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Tenshi Kitsune by SilverFlight
Tenshi Kitsune
A birthday gift for one of my best friends :icontenshikitsune:
The day before someone stole something very important from her, I know I could never replace what you lost TK, but I want to use my gift to bring a little of the light back.

Have an awesome birthday ne-chan! :glomp:
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Salt Rock Towers by SilverFlight
Salt Rock Towers
My part of an art trade with :icontigresadaina:
In the city where I used to live there was an annual festival, and every year this artist would come and make these wonderful towers of balancing stones. It was fantastic as they all seemed to defy gravity, in actual fact they had been placed just so, so all the stones were in equilibrium and stood, sometimes on the most unlikely of points. I added these sculptures into the picture because they were so neat. I hope you like it Daina ^^
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Silver ref sheet by SilverFlight
Silver ref sheet
I think its about time I finally created an actual reference sheet for my avatar and mascot to my entire studio.
Silver has gone through some changes since her first appearance not long after I opened my devart gallery. Mainly the iridescent silver feathers, the white chest and collar and her feather crest. I am really happy with her now, though I have to admit characters that define an artist tend to change as the artist does, so this may not be her final form, but it is her current one and I like it. :)
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Share Your Gift

Journal Entry: Wed Sep 3, 2014, 4:45 AM
Wow, all work has been handed in and I am about to embark upon the next leg of my journey. This will take me to Switzerland for at least 3 months while I work in apiculture and honey bee conservation. I cannot wait to start!

But this post is about something different: I want to remind every artist out there that no matter what your skill level, you have the potential to bring happiness and spread light.

I took myself off to a secluded beach one day to escape the throngs of tourists that had invaded my peaceful little Cornish town. On the beach I sat down to enjoy the precious rays of sunlight that dribbled through an almost endless blanket of cloud. Just behind me I could hear children bickering and tried to ignore them. They peaked my interest after a while because it seemed one was being treated differently by both parents and children. This single child was complaining that the other would not let her play with them. I sat up and looked round, trying not to make it obvious that I was now paying attention. The one singled out was a young girl, now sitting on the other side of her parents from the two boys playing with a small shovel. She had been told to leave the others alone and watched them while she picked at the sand halfheartedly with the shovel. The parents seemed not to mind her exclusion, and went about reading their magazines.

After a while the little girl developed a defiant look, scooped up a bit of sand and chucked it onto her mother's foot. She was promptly yelled at and told to 'go away'...by her mother.

What happened next annoyed me to my limit, when after a while one of the young boys strolled over to her. "I need this" he stated bluntly and proceeded to rip the shovel from her hands.
Both parents watched this happen with little change in their facial expressions. She looked at them for help, I could see the outrage in her face. Anger at injustice but more so at the indifference. That struck a chord with me.
I could have stood up and spoke my mind, berated the parents for their complete incompetence in distributing fairness at a time in their offspring's lives when they depend on it for developing the view in which they anticipate the world.
But instead, I smoothed the sand at my feet and started to dig.

I dug and dug, churning up the cool wet sand and piling it handful by handful onto the smooth, dry surface. Then I began to shape.
This (as I had hoped) peaked the interest of the young girl. After a head had formed from the oblong mass I was tending I looked up.
She asked me what I was building and I looked down again. "I think its a horse. Would you like to help me?"
I watched her smile and nod, which made me smile too. As I worked she gathered stones and seaweed to decorate it with, still not confident enough in her abilities to help me manipulate the sand. We added things and changed the design, the horse became a unicorn and grew in detail and beauty.

Our efforts drew the attention of the parents, who sat and watched us transform beach garbage into a magnificent sculpture. The humble horse became a proud unicorn with a white, stone horn and a sparkling, limpet shell eye. The mane was deep black as the tangled seaweed the little girl had chosen coursed down its back, ending in a magnificent, flowing tail.

The boys who had shunned her originally came over. One put the sculpture down, making fun of the decorations and teasing the girl. But each time he said something I would immediately offer her a new suggestion for her unicorn, completely ignoring the taunts. The other boy complimented it, amazed by what had been created in such a short amount of time. To these comments I responded happily, and so did the girl.

She had the courage now to shape the sand on her own, gently pushing it into new forms and tweaking old lines.
At one final point the first boy who had tried to belittle our efforts put his foot carefully over the sculpture's head, in one last attempt to secure his own confidence. A yell surprised us all as the mother sat forward abruptly: "Don't you DARE step on that unicorn!" she barked. The boy retreated meekly, allowing us to finish our work.

At the end both parents marveled at the sculpture, praising the young girl and complimenting her efforts. They took pictures of her and the unicorn and I caught a smile on her face that I could say I helped put there.

