, but also I reckon it could have even won!  There was just something hot and fiery about this song, about the lyrics, about the performance.  There were some big vocals and well, it has to be watched to understood!

What’s to say, the lyrics are catchy, repetitive but catchy!  The stage performance, oh my god! Awesome, seriously, check it out below, it’s fabulous!  What else can I say?

You and me, can’t you see,
we’re playing with fire
Tell me now,
do you feel this burning desire?
Don’t stop, make it rock,
it’s taking us higher
Could it be just a dream?
Are you running away?

Lyrics HERE

Let me introduce today’s Random Music Moment and the next installment of the Lead-Up-To-Eurovision-Music-Moments, Playing With Fire By Ovi and Paula Seling 

Random Music Moment #52

This artist was in Eurovision the year before, and I agree their song was pretty interesting and energetic so I’m not surprised that Ireland did better than usual.  And though I liked their song last year, it seems Europe liked the song from the year before much better!  I can’t really judged them much on vocals and whatnot, but I don’t think they sing too bad.  I love the whole twin act (awesome!) and their costumes! Well they always seem to be interesting!

What I loved the most about this song was the lyrics:

Floodgates, can’t wait
Here she comes, shut ‘em fast
Better shut ‘em fast
Too late, swept away
Feel the rush after the fact

Coming up beneath me
Never been in love so deeply before

I am close to the waterline
I thought that I’d been over my head for the last time
I’m so close to the waterline
And the way I’m loving her now
I know this is bound to go down as the big one
Lyrics from HERE

I did enjoy this song, but I agree, compared to the one from the year before, it does seem a bit plain lolol.  But yet I still have a copy of this one over the other (I’ll probably post the other one tomorrow!)

Please enjoy another lead up song to this year’s Eurovision, today’s Random Music Moment: Waterline by Jedward

Random Music Moment #50

This is one of my favourite Georgia entries for Eurovision over the last few years (forgive me, my memory of my earlier days watching Eurovision is a little fuzzy).  I really enjoyed this one and I had a very good thing this would make the top ten!  It has that powerful voice of the vocalist, a mixture of rock and rap, and it’s just filled with the best of, well, anything that’ll catch my attention! Haha.  Oh yes, and the lyrics, I love the lyrics. Sample ! :


I wanna give in to fire, uncover vicious desire
Abandon painful denial, find pretty reason to stay
One more forbidden sensation
One more emotional flare
Down with the fake hesitation,
Hell yeah, I’m ready to pay

Pay for the hopeless despair
Gonna live one more day of my fate

For full lyrics go HERE

Loved it! Today’s Random Music Moment: One More Day By Eldrine


Random Music Moments #29

Today’s music moment is more of a section of music from a particularly old favourite of mine.  It’s also the scene as well as the music.

Well, I loved it.  I remember when I watched it and couldn’t believe the whole movie was all completely music with barely and words, or was it no words at all?

But the music is great.  Especially this scene.  I really love it. Expressive, entertaining, foreboding and light, lol!

Anyway, today’s RMM is The Sorceror’s Apprentice scene from Fantasia by Disney

And for those of you who’ve seen the Nicholas Cage movie, maybe it’s familiar?  I’m not surprised though, the movie was inspired by this section of Fantasia.  So I also present this from the movie, The Sorceror’s Apprentice featuring Nicholas Cage….

And for the interesting bits about the making of this film (Well, I thought it was interesting….)

Inspiration 3.

Part three!  Be Inspired! Links to Inspiration and Inspiration 2


I am Inspired.

I am enlightened.

I am fire and glory.

I am the Artist.


My inspiration is the perfect shape of Godfrey Gao’s jaw;

The slightly fuzzy, yet brightly beautiful Alyson Stoner’s photo;

The crazy hair on Max Kasch’s character’s head in Holes;

And the way Jamie Campbell Bower stares at the camera.


The way the silk and organza gown falls on the stick thin model;

The fact that windblown hair in a photoshoot is a concoction of hairspray and other shape holding chemicals;

The curvaceously daring blending of eyeshadow art that borders obscenity yet is still adopted;

The ridiculously high stilettos that make women teeter about.


Inspiration is tattoo art;

Body art for art’s sake;

Nail art that’s too pretty to stay forever;

Henna that’s just black on skin, strangely beautiful.


It is the beautiful long artistic hair on the manga girl;

The arty cool, but girly looking manga guy;

The sparkling bright eyes of the shoujo girl;

The dark, scary panel behind the manga guy.


Inspiration is being one with the character you just met;

Empathetic to the pains of the protagonist;

Sympathetic of the tragedy of the hero;

Disgusted by the indifference of the love interest.


