Show the artist within you (Part 2)

[Bomdhil]

@PaigeTurner I love It!!! Merry Christmas!!!

[PaigeTurner]

Merry Christmas and thank you

[Badger]

[Pica]

That’s amazing!!

[SobahCobra79]

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[TigerMatriarch]

That’s how it’s done! Look at you building some solid tools for staying sober!

[SobahCobra79]

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[Scrammbles]

SInce my time being the frontman of a band ended years ago, my art is words. Figured I would did up one of my old shorts to share with you all

I woke with a start from a thunderous bang that rang though the air. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming a nightmare or if the sounds of reality kick started me into the day, either way I was awake, confused but awake.
I found myself to be in a field close to home. The sun was shining; the air was already warm with the comforts of a summers day. My head was pounding with a hangover from hell. How much did I drink last night I thought to myself. The events of the night were hazy to say the least. I remembered going out to the bar, but not too much more after that, like how I ended up laying with the trees. Must have sat down and passed out.
It took a short time for me to shake off the groggy feelings of a bad sleep and the inevitable dehydration that follows a night of binge drinking. With my back to a tree I simply sat and watched the day while puffing away on a cigarette. Despite everything it felt like it was going to be a great day.

Not to long after I started on my way home. It was only about ten in the morning, so at least I still had the day in head of me. I figured get home, a bite to eat, shower then get on with the day.
The town was already alive and full of life for the day. A small place, but I liked it. One of those towns where you know everyone and everyone seemed to be happy.
As I made my way down the road checking my cell phone for clues to the previous night’s events I managed to run head on into someone. I fumbled, nearly dropping my phone and said sorry to the guy, but he gave no mind, not even a grunt. Must be in a rush to get somewhere.

Twenty or so later I was walking through the front door of my house. As I entered I could hear the sounds of the TV, Sara must be up already. Yeah she was going to be pissed at me I thought, out drinking with the guys all night and don’t come home. I was sure that I was going to get both barrels when I turned the corner into the living room. But it didn’t happen. I turned to see her asleep on the couch, an empty bottle of wine on the table and the remote on the floor. Guess she had a good night as well.
I covered her with a blanket as I figured she would probably be asleep for a while longer. It wasn’t often that she drank, but when she did the next day was typically a write off.

A quick shower and a bite to eat later and I was ready to continue on with my day. A bit of running around to get done before Monday came around again, then a relaxing evening on the couch with Sara, didn’t sound too bad at all.

With my headphones in with music roaring into my head I made my way back into the town center. Everyone seemed so distant, it was a bit strange. Normally walking down Main street every other person gave a smile, a nod or what have you, but not today. I ran into the general store for an energy drink, scrolling through my phone at the counter it felt like I was waiting for forever for someone to come ring me through. I called out, but no one answered. Odd. I figured they were probably in the back and just couldn’t hear me so I pulled out some paper, scribbled a note about the drink and left a five on the counter. I knew the owners so it was all good.
Back to the street, the warm summer air, view of the mountains, what a glorious day it was. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small box. I had been carrying it for a good two weeks now. Waiting. Waiting for that perfect time. I opened it and admire the diamond ring inside. This was finally going to be the day. I was ready.

When I turned to start walking I bumped into an older gentleman, dropping the box on the ground. “sorry sir.” I said as I bent down to pit it up. He looked at me, but seemed to look right past me then went on his was without a word. Cranky ol’bastard I chuckled to myself then went on my way. Nothing was going to ruin this day on me, not a cranky old man, not my long running head ache, heck I could have gotten smoked by a car and still kept a smile on my face.

The florist was my next destination of the day, a simple two blocks away. I took my time getting there, basking in the day and the music playing in my ears, eyeing the different things in shop windows, there was a figure in the collectible shop windows I had my eye on for quite some time, but this day was not the day for that. I continued on my way to find the shop closed. Great. Onto plan B and over to the local park.
Parents and children out enjoying the day in the playground, people walking dogs and playing catch in the grass or simply sitting in the sun with a good book. It was the perfect day for all of it. I made my way over to a flower bed and found exactly what I needed. Not exactly how I wanted to go about it, but oh well.

Last stop was the mall. Just needed a few things from there to make to make the night perfect, maybe grab a bite to eat as well, see if I could finally kill off the vicious hangover. I started across the street and nearly got hit by a car. The flowers flew from my hand, if I hadn’t jumped back I would have been flat on the pavement. The driver was long gone after a loud string of curses from me. I was sure that the entire park heard me, mothers were probably upset about the language, but I damn near died so I didn’t care.

I made it to the mall without further incident at least. The place was busy as always. Seems like most of the town was here most days. I hated coming to this place, I had never been one for shopping. Weaving in and out of people like mines on a field of war. Each time I bumped someone I said a quick sorry and kept on my way, never bothering to wait for a reply if any.
Alright, a bite to eat, hit the chocolate store and get out of the mall. So I went over to the food court. Wasn’t really a fan of fast food, but my guts had the grumbles to them. I hit the first burger joint I seen, the place was packed but not quite as busy as other nearby places. I cruised over the menu for a moment then went for the counter while the staff was busy tending to customers and prepping orders. ‘Yeah can I get a number one please?’. My question went unheard through the busy commotion of the crowd. My smile was slowly turning into a scowl. ‘Excuse me could I put in an order?’ Other people had but in front of me to place their orders. I was getting upset at this point, mad even. I was trying to keep my cool with the situation but it was getting more and more difficult. I slammed my fist on the counter and yelled HEY, a staff member turned with a smile “can I take your order”. Finally, I thought. Just as I opened my mouth I heard someone else pipe up with an order.
Are you fucking kidding me I thought. Fuck it, I’ll eat at home was my next thought.
I turned and walked away, slamming right into someone walking by and falling right onto my rear. I stood back up to see a teenage kid standing there on his phone with headphones in. ‘Watch where you’re going kid.’ No response. I just had to shake my head and walk away before I started to run my mouth. My mission to the mall was almost over then I could leave the wretched place.

