Diary Entry

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Toya's human face is art stress!

BLEAAARG. Artface is overwhelmed. Heart is pounding.

*has more art anxiety* This creature I have given birth to is growing quickly, and its getting a mind of its own.

Yes, things are good. It is also scary. I have a lot to do. Always.

Unveiling of Cathay WiIlliams Portrait at Ft. Campbell on 14th of April, which has been almost two months in the making, and far more complex a process than I ever imagined. And more than I even signed up for... signing and embellishing prints right now.

Submitted 4 T-shirt designs at Gallery M.I.A in Asheville. Go check it out.

Another huge but beautiful commission that I am behind on due in 5 days... ACKACKACK.

Hopeful art show in May.

Still need yet more commissions, need to produce more prints.

Want more time for my own art again. rawrawrawrawr!



... I can be calm.

-Emily


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The Diary of Seed, 3-23-11

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When I first woke up, I noticed a group, including Virgil and Ourania, on a hillside. I went to join them, and for a little while wasn't sure exactly what to do -- Virgil and his entourage were sitting, basking in the sunlight like a sect of lizards (Hmm. The collective noun for lizards...I know there is bound to be one. I shall ponder the matter further.) and Ourania, still full of energy and in the mood for a full frolic. I wasn't sure what to do -- I never am, times like these. I knew Ourania would join me if I sat...And that Virgil would let me go if I rose. I eventually decided to stick us all together, and sat down.

That was until Scape showed up. And this decision was so easy that I was away with only a small bow to excuse myself. Ourania, to my pleasant surprise, joined me. It has been ages since I saw Scape last. We greeted eachother with shock and joy, and commenced doing what we do best: silly walks. Turning circles in and out, skipping little half-leaps around eachother in small, self-contained patterns like the jumbling of particles in air. And, of course, playing with the trees, nuzzling them and rubbing against each other. A few times it was a little embaressing -- I mean, undestand that when I planned it, it was his side I was rubbing my cheek against and not -- oh, nevermind. It was funny enough.
It's interesting. I hadn't really thought about how much sitting down I've been doing with most of my time. How little running or playing. Until then, anyway: it was like stretching after a long sleep, and waking up to feel the bright spring air on your face. The season's changed; it's time for fancy-free frolicking, for frisky fun in the green woods. I'll need to remember that. Maybe, if I asked, my friends who are more inclined to thoughtful rest would join me... I'll just...have to work up the courage to ask. They would, right? Right.

Feeling unusually high-spirited as I was, I proposed a game of hide-and-go seek.
Frisco's picture

Hello

Just entered a while ago but not that long ago. This game is fun!
Alley10's picture

To be Awake

I woke up and smelt the freash air. I got up and started exploring my new home and surroundings. I went to the playground and played with another fawn. We played for a long time, then said goodbye. I wandered for a while and found a group of older stags. They were whorshiping tein statues. I decided to go over. They didnt seem to notice me so I layed down and dozed off. I had a dream about the twin statues. I learned that they were the gods of the forest. I woke up, seeing my mother in front of me. "Where have you been!" she said, looking at me with worry. "I was just exploring" I replied. "Ok. Just be careful" she said. "I will" I said as we went home and slept for the rest of the day.
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Antics 3-15 to 18-11 [image heavy]

You know the drill? |D

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dear fawns

i like fawns im a fawn and i have no one to play with im at the pond danceing with other deer if you want to join us dance you can we want you to. i want to be your friend i like to play with you. i have no mom i never seen my mom ever. im alone so please come dance with me at the pond.
Toya's picture

Dear Red deer sleeping under the willow tree...

Toya woke to find a strikingly similar deer (doe?) resting under the willowy tree perch.

How fascinating!

Down the tree to play and rest in the sun. Rest our big beluga foreheads against eachother. Nose ears, groom and sleep.

Toya keeps watch. Curious and pleased to have found a new and beautiful friend.

Thank you for your company.

ooo and she can sit in trees too!Exclaim!! ;D ;D ;D



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Dear Little Red Deer...

You don't even know how valuable your approach to Toya was today. The heart was heavy, but then found purpose.

It was nothing short of a great privilege to be blessed by your company, and to have the honour of ensuring your safety and comfort.

For it was you who brought comfort, and for that we are deeply grateful.

Be well. Sweet dreams.

-Toya (and me)









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To be a Fawn...

The first day I awoke in the forest was the best day that's ever happened to me. Fresh air filled my lungs and brought me to life as I wandered around investigating what my new home had to offer. It was fun to adventure around and find all the great sites. I visited the playground first and found myself another fawn to play with until it was time to go our seperate ways. Saying goodbye was difficult to me on that day because I knew that I'd have to be alone for another long while. What I didn't know is that I wasn't alone. I spotted some adult stags that hung around two beautiful idols that gave me a warm feeling when I stared at them. They seemed inviting and comfortable to be around so I decided to take a nap. I had a dream about the idols and found that they were the Gods of the forest. They'd created everything in my new home and because of that I had a wonderful time in the forest. To thank them I bowed while facing the idols and continued my journey to the other wonderful sites. There were so many sites I didn't get to see before it was time for me to rest for the night but I knew that I needed proper rest in order to investigate the remaining sites the following day. I never knew that it'd be so fun to be a fawn until that day was over.
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