Moments for Eternity

So I've been thinking for awhile about making a journal of random things to photograph or draw. Recently I've been trying to not be a 'zombie' through life and actually see what's around me. I've noticed quite a few things that are interesting but never quite got the chance to photograph it. Or anything. Which is somewhat dissapointing D:

Is it just me who also sees a flash of something, just a glance, or a moments view of one thing then see that single milisecond of inspiration replay in my mind for the rest of the day. For instance, today (just awhile ago) my dad and I were driving around town and we drove past this couple walking across the sidewalk as we were going by. For a brief bit of time I saw her face peer up out of her coat and what I saw sent my mind reeling into a story. I always think it's a quite unique idea to consider what other people are doing while your doing something completely different or if you could jump from person to person and see through there eyes and just live their life for a few seconds and see how your situation in life is better or less interesting, seeing what kind of thing is going on.

When I saw the couple walking I went into fiction fantasy world (from the girl's point of view):

     We were walking, he and I, through the snow along the busy street of a small town that swelled overnight. It was the middle of winter yet these people were celebrating a festivity called: "Winter Games" I believe it was. He kept dragging me along saying that everything would be okay once we got out on the ice where basically everyone in the bustling small town was. I believed him for the short bit of time that I could, knowing that once we got there nobody would recignize us because we were outsiders. We truly weren't humans as you'd expect. We were really wolves in a human body. (I have to pause here because I love wolves and every time I write a story on here the characters will most likely be wolves. As humans. so get used to it :) because alien stories just freak me out and turn it all sci-fi)
     We were sent to the games to see if we could find more of our own among the crowd, but as we neared closer a white truck drove past. A 15 year old girl sitting passenger to the driver who appeared to be her father. Our eyes locked for what seemed like forever, but was really was nothing compared to the span of life. I knew her. I had to find her once we got onto the ice. She could save me from this hell I have, trapped in this human body. She knows. She can help.
     At this point I began arguing with myself about how I could know about someone I just met. Not even met, but just saw. I was crazy for believing that some human could help me. It would never happen. Ever. Not the way that I was brought up in my pack.
     The roar of a ski-doo broke my concentration, we had reached the ice. Now it was feeding time.

I hate how my stories are so dark, but hey I think it's genius and I can't help it. See you tomorrow! Hopefully I can draw the wolf-girl in the coat sometime.
With Heart,
~ Brooke - the - wolf.

What is tHE.ART.room?

tHE.ART.room is me being clever and playing with words because art is everything to me and you have to put your head and your heart into it. Nothing brings me more joy than being IN the art room that our school has. I wish I could stay there for hours or just BE an art teacher when I grow up. I won't ever keep trying until something else comes up, but until then, Drawing, Photography, and Painting will be my favorites. I could NEVER get over them.

A few days ago in my art class I finally finished my drawing, and sometimes I shock myself at how good I can be. Hopefully in the future I will update this and add links from my deviantart (link located in the 'about me' section.. but I think I renamed it... so... good luck finding it :D

Anyways, I'll write the next time I'm bored/have an interesting dream/ or anythin weird like eating a locust in the middle of winter. (stupid planet earth distracting me from my blogging, and silly blogging for distracting me from my homework.) keep the follower button happy to see more when I have time. We discovered blogging in our online class and i'm hooked so you'll be seeing better quality blogs later!

with heart,
~ Brookielynn