September 21, 2166

Dexterity Test/Story Challenge/Comic Book Superhero/Kloir DYIS/Monster Cutie/One Light Source/OC Pet 09/21/2021
 
Some art to enjoy 
Here is the Dexterity test:) 
 
The sleeping princess, can you tell the story in the image? 
 
I was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.

The prompt is
Leaves sing atop ancient trees - rustling, whispering, teasing the senses - telling a quiet tale of one taller than, gentler than, the oldest oak.

I figured I will tell a tale in an image.
I will give you some questions to help you.
What planet is this?
What is the craft the female is working on?
What does the text in chinese say?
What is the robot telling her to do?
Who is the signal on the wall for and what does it say?
What is the statue in the hallway behind the princess?
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/DAStory-challenge-post-competitive-entry-892543224?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632227117
 
The Teleman- Issue #1 - gifcomic is linked in the description
 was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.

For a superhero, I admittedly wanted something simpler or galactic. My imagination sprouted Teleman. I even made him a comic you can enjoy as pages or a gif in the following links.

Teleman Issue 1 page 2
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Teleman-issue1-page-2-892546119?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632228867
Teleman Issue 1 page 3
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Teleman-issue1-page-3-892546229?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632229088
Teleman Issue 1 page 4
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Teleman-issue1-page-4-892546546?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632229258
Teleman Issue 1 gifcomic
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Teleman-gifcomic-892546728?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632231022


https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Teleman-cover-page-892545782?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632228657
 
The ancient town of Dalila- what is going on!?:) 
 
I was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.

Dalila is an old robot, battered or bruised where it lay , eons ago. But, its mechanical heart remain a source of nourishment for life and its body, like a pyramid or temple of earliest times from kemet, has preserved to still be useful. 
But all is not so easy in the town. The bug pit is not what it was, and outsiders have brought a new level of violence. 

I will place the original source image in the comments

Source image of Dalila... isn't she cute and the oscar goes too....
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/The-Ancient-Town-of-Dalila-892549276?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632231916
 
Microcalligraphy based on Kloir
 
I was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.


The poem I created based on the image is the following:

Title: The Trees before what you see

If a tree has no shadow, it is the darkest breed
Gatekeeper to secrets, doorway... to fantasees
The magic need the trees
Not to live, to be seen
The light need the leaves
Not to live, to careen
When one walk where magic, the Elders say
The trees are above the doves soiree
While you will see castle balconies
The squirrel dare the oldest tree top, where winds can catapult any to doom
For the sight is a gift, see nature in full bloom
Beward the princess at the sweetest tree
She see you coming, she see you need
But she know the forest, better than you think
Talk to an oak, and you will get a joke
Talk to a kapok... and you will see free folk
Talk to a boabab, and a sweet to your gob
Talk to a ginko, and remember what you sow
Talk to a yew, and catch a brand new
Talk to a mulberry and ripples from your mind's ferry
Talk to a tree and see... something
The last of the tree guard, has no leaves
Performs the magic you will see...
Look up! the purple cork floats or corral the leaves
A bed in the sky to cover the scene

For this piece I continue the design style from the last calligraphic work of not using the entire poem in the calligraphy. This time I am particularly happy cause I used new colored inks. I like how the inks came out but I need to get smaller widths. The widths did not allow the finesse I achieved with my pencil. So, this ink does not have the intricacy of the pencil.


Calligraphy version1 The Trees before what you see

Gatekeeper to secrets
The magic need the trees
The light need the leaves
When one walk where magic
The squirrel dare the oldest tree
Beware the princess, at the sweetest tree
... Talk too a tree and see...  something
Performs the magic you will see

Calligraphy version 2 The Trees before what you see <what was used>

Gatekeeper to secrets
The magic need the trees
The light need the leaves
When one walk where magic
The squirrel dare the oldest tree
Beware the princess
... Talk too a tree and see
The magic you will see

the post competitive invitational

https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Microcalligraphy-based-on-Kloir-892550129?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632232969
 
Dexterity Test - about 3 hours- I had to use my left hand, the right hand, it is over too quickly...:) 
I was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.

I am fortunate that I know what I like to create as an artist. That is poems/short stories/graphite drawings. I can do these three things forever, no pay needed. As it is, for the dexterity test I decided to do something I hadn't done in a while and that is draw with my left hand. As a kid I wrote or drew with either hand, but environments do manipulate folks.
I timed myself, and I used only a graphite pencil/an eraser, and my smudger plus a white sheet of paper. My left hand had some serious issues smudging or erasing. The penciling was just about getting muscle memory back. I think halfway through I got some of the memory back. I will have to remind myself to draw with the left hand exclusively to reject such rust in the future.
My times:
3:42 pm to 6:04 pm
an Errands OR watermelon break
6:15 to 6:45 pm
I recall only one time near the end did I use the right hand and it was for two eraser motions, not large ones, and I recovered the left hand.
My desire to go faster is what pushed it so a lesson is in that folks. Slow down , keep the pace slow and that will aid in going from hand to hand.
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Dexterity-Test-892551259?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632233707
 
Nurse Leechman - isn't she cute 
I was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.

Nurse Leechman
Her probiscus is covered to not alarm anyone and to be sanitary. She walks upright and carries anticoagulent which is always important to those whose blood is acting irregular or unhealthy. And she makes it herself. As she is pregnant, though you can't see it right now. She is carrying the micromarsupial daily, the must have magazine for any young Siamensis needing guidance or tips on caring for their upcoming child. Edited by legendary Mrs. Roo. Isn't this nurse cute! 

