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Digital art inspired by 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami.

Moonlit Meditation, image by reflectionsinapuddle

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Today I got around to working on a fun little project at work: designing a cute fish tattoo. The one I did a few years ago wasn’t cute enough. Anyway, it’s a temporary children’s tattoo that we use in our community involvement programs. I may need to do a cute froggie too. I love these children-oriented design projects; they are always a lot of fun. I only hope the fish is cute enough…

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A couple of fantasy portraits for International Women’s Day (Mar 8). Happy holiday, ladies!

portrait

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By the way, scientists maintain that ladies in red are looked upon by gentlemen with considerable desire. So, use the colour judiciously! 🙂

portrait 1

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vortex of colour

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She floated in darkness, tranquil, like an autumn leaf on a puddle, when, from an ocean of nothingness, a tiny speck of light the size of an ant’s eye blinked shyly and lodged at the base of her soul. As she focused on the light, it began to swirl and shimmer, vibrating and expanding, until it burst into a myriad of shards, carving an opening in her heart. Through it she fell into a wormhole filled with incessant chirping of legions of invisible crickets. The wormhole twisted and turned, its raging waterless rapids battering her like a leaky raft. She was falling… whether eons had passed or a second, she couldn’t tell. At some point, it came to her — she was falling upward.

As her endurance began to wane, the wormhole suddenly collapsed, and she was in the dark again. But this time there was a change. She felt tingling in her palms. Weak at first, the tingling grew more intense with every breath she took, spreading through her body like a forest fire. When it reached her face, her lids fluttered, and she opened her eyes.

She found herself curled up in what seemed like a cave with its porous walls lit up with faint green light; she sniffed at the wall, then licked its surface – it was rock solid and tasted of sand and fire. Following an ancient instinct, she began to crawl clumsily in search of an exit, twisting her sinuous body and clawing at the rock under her feet. After coming across the same crevice the third time, she realized she was going in circles and… there was something else. As she looked in disbelief at her sharp talons and a long powerful tail covered with scales and spikes dragging along, her mouth opened wide, as if on its own, and a blood chilling shriek rolled out of her throat, an echo bouncing off the walls like thunder.

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“Jake, Jake, wake up! You have to look at this… Now, quick, come to the window!”
“Go back to sleep, Sam…”
“Look, look, Jake, the moon is cracking! Just like an egg!”

Jake yawned, rubbed his eyes, and got out of the bed. If that again had to do with the elusive monsters hiding in the closet, his younger brother was in big trouble. Jake didn’t bother with the slippers, just headed straight for the window, and stopped dead in his tracks: outside, a huge glowing orb of the moon was suspended in the black sky. The orb cracked open, like an egg, and spit out a creature that looked part like a bird and part like a snake. The beast regarded the two gaping boys with its emerald eyes, unfolded a pair of magnificent wings, and soared toward the stars, its serpentine tail waving. Farewell.

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May the new year bring us
happiness and joy,
love and compassion,
good health and emotional well-being,
prosperity and wisdom.

May all our wishes come true,
even the boldest ones.

Happy New Year!

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I always think of New Year’s Eve as a magical time, a symbol of new beginnings and positive change. When I was a little kid, I believed that whatever I wished for on New Year’s Eve would come true. The trick was to make my wish while the clock was striking midnight. Many years later, I am still a believer, although not as ardent. The problem is I can only make one wish, which I need to have all figured out beforehand, otherwise I’ll forget it or get the details wrong. And you know what happens when you get your wish wrong. Right. Nothing good. 🙂

So, I decided to take a different approach. Instead of making just one wish and trying to get it right while under pressure and being distracted by the clock, I’ll write down an entire New Year Petition stating my vision and goals for the new year.

If you think I am talking about New Year’s resolutions, you are right, but only in part. Although these resolutions are made of the same stuff as our wishes and desires and ultimately are our goals, there is one significant flaw most of them share. These glorified laundry lists lack wings and energy to lift us off the ground.

A true goal or vision generates the energy and motivation required for its achievement. To be true though, it needs to be authentic (meaning it’s our goal, not someone else’s), crystal-clear, specific, and well-articulated. Above all, it should make us feel good and elated. If a goal fails to make us feel good, it needs to be re-formulated or discarded. I don’t think it’s possible to achieve a goal that doesn’t emanate sufficient inspiration.

Of course, most of these goals are very personal and don’t have to be shared with the rest of the world, but, in my view, they have to be recorded one way or another, with elaborate detail. They also need to be positively charged, because the more positive emotion we invest in our vision, the sooner it will become a reality. But what if we took the time and effort, and came up with a goal or vision that appears to be so grand, that we are not even sure how to approach its realization? I wouldn’t worry about it. It’s a magical time, remember? Anything is possible. Just make your wish and let the Universe take care of the rest.

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Season's greetings

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