Back for a moment

I've been using tumblr recently and I find it a bit more social and strange. In many ways, it's easier to post, but it's so easy to forget that I really want to just post my art there, sketches etc.
It make me want to go back to blogger, a little bit--though I have so many of my friends on there and follow so many people it does my head in. My tumblr is http://ischizzi.tumblr.com

I know Loish uses multiple places. She uses both tumblr and blogger, but I feel like I should only use one and only post my art-- like some sort of website. Maybe I'll post my really good stuff on here and the lesser, more sketchy stuff on there. Blah. Whatever, thoughts for the morning.

This is a picture from a long time ago. It's 1920x1280 or some such size, wallpaper usage is welcome. Please credit me if you post somewhere else. /compulsory art post

Haha, I type as though I'm actually talking to some group of people who follow my dead blog. How funny of me.
I'm off to go have fun now. I think I'll go see the world and create a few of my own before I worry about telling to world what I've seen and journeyed through. I feel very literate right now, haha, I'm listening to "Right Where It Belongs" by Nine Inch Nails. They have been my muse since I restarted work on Project STREAM.
To SLEEP with me, I should stop posting until I actually have something to post about.

I don't have much to say, except that I am now on Tumblr more. But I still check this one from time to time to see how the people I'm following are doing :)
I quite like this little spot, but I really love TUmblr at the moment.
Ah well. My art is still updated on dA.

Possible Sequel to Intense Hue and some ideas.

I have some really nice ideas for drawing, but I feel I'm going to have to put all my personal projects on hold until... April or something. I have some commissions to do, some books to read, and work and school to... participate in. Anyway, I just want to write down some ideas for a story-- it's a sequel I think to the "Intense Hue" which I wrote last year. You can see it at DA page, I can't be bothered posting the link.

"I would've been outside, by now"

I heard the cold dark voice over the phone. "She's here", it said, "But she wants to stay."
As tears welled up in my eyes, I cleared my throat and spoke into the mouth piece.

"Let me hear her voice. I... want to speak with her."
There was some muffled sounds coming from the ear piece, as the speaker moved. There was a head aching silence just before a beautiful voice filled my ears.

"Hello? Are you there?" I stared at the two boys and the girl in front of me, who were staring back at me, their eyes wide.

"Are you okay?" I was crying now, and I nearly let a smile shape my mouth. "ChildNumber3, so glad to hear your voi--"

"Don't you ever call me that." Her voice was sharp, and edgy. I felt a cold chill run through me, and the children were stone still, more anxious than ever.

"Where are you?"

"I don't know."

"What are you doing there?"

"Nothing."

"Who is the boy?"

"I won't say."

"Can you tell me anything of consequence?" I was afraid now, I could swear I was shaking. She was always different to her siblings, she was always secretive. And she was always doing something I didn't want to see, or she didn't want me to see. It usually worked. I knew it.
There was silence for a moment while I contemplated her behaviour, and then I heard her again.

"I have a name now. I have a family, too. I like plants. My favourite colour is red. Is that of consequence?"

"I beg your pardon!" I cried, in sudden anger. I felt so twisted that I couldn't quite understand her outrageous accusation. "We are your family! And you have always had a name! What is this? Why are you doing this!" She was silent. I couldn't stop myself, I had fed her and housed her and clothed her, and yet she was so secretive and never spoke to me voluntarily. She was like a cat in the early morning shadows, slipping past you so often, she was invisible to us. I loved her so much, and yet she runs from me like I was nothing to her. She was so much like him.

"You are homeless now. I truly wish you realise that, so you know that you are alone out there--"

"Mother! How could you!" Child Number 1 had jumped to his feet, and was standing over me, shock swelling in his eyes.

"She has left us! I have to say this!" I screamed back at him. He shrank back down next to his younger siblings. I listened for her reply.

"Goodbye" said a deep male voice. Then there was the beep. I regretted my choice of words insantly.

I just wrote that there off the top of my head, so obviously it is not good. Just an idea.
Now my painting idea I was to just write down somewhere official is a circle of glass or ice on the floor of a city street. A creature underneath the glass is frozen. People walk upon it going about there daily lives. I just thought it was cool. Will paint one day.
I have a few commissions that I will put up here in WiP progress, like the tiger one.

Other than that, goodnight. May swift and gentle dreams see you till the sun rises.

Something I'm working on

About four or five hours in.








Another hour or so in. So two hours so far.











This is something I am working on for someone-- not a commission, but a present. Also, good practice for my digital art skills. This is about an hour into it (so slow because I was working out how to draw tigers).

I'm not sure if I should ever blog properly-- like the Lady Renegade does, but I thing I could come up with something if I want to. Right now, I can't be bothered.
Meh, hope you like. Any feedback would be good, but no one seems to comment on here, so I'll leave this hanging.
Ciao ciao!

Chillin' and Sleep

Hey, all.

Recently over the holidays, I have really gotten into digital art and it fascinates me intensely. So I have this tablet I got for Christmas, and I have been using it non-stop since I got it. I have been practising with some photos of various photographers whose work I enjoy on deviantART. I have been doing this for the past two weeks. I think I may post the Work in Progress, just so I have some sort of record of this work. The image is called Of The Night by Zemotion.

Rozavi, over and out.

Hello Everyone!

Hi everyone. I'm Rozavi.

I like to read pretty well everything, in blogs. I'm not religious at all, I am highly opinionated into the extremes. I have joined blogger because my friend is on here-- the Lady Renegade-- and I really want to officially follow her and comment, except that I needed an account, so I figured I might as well join and blog, too.

I like to read, draw, write stories, and I have invented my own mediaeval world. I speak English and I am learning Japanese and Italian. I can speak Italian pretty well, but not perfectly. My Japanese is... different :D

Um... I don't know how to blog, really, I'm just sort of following people at the moment. I may get around to actually having something to say at some point, but not right now because I'm doing homework... supposedly...

If anyone wants to see my drawings (which is what I'm more into anyway, I'm on here a lot ^_^) please visit my deviantART account.