Archive for February, 2011

DREAM BIG or dream small, whichever you choose. :)

Well, it has been a very busy day today but it has been very good! I woke up this morning and began sketching the above drawing before I left the house to surprise a good friend that I haven’t seen in a while at her church, instead of going to my own church. That went really well, and I am so glad I got to see her again. After that I met my family for lunch, went to Gram’s house to make cheesecake for my Mom’s (very belated) birthday dinner tomorrow night. I took LOTS of pictures, so be on the look-out for those in a future blog soon. Then I came home to eat dinner, finish this doodle that I added a very inspiration quote to, and I am about to run out the door again to go somewhere else. Ha ha! Such is my life.

Whether your dreams are big or small, dream them well!

Happy Adventures,
Burkie

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February 27, 2011 at 6:50 PM 7 comments

One Small Candle

Candles (Colour)

It is better to light one small candle than to curse the darkness.

Confucious

February 25, 2011 at 7:29 PM 3 comments

Actions Speak Louder Than Words

The older I get the more things I learn about myself. It’s like I am getting to know myself as a friend, little by little, until I figure out what is important to me. I find out little things, like what I am good at and what my favorite TV show really is. I realize my priorities, like how I’d much rather get 8 hours of sleep than watch a movie- even if that means only being able to watch a movie once every few months. On the other hand, I would rather work on homework and listen to music than get a full 8 hours of sleep (most nights).

Deeper than that though, I find out things like what I am afraid of. I find out things that move me. I find out that I’m stubborn, a little naive but I like it that way, and that I am secretly insecure. I spend countless hours wondering if I am worth anything to anyone else. I constantly dwell over whether or not I am really needed. Everyone wants to be needed. It’s a feeling that I so deeply crave, that feeling that I am indispensable to another person or to a group. As I grow, I learn that there are areas I am needed by people. I am needed to show up on time to work. I am needed to help around the house. I am needed for various tasks.

Yet, something still doesn’t seem to sit well.

I realize that it is more than a desire to be needed. I desire to be wanted.

I want to be sought out, searched for, asked for, cherished, loved, treasured. I want to be homework and music. I want to be that one thing that even though 8 hours of sleep is more important, you find yourself staying up the extra hours simply because you want it. I might very well be needed, but do the people who need me want to need me? Just like I need my medication, I don’t want my medication and I certainly do not like it, but I need it so I deal with it because I have to.

Maybe it’s too much to ask for, but it’s something I need. I need to be reminded that I am wanted- not by words, but by actions.

Happy Adventures,
Burkie

February 24, 2011 at 9:32 PM 4 comments

To Anyone Who Has Ever Taught Me

When anger is like a festering wound that you can’t remove,
when life is falling apart and you’ve got nothing to prove,
when misery is raining on you like a cold winter storm,
and poisonous words seem to become your norm,
because you can’t escape and you’re terrified,
you want to give up and you almost tried,
a voice was there with you and calling you in,
the voice it seems is your only friend…

It is something that almost cannot be explained. The way a person would try to explain their first breath, their first love, the first time they realized what they were meant to do in life. Life is full of things that almost cannot be explained. First heartbreaks, last wishes, and broken promises. Abandonment. Fear. A moment when words tumble out onto a page, or into a conversation, like paint being poured out of a bucket. Everything around you is stained with the words that you’ve spoken, and you don’t even know where they came from. The paint spreads, and the more you try to pull it from the page with the stale brush that is left in your hand the more damage you seem to do. You are covered with the paint, your loved ones are tinted, your enemies are disgusted. You want to run and hide.

You can’t.

What do you do?

In that moment, what do you do? What happens? Where do you go?

Something happens. Someone sees potential in the mess that you are. They take a new brush, and they begin to examine you for who you are. They work on your rough areas, and they bring out the best parts of you. They teach you.

Thank you, to all of my teachers. If you have ever taught me anything in life, thank you. I would not be half of the person I am had I not had such amazing influences in my life. Such incredible “voices” in my head.

To my current teachers at college, in voice lessons, at church, at home, fellow bloggers: I am learning great things from you, not only when you are trying to teach me, but by watching who you are.
Thank you.
Happy Adventures,
Burkie

February 23, 2011 at 1:07 PM 2 comments

Sad Note Meets the Moon (A Digital Photo-manipulation/Painting)


This is my latest digital painting/photo-manipulation, and I have spent a LONG time working on it. Man, I am so proud of this one. For the background I used this stock image of a wood texture and just repeated it several times and changed the color and such. I really did painstakingly paint over each part of the image to give it that “painted” feel, so it was kind of like tracing, ha ha… I added the tears and the moon all on my own though, without references. I really may as well have painted this… only I painted OVER it. 😛 Sometimes I paint over photographs for practice, so I can train my muscles and pray for muscle memory! I haven’t done an exercise like this in a long time though. If you click on the images below it will take you to the page I got them from, and all credit goes to the respective creators of the image.

Practice really does help you improve, because I am so much better than I used to be. Just to prove that statement, I am going to show you the first thing I drew seriously with my tablet.

Wow, haha, that is so old to me (yes, it is Naruto fan art). Of course, I am sure that I spent much less time on this image than I did on the one at the top of this post. I would say I spent an hour or so working on this little doodle that would only take me a matter of minutes now. The image at the top of the post, on the other hand, is something I have been working on for several hours. I can’t even give you an amount of hours, because I have worked on it sporadically whenever I have found the time. Often I was working on it while doing my vocal warm-ups.

Happy Adventures,
Burkie

February 22, 2011 at 10:24 AM 2 comments

Valentine’s Photographs

I took some photographs at a Valentine’s Dance and I finally took some time to sort through them. 🙂 To view the rest of the images click “more”.

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February 21, 2011 at 11:16 PM Leave a comment

If you’ve ever felt bad about your body after looking at a magazine…

This post is for anyone who has ever felt insecure about themselves after seeing some glamorized idea of perfection on a magazine cover, or in between the covers. You are beautiful just the way you are! No one is perfect, and everyone has unique features that make them beautiful (inside and out). See, the thing about beauty in magazines is that you can never be sure that what you are seeing is the real deal. Sure, these models, singers, actors/actresses are very well beautiful in their own rights. Just like you and I, they are gorgeous without being touched up, just as they are. Many photographs that are used on magazine covers or even inside of the pages have been altered in some way in some computer program.

I have created this example to give you hope that you really are beautiful, just as you are. Go ahead, click on the image below to see the difference between the before and after photos that I took and edited.

We are not all the same, and we should not try to be. We should be ourselves, even if we like what everyone else likes it’s okay. As long as we aren’t hiding behind some artificial mask because we are trying to be something we aren’t. Inside and outside we have the power to be who we want, and we shouldn’t let the pressures of society around us dictate that. If society around you all told you that you have to call your Grandma horrible even though she was amazing, you wouldn’t do it- so why do we do it to ourselves?

Every day I learn to appreciate who I am even more. I am no better or worse than anyone else in this world, I am simply myself. And that self is amazing.

Happy Adventures,
Burkie

February 21, 2011 at 12:40 AM 4 comments

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