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Kris Kuksi

Posted in Fun Stuff with tags , , , , , , , , on March 17, 2010 by Sahkmet

Kris Kuksi has a deviantart page that I watch. I didn’t really realize how famous he was. His works are complicated, magnificent with fine detailing, and quite beautiful. They provoke thoughts through the symbolic representations of chaos, political disorder and emotions through symbols and western mythology.

His works are in many private and public galleries, museums, and celebrity’s homes. Finally he now has a gallery book of most of his major works that will be available in September.

Take a gander online to find his works and pages. You will have no trouble.

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A little contest

Posted in Art, Fun Stuff, Life Updates with tags , , , , , , , on February 6, 2010 by Sahkmet

I know there aren’t alot of persons reading my blog, but I have had this alien story in my head for close to 6 years now. Only now I’ve decided to ask for help designing the sentient repto-mammal alien civilization.

Contest rules, info and such.

There are only a few stipulations, and examples of ideas are presented.  The main rule for you guy’s reading is its prefered you get an account on dA. Its free and harmless. 🙂

If you are interested in designing such a humanoid alien, keep in touch with me. It can be even just a doodle, so long as I can see the vision presented…and that’s not very hard either.

This contest shall be running probably to the end of February, or until the lack of entries dies off, or I make up my design that’s so awesome I call the whole thing off.  Terrible or good or brilliant artists, he’s a chance to get some credit. I have extremely big dreams for my plot. >_< Haahaa.

My dA Portfolio

Posted in Art with tags , , , , , , , on September 15, 2009 by Sahkmet

Boy, I haven’t done an art update in awhile!

It is because I have been doing alot of art and too lazy to upload some here.

So instead I will try now to update with very good new art submissions and just that. 😀

In properly, here is my dA Portfolio with my very best artworks for your view pleasures.

dA Portofolio.

Here are some examples, and very nice that I am proud of what I’ve done.

You get the picture. 😀

Clowns and Kirk: Dream 5-23-09

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 25, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 5-23-09

Somehow or another I was in my room, and then uncle Doug ordered me to take some pictures down that were near the floor. I did, but a Red Death picture was brutally ripped, and I set it aside, horrified.

Soon it became clear that there was young Captain Kirk here, and that he must meet with his future girlfriend for the future t be rewritten!

It was another room, balcony, thing, overlooking a sprawling city and the sea, and there we arranged for his parents to have dinner with her. Meanwhile as the table was set on the large white balcony he was fighting with a school buddy, and I helped, showing that because I was a girl I could still fight. everything went as planned, and I leaped off the balcony, saving Star Trek’s future.

I leaped into a neon structure, surrounded by people, suddenly running and screaming down some steps with me. It turns out a soccor team ate exploading purple heart cookies, and as I watched from the distance the large stadium blow up! It was very disheartening.

Then I went to a pool with DraculeaRiccy, a friend from DeviantART. There in the pool was a bone that was from Pennywise the clown. *from STephen King’s novel and movie IT* Screaming, I warned everyone to stay away from it, but Riccy didn’t listen and dove after it, since she likes evil clowns. I dove after her to save her…and we went through a whirlpool…

Down into shallow, non-chlorine water, with a small concrete beach, and a hallway leading to a bathroom and a dark room with wooden walls with two bunk beds, a dresser, and small toys and trinkets…and bloodstains. Climbing out of the water Riccy and I went to the bathroom to check the thing out, then while she was in there inspecting toothbrushes I headed out the beech. The shallow water was a foot and a half deep, and led like a river *lit by some white lights* around a bend and…out peeked Pennywise.

Letting out a scream I ran to Riccy and told her, telling her to hide and I closed the door, ran into the dark bedroom unto the bottom bunk, hiding under some thick covers. Peeking out Pennywise went into the bathroom, then came out, not even looking into the bedroom and waded his way out and to the bend…turned around and waved at me! He saw me!

Crawling out I checked on Riccy, who had hidden well too…somehow…anyways, we headed to our beds and slept, soon waking up to find some food out on a table on the beach. We ate, knowing we were captives due to the fact we couldn’t escape!

Pennywise soon came out, making some vile low laughter and waded to us, stock still in our seats. I felt utterly cowed as he towered over us with a wicked smile.  He went into some hidden closet, and I took my chance! I ran round the bend, the inside of the house seemingly like a warped version of my grandmothers. I felt if he caught me in his house I woudl be punished, and, finding a screen door and finding a pointy spoon I quickly and hurridly began to rip apart the screen to hopefully freedom…

I was pulled back and pushed over to the bed in the green-yellow room, sititng on it. He hands were on my shoulders, and strange images of me poledancing…for him…were bombarding my brain. I felt they were put there by HIM, not my own, his attempts to scare me, his yellow suit close to me. I was feeling suffocated and dominated at the wild images he was putting in my brain. Soon I almost swooned and closed my eyes in the dream, opening them to find Pennywise sitting behind me with me in his lap and hands kneading my back…as if this massage would make me relaxed into submission…

I woke up quite soon at that.