The chocolate shop was close by. I went in, looked around, picked what I thought was best and made my way to the counter with a scowl, put the box down and looked to the smiling cashier.
She stood there watching the people going about in the mall, her mind seeming to be miles away. ‘Can you ring me up please?’ she didn’t even turn to look at me. ‘Are you fucking kidding me’ I growled out. She stepped forward, grabbed a bottle of water from the counter then leaned back against a wall still ignoring me.
I was pissed at this point. Why was everyone fucking with me. Looking around in anger, hoping that maybe I would see some camera crew and that I was on one of those prank shows or something. But everything was as it should be.
Turning back to the smiling cashier I gave her a hearty ‘Fuck you’ and left without her even batting an eye, just keeping that same sadistic smile on her face in her perfect little world.
Forget it, I would just make do with what I had. Despite everything I wasn’t going to let it ruin the day for me. Not a chance.
Leaving the mall, I kept my mind focused on Sara. Tonight was still going to be perfect. Holding the small box with my hand in my pocket I started across the street, again almost getting hit. My fault this time, that flashing red hand starred at me. I sighed, waited then finally continued on my way when that flashing green man said I could.
Everyone I pass was still ignoring me, waiting for that TV host to jump out and say ‘you’ve just been pranked!’ The walk home felt like it took forever. I was glad when I finally made it there. Now able to escape from the world back into my kingdom with my soon to be queen.

I walked into the house and called for Sara, it was game time. Do or die. But found no response. After kicking off my shoes I searched around but found no signs of her. TV off, blanket folded, shoes gone, no note, no call or text message. Damn she was still pissed at me for the night before. I went to the bedroom to see her bags taken from the closet along with a good bit of clothing. Fuck, she must have gone to her sisters or something. I really fucked up by not making it home, but at least I knew I didn’t do anything else stupid.
I tried calling her, but the phone just rang and rang.

Frustrated with how the day went from perfect to garbage in a matter of hours, I pulled my boots back on and headed for the pub. Alone for the night, unable to go through with my previous plan, fuck it I said, a beer seemed like the only way to end the day.

I walked into the pub a short time later, passed by the counter and as per the norm for the regulars I grabbed a pre-filled pitcher, mug and left my ID card in its place. A good system for some of the people that frequent the place.
I took my normal seat in the corner, it had a great view of all the TVs, kicked my feet up on the chair across from me and poured the first mug many amber mugs.

No one spoke to me, but at this point I didn’t care, the only thing I had on my mind was Sara and what I had planned. Sure things didn’t work out today, but tomorrow, the next day, whenever, everything would be great.
Some commotion at the serving counter caught my attention, Doug, the bartender yelling at some guy about an ID card, asking if it was a joke and kicking him out. I just smirked and kept to myself. Wasn’t long after I was making the round trip from my table, to the can, bar for another waiting jog and back to my table. I thought I heard someone speaking to me but when I looked up no one was there. I couldn’t figure out what was going on with everyone today.

as the mugs emptied the frustration of the day quickly started turning to anger. I knew at that point it was time to go. The last thing I wanted to do was end up in the drunk tank and not make it home again.
I went to the bar and checked for my ID but couldn’t see it anywhere, Doug probably put it aside for me I thought. He was busy dealing with another customers so I would just grab it tomorrow.

I walked out, drank and frustrated. The walk would do me good I figured.
Muttering to myself about the asshole people today as I walked down the road, kicking rocks out of frustration, quickly puffing on cigarette after cigarette.
Before I even realized where I was I looked up and seen where my day first began, the field and the trees.

‘You lost?’ A voice form the trees rang out. I looked around but didn’t see any one. ‘Excuse me?’ I asked, and was met with a quick response ‘You look lost boy.”
In my drunken stupor I was amazed that someone was actually talking to me. Did the hidden game show I was on finally come to an end? I gave a sigh of relief. Told the guy who had emerged from behind the trees that I wasn’t lost, just on my way home, but his next words were not what I was expecting. He told me to empty my pockets or I was going to get hurt.
I was drunk, I still had anger in the back of my mind, so near as I could tell I was ten feet tall and made of steel, so I promptly told him off and pulled my arm back to swing.

That’s when I heard it. That loud bang. The same loud bang that woke me up in the morning, followed by the sudden thud of my dying body hitting the ground.

Those few moments, laying there on the ground, blood pouring from the hole in my head, it all came back to me. I’ve been here before.
It’s the same every time. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been here, how many times it ends the same. I try to change it but I always meet the bullet.

Surely this is hell, this eternal cycle of suffering…. Surely this is….

I woke with a start from a thunderous bang that rang though the air. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming a nightmare or if the sounds of reality kick started me into the day, either way I was awake, confused but awake.

[SobahCobra79]

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[seekingsolace]

my self care art… spooncarving

[ShesGotMoxie]

Great work! I love this one.

[seekingsolace]

Thanks @ShesGotMoxie
Did some painting and chipcarving on the handle.
super soothing and I love adding color.

[anon53116147]

That’s awesome. Do you use a wood lathe to get the shape and all that ?

[seekingsolace]

Just and axe and knife.

[anon89892515]

Doodlin demons

[SobahCobra79]

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[SobahCobra79]

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[anon53116147]

I like that, I was kind of doodling something similar

[anon89892515]

Thanks Mike! Set those demons free, in paint!

[SobahCobra79]

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