So just remember, our gifts are for sharing, and indeed I believe artistic talents really only have meaning if they can be shared. But also remember that the gift is powerful, and you can bring light, hope and life into a place where perhaps there wasn't any before.


- Griffin


Share Your Gift

Journal Entry: Wed Sep 3, 2014, 4:45 AM
Wow, all work has been handed in and I am about to embark upon the next leg of my journey. This will take me to Switzerland for at least 3 months while I work in apiculture and honey bee conservation. I cannot wait to start!

But this post is about something different: I want to remind every artist out there that no matter what your skill level, you have the potential to bring happiness and spread light.

I took myself off to a secluded beach one day to escape the throngs of tourists that had invaded my peaceful little Cornish town. On the beach I sat down to enjoy the precious rays of sunlight that dribbled through an almost endless blanket of cloud. Just behind me I could hear children bickering and tried to ignore them. They peaked my interest after a while because it seemed one was being treated differently by both parents and children. This single child was complaining that the other would not let her play with them. I sat up and looked round, trying not to make it obvious that I was now paying attention. The one singled out was a young girl, now sitting on the other side of her parents from the two boys playing with a small shovel. She had been told to leave the others alone and watched them while she picked at the sand halfheartedly with the shovel. The parents seemed not to mind her exclusion, and went about reading their magazines.

After a while the little girl developed a defiant look, scooped up a bit of sand and chucked it onto her mother's foot. She was promptly yelled at and told to 'go away'...by her mother.

What happened next annoyed me to my limit, when after a while one of the young boys strolled over to her. "I need this" he stated bluntly and proceeded to rip the shovel from her hands.
Both parents watched this happen with little change in their facial expressions. She looked at them for help, I could see the outrage in her face. Anger at injustice but more so at the indifference. That struck a chord with me.
I could have stood up and spoke my mind, berated the parents for their complete incompetence in distributing fairness at a time in their offspring's lives when they depend on it for developing the view in which they anticipate the world.
But instead, I smoothed the sand at my feet and started to dig.

I dug and dug, churning up the cool wet sand and piling it handful by handful onto the smooth, dry surface. Then I began to shape.
This (as I had hoped) peaked the interest of the young girl. After a head had formed from the oblong mass I was tending I looked up.
She asked me what I was building and I looked down again. "I think its a horse. Would you like to help me?"
I watched her smile and nod, which made me smile too. As I worked she gathered stones and seaweed to decorate it with, still not confident enough in her abilities to help me manipulate the sand. We added things and changed the design, the horse became a unicorn and grew in detail and beauty.

Our efforts drew the attention of the parents, who sat and watched us transform beach garbage into a magnificent sculpture. The humble horse became a proud unicorn with a white, stone horn and a sparkling, limpet shell eye. The mane was deep black as the tangled seaweed the little girl had chosen coursed down its back, ending in a magnificent, flowing tail.

The boys who had shunned her originally came over. One put the sculpture down, making fun of the decorations and teasing the girl. But each time he said something I would immediately offer her a new suggestion for her unicorn, completely ignoring the taunts. The other boy complimented it, amazed by what had been created in such a short amount of time. To these comments I responded happily, and so did the girl.

She had the courage now to shape the sand on her own, gently pushing it into new forms and tweaking old lines.
At one final point the first boy who had tried to belittle our efforts put his foot carefully over the sculpture's head, in one last attempt to secure his own confidence. A yell surprised us all as the mother sat forward abruptly: "Don't you DARE step on that unicorn!" she barked. The boy retreated meekly, allowing us to finish our work.

At the end both parents marveled at the sculpture, praising the young girl and complimenting her efforts. They took pictures of her and the unicorn and I caught a smile on her face that I could say I helped put there.

So just remember, our gifts are for sharing, and indeed I believe artistic talents really only have meaning if they can be shared. But also remember that the gift is powerful, and you can bring light, hope and life into a place where perhaps there wasn't any before.


- Griffin


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Griffin
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Griffin
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Hmm...talk about myself...but I am so incredibly modest!
*dodges flying objects*
Well; I am a zoology student, but before that I was an art student.
Some say you need to choose between art and science.
I say sucks to those people!
You can have your cake and eat it too!
WHAT?! CAKE!! Where!?














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MrChibbe Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch :hug: ;W;
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Very welcome =)
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ThorinFrostclaw Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks a lot for the watch! :)

Amazing art you got there! ^^
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SilverFlight Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks, I Love your stuff too ^^
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Blitz by Marlonthegreenwolf My half ;u;
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SilverFlight Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
O.M.G. He is incredible! Thank you!!!
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Hey thanks for joining!
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Thanks for the invite XD
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