Art Update: Whaaa?

Posted in Art with tags , , on April 5, 2009 by Sahkmet

Because of lack of interest in uploading art on TWO different websites, I will no longer *until need be* post pictures of my art up here. Instead I will give you weakly updates that my DevinatART gallery has new art. 🙂 Mmkay?

Profile with new art!

*lazy*

Bike Ridin’ Rows: A Dream

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , on April 3, 2009 by Sahkmet

My room was fine, I stood and looked out the hallway.

There was a man. He was dark, short hair, in a large Victorian overcoat. His eyes glittered like rubies. He made his way, making cooing and hissing sounds to my room where I hid and closed the door. He said he was from the parrel-universe. I could see for myself.

I saw again the bathroom. It was normal. I went back to my room, knowing dad had come home and went to bed, smiling as he waved past me and went to his room.

I returned to the bathroom hearing nothing but the wind and darkness. I saw a gaping hole from where the window was; the entire wall was gone. The outside was a turmoil of a dark thunderstorm, my heart was pounding; the world looked like it had ended. The yard, and apartments behind the wall and everything was shattered and gray.

I had passed through into the bathroom and hopped down to the garden. I was in the parrel universe.

It seemed some time had passed, actually. Now it was sunny, the trees were overgrown and I was planting a garden. The world was a mess and so I had planted pumpkins and everything to sustain myself food.

Oddly I saw a mother and a baby deer prancing about. They asked me to join them, and I became a deer! I do not know how but I frolicked through the neighbor’s yard and in the pine trees with them.

It started to snow, and there was the abandoned house over there. I went inside, the whole place was a cozy three room home with sofas and red carpet and walls and a raccoon. Then I saw people outside, and shut the curtains, hoping to not be disturbed with my new deer family.

Somehow I was, for I turned into a human again and had to deal with the mob outside who wanted my food. I ordered them to till up their own yards and plant their food. They all left, carrying packets of seeds.

Again, much time seemed to pass. No longer was I standing in my white nightgown, I had a blue and black skin-tight suit! I decided to check up on my neighborhood *which is a dead end street and long but not too long, surrounded by woods in reality* and got on my matching motorbike and put on my helmet.

There was some deja vu again. In my dreams, my home street is filled with references to other dreams involving my suburb, including houses from another dream, actions, and seeming the street went on for a long, long time. In one dream there was a mansion and inside was the floors falling apart. That was in my dream too. And then one recent dream before that at the end of the road was deep in the woods, near a lake, with a building and an exit sign…it’s hard to describe.

And so on my motor bike I went down, down the road, looking at people’s yards in the sunlight as they plotted their own gardens. I winded and went down the gravel road, pleased at my speed and how fast and cool I was. Then I finally came to the dead end.

There people there, in similar motorbikes and suits and regular bicycles. I dismounted, and hitched myself and the bike on a traveling railway. It was basically, the ‘railway’, a long, curving, metal pole you attach yourself to in rotation which transports people, this metal pole-line, through the misty blueish woods to some building, which I was about to find out. The building had characteristics from that previous dream too.

I got on, whizzing past the forest to the building. Many people were there, mostly children and I entered up the concrete stairs.

There was a giant pool-ground play place. It was actually a Christian church of some sort, people were bathing and playing with their children. They believed they were safe from the outside world, with the preachers teaching and standing at the podiums where they stood. I watched, sneaking into the hotel for a moment and discovered there was a secret movie theatre. I came back out, hoping n one would catch me, and I saw my brother playing with some kids in the swimming pool. I was glad he was safe.

I left through the water park, being looked at like a non-believer and went on my way, to the deju again exit sign, past the winding stairs in the white concrete and people.

Alas, I thought I had parked my bike *somehow or another* outside the building and it was stolen. So I used a speedy, smaller, strange red tricycle. I was pedaling through and through a dreamy downtown, with small buildings, shops and boutiques and a glittery McDonalds arcade, gold and casino place down some of the roads. I peddled quiet fast through, with my odd steering capabilities as the sun set and the day grew gray and cloudy and almost into night.

Soon I had reached the new way to get to my street. There was a wall around and the only way through was to clamber through a breaking-down shack that had belonged to Freddy Krueger. An internet friend of mine and another random person were there with me as he clambered our way to the other side of the wreckage barely standing, that was wooden, warm, red and some green. I had the fear he would come out and attack me, but I made it through and pedaled my way down the road, the sun rising, and feeling happy as I neared home and looked at the gorgeous mansions and houses that in reality, don’t actually exist on my street.

*The End*