#shooting star
“Tripping on your heart, falling into the stars.. as I swirl, these galaxies twirl and I want you to be my girl. Every soft breath, every heartbeat.. such magic to the soul when you are with me. You take my hand, I wish on a shooting star.. that you take this kiss without it being bizarre. I fall the rest of the way into outer space as I look at your face, looking into your eyes.. I fall into the sunrise and nothing could feel any better cause being with you feels like forever.”
I really dig being in love with you - eUë
the stars love the moon, but the moon is too busy soaking in the light of the sun to know they exist. so they do it from afar- unrequited love.
the moon longs, and so do the stars, but even they know that they don’t even come close to the sun, drowning in it.
that’s when stars finally take the last fall.
…and we wish upon their heartbreaks to save our own.
yeah so I’m driving home from a long night shift. It’s 6 am and still dark. I’m deep in thought, pondering why I feel less than totally magical lately-trying to determine if I’m magical 100% of the time and just don’t feel it or if there’s really something significantly wrong. I decide I’m totally magical. Then, all of the sudden, as if to confirm that I’d judged correctly, this blazing bright shooting star streaks across the sky fast as lightning! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a green one before! It made my whole day worth the struggle :)
random sketch and brush experiment
there are 2 IDs, the first for a quick overview and the second under the read-more for a more detailed description of the paintings. I’m trying out a new way of doing IDs, constructive feedback is very welcome!
[summarised ID: two sketchy digital illustrations in grey and blue tones. in the first illustration, there is a figure standing on the left, back facing the viewer. they have roughly shoulder blade-length hair that a gust of wind is sweeping to the right. in front of them, in the distance, there is what can be interpreted as falling stars. in the second illustration, the same figure is horizontally flipped and is now on the right side of the piece, while the star-like streaks have become more like a huge wave, swirling around the figure chaotically. end short ID]
[more detailed ID: for the first illustration, the things that appear to be falling stars are made of thick diagonal streaks of messy brush strokes grouped together in a pointillism style. each dot is oval-shaped with ragged edges, and a slightly different color than the rest, though they form one cohesive greyish overall color. the background is a flat fill of dark gray, the figure’s hair is grayish blue, their cloak is a faded blue, and the star-like streaks are purplish grey, accented by cyan glimmers in some parts. all the streaks start from the top and head down, at an angle from left to right. there is a large streak in the foreground, nearer the viewer than the figure, heading towards the right corner. in front of the figure and in the background, there is a middle sized streak heading downwards at a similar angle, and a small, faded and thin streak further back.
for the second illustration, the waves start at the right of the image, flow down and then curve upwards and fill the entire left portion, and crest over the top of the image. it gives an immersive feeling, like the viewer is standing inside the crashing waves. there are a few waves that decrease in saturation as they head to the background, giving a tunnel effect. the nearest wave is bright cyan, then the other waves are light green, blue, faded blue, and then varying shades of greyish blue that eventually blend into the background. the figure is more sketchy and unfinished than in the previous illustration, and there is a watermark in the shape of a bird wearing a top hat on their left. the figure is also placed higher in the illustration, so the top part of their head is cropped off. end ID]
OK I’m never doing this again, it’s way too tiring. sorry
Disco Star print mufflerbyCoach, £195