It’s screaming at the stupid characters;

Blitzing the next chapters because you’re in love with the story;

Crying because the author’s just too good;

Falling asleep because the story is just boring.


Inspiration is procrastination because you can’t be bothered;

Procrastinating because you’re scared;

Procrastinating because you’re anticipating;

Procrastinating because you don’t want it to end.


It is doing your homework within the last twenty minutes before it’s due;

Finishing your assignment with plenty of time to spare;

Completing the set readings on the train ride to uni because you forgot the night before;

Researching for the latest paper with the enthusiasm you didn’t know you had.


Inspiration is the unexpected moment at the worst possible time;

Is signalled by the sudden flurry of movement and flying paper;

Is lost in the past when there was no writing implement available;

Is the frustratingly beautiful thing scribbled in the most random place.


It is hidden in the desk, where you left it last summer;

Stuck to the pinboard as a reminder some time ago;

Written on your hand during class;

In the mailbox where you sent it when you were away.


Inspiration is lasting;

Faintly grasped;

Expanded upon;

Nurtured to full bloom.


From Left to Right clockwise: Godfrey Gao, Jamie Campbell Bower, Alyson Stoner, Max Kasch from Holes.

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Inspiration 2.

[A continuation of the other one.  Happy New Year everyone!  Have an inspiring 2013, all the best for the new Year!!!]


I find myself at a loss for inspiration.

I find no sight to enlighten me.

I find the roads a bore.

I find the rivers dry.

I find that even in the dark I cannot see a thing.

I find myself looking for inspiration.


And then I find it.


It comes in an instant;

Spends an eternity arriving;

Appears as a lightbulb;

Lasts for the purpose of creating.


Inspiration is somebody else’s work;

Our moment’s of extreme jealousy;

The work that we are proud of;

The first thing that we create.


It’s a work of art, everybody’s envy;

A beautiful song, the lyrics and melody everyone remembers;

The five line poem, it’s simplicity charms everyone’s souls;

The touching video, it’s purpose only to act as a record.


Inspiration is the triangular shape of a whiskey bottle;

The odd shaped vase on the dining table;

The beautifully intricate carved picture frame on the wall;

The crystal glass miniature on the windowsill.


It’s the French windows your wife insisted on;

The useless sleigh bed that takes up too much space;

The ugly wind chime outside your door;

The plastic yoghurt container that holds the washing implements.


Inspiration is the slowly turning earth;

The image of an exploding nebula;

The thousand stars in the night;

The waning and waxing moon.


It is the abstract pattern of the clouds;

The vibrant colours of nature;

The hot styles of the latest Vogue model;

The stillness of a bowl of fruit.


Inspiration is the sound of a smile;

The taste of a frown;

The feel of a tear;

The sight of a sleeping face.


It is what we want to compose about the most;

What we want to write about the most;

Want to sing about the most;

Want to paint about the most.


Inspiration is the endless magic that fuels our imaginations;

Inspiration is the unknown paradox that circles in our minds;

Inspiration is the term used that describes our admiration;

Inspiration is the glass that shatters upon impact.


It is omnipresent;




Be Inspired! A present for you!



It seems inspiration has been on my head a lot lately.  So much that I have written about it once and even drawn about it.  Funny thing too, I’m writing another thing about inspiration.
Well, it goes without saying that inspiration is the most important thing to artists and writers.  Whether it’s from previous experience or something we dreamt about or something we saw.  It’s all important!

So My present to you all is this:  Be Inspired!  And write, create and dream!




The Original.

Final npic

The Final.


And the Banner.

I really liked the way it turned out.  Hehe, is it cheating to say that I was inspired by drawing about Inspiration?  Well, I had fun sketching it.  It was originally a gift for a friend.  But I took a digital copy for my own records.  Hehe, my friend now owns an original ;P.

Doing the background design was a headache at first.  I actually haven’t used Photoshop for a while now so it took a while to adjust to it again.  Only thing is this time I wanted to use the mask option.  Since I completely forgot how to use it I spent half the day (in between doing the cooking) trying to figure it!  It makes me sound like an old person when I say it like that (though no offence since I’m sure there are people out there much older than me who do a better job) but it felt so odd and frustrating not knowing the tool I’d used for years.  But I got it in the end.  Really, it was so simple, I could have smacked myself.  Sigh, but it was all worth it, the energy and frustration.  All worth it in the end.  I got the result, though unexpected, was even better than I wanted.  And I’m pleased to be inspired but something so unexpected.

I’m not sure how the girl matches up with the idea “Be Inspired” but those were the first words I thought of when I drew it.  Secondly, the colours you see, I was actually inspired by the UK covers for Veronica Roth’s Divergent and Insurgent novels.