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The Travelling Man

Posted by: CSHoldsworth

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'The Travelling Man'

A story I wrote whilst in my Foundation year:

The Travelling Man

Written and illustrated by Christopher Holdsworth
This is the face of The Travelling Man
I’ll tell his tale as best I can.
Mysterious, strange and sinister is he,
It was one fateful night this all came to be.
He travels by night,
Few think that’s quite right.
Yet the secret to his tales,
Is in the darkness he prevails
Why is this I hear you ask?
And to explain is quite the task.
For you see once upon a time,
Before you heard this dark rhyme,
The Travelling Man made a deal with a most terrifying soul.

Now begins a story that will make your skin crawl.
This tale begins with a cold winters wind, howling at the face of this bard.

He stumbled upon a wood,
He’d take shelter if he could,
But the forest made him recoil as if he’d been stabbed by a shard.
He had no choice but to venture inside
As in the cold this old man would surely have died.
His feelings of this place made his withered heart race.
As the evil in this place made his tracks pick up pace.
Deeper and further trudged The Travelling Man into the forest of old.
The Twisted faces of the trees made his blood run cold.
Once familiar and friendly in light,
Now gave even the bravest of men a fright.
Stories say the forest was dead,
But that was all just a myth in his head.
For something here most frightful stirred,
Yet it could not be seen, barely even heard.
Deep in the forest a whisper made him shake,
‘What could it be?’ he thought
‘A bird? A snake?’
The whisper appeared again once more,
But this time it howled like a ghoulish groan.
The Travelling Man now knew
That in this lonely old forest he wasn’t alone.

Up in front of him a shadow appeared,
A demon it was, what he had most feared.
The shadow spoke in a most vicious voice,
Giving the man the eventual option of choice.
‘You’ve entered my forest, you’ve trespassed my wood,
And on this cold winters night, I shall drain your blood’.
‘What brought you here? What is it you do?’
Mockingly