This was quite interesting for me research wise. That word monster meaning disgusting or not cute, isn't in my mentality. Monsters can be cute... anyway. In my search to find something not thought of as cute or pleasant or safe to be around. I thought of a leech. But which leech?
I learned of the leech Siamensis Placobdelloides of the glossiphoniidae. Now like all leehces her saliva has anticoagulents which stop blood from going to gel from liquid and so I automatically thought nurse. But, this particular breed of Leech has another great attribute. They carry their young.  
https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/Ms-Leechman-PPPMonstercuties-892552269?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632234592
 
The Night Table- can you guess some of the references in my film noir short:) 
 
I was working on my submission for the levar burton fiyah and thus, I was too late for the competitive aspect, but not to late for the invitational aspect.

I had two ideas for the one light source originally, the first one I finished all but the chiaroscuro. I was pondering between doing a single street lamp or doing an inverted one light source. But I was undecided so I went on to the second idea. I haven't shared the first one, it is merely cause I want rest. I will in the future. but I see this idea as the first scene and the first idea as the second scene, a little film noir couplet.
Enjoy  

https://www.deviantart.com/hddeviant/art/The-Night-Table-892553358?ga_submit_new=10%3A1632235077
 
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September 21st international day of peace- a story of peace 
 https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/261-september-equinox-art-or-text-craft-parade-good-news-blog/?do=findComment&comment=947
 
STORY
 
 International Day of Peace story
A man one day thought to himself, I will disturb nothing else, while laying in a bed, formerly his. He pee on the bed, defacate on the bed, so that he will not disturb the floor, the door, the world outside. His body hurt when he become hungry and he shake in the bed, stirring in the odor.
Finally, he realize he has to disturb where he lay. He can never be completely peaceful, and gets off his bed at peace.

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September Equinox is from september 20th to september 24th it was in 2021 september 22nd 13:31 UTC equate to 8:31 utc-5, it is the beginning of fall  in the northern hemisphere, spring in the southern hemisphere < http://www.astropixels.com/ephemeris/soleq2001.html  >  
 share photos of art OR text of fiction 
 The photos can be to->sculpture/knitting or sewing/graffiti/tattoo or any craft depicting Black people in spring in the southern hemisphere, any country <south america/caribbean/africa/south asia/australia> OR  Black people in fall in the northern hemisphere, any country <north america/europe/northern asia> 
 The text can only be fiction based on the following: Black person or peoples at the first day of spring or fall 
 Story 1 https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/261-september-equinox-art-or-text-craft-parade-good-news-blog/?do=findComment&comment=948
Story 2 https://aalbc.com/tc/blogs/entry/261-september-equinox-art-or-text-craft-parade-good-news-blog/?do=findComment&comment=949
 
 
STORY 1
 


I remember the autumn gatherings when I was a girl; sparkling gala’s where my parents dressed me plus my siblings in glittering attire. I loved it. I felt always like a princess.
The pumpkin pie, the cranberrry sauce, the rice pudding, the apple custard, the watermelon slices, the corn bread … I loved it all. A peaceful rearing for me, the magic was in merely being alive; I had no need of unicorns from mystical worlds gated in forests or aliens from beyond the sky or anything unearthly.
I had a brilliant summer, and now my Autumn.

My autumn is simple and in continuity, a life from a woman alone. My job I like to do while it pay the bills, allow me to save, and give me time off. I am unmarried, but I have all sorts of comforts: masculine,friendly,inhuman; I am not alone. I am the autumn, and I am at peace as when I was the summer.

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Poetry or More
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STORY 2
 

 
An autumn wind speak this morning. It speak that the autumn is here for good, until the winter wind come. Let me boil some syrup. I need to get the wood, give me a moment. <Sniffle> I remember when I came here. The tantalum rush was amazing. Can you imagine a stream of automated vessels, frozen bodies inside , risking fate, between harvested body parts to raided goods to slavery on an A.B. hideaway , streaming from the spaceport in Addis Abeba to Beijing2 on Europa. I recall viewing it,nightly, with my ElectronMacroscope, from here on Titan. Few of those brave travelers made it here; the terraforming of this moon was the last initiative of the United Nations before the fall. But, millions came to this moon for the Tantalum. I worked my way here: a labor ticket to the moon from Earth, thirty years serving Senor Quetza who is still a lunar lord, paid my way to the graneries of mars for thirty years of overseering the self-automates, then enough money to take a long arc frozen trip around the AB and the battles of Jupiter. From out of my mother's womb to Titan took ninety one years. At seventy-eight I was content. I never found a woman on the way who wanted eternity with me or likewise. I helped a few people become mature. But, I just wanted to reach this place. Took me five years but I found this little enclave between mountains, no Tantalum, but everything I truly wanted. Some place to rest after a life lived.
I hear something. I am getting dressed to go out. Sometimes my fellow minors lose themselves in their depression. <creeeeek> I don't see anyone. ... I hear it again. Let me check the river. Ahh....
The Autumn Deer is looking at me from the frozen mist down the mountain in the nearby wood. Amazing how the deer evolved here. "Hello Friend!" Ahh, he is going into the ice blue mist. Enjoy life my friend, as I have. If anyone find my audiorecordings this land is in your caretaking. The tantalum can not be mined forever. And the beauty here can not outlast the dying sun, but will last longer.
  Thank you for reading, if you want to read more of my work read below
Poetry or More
https://www.kobo.com/ebook/poetry-or-more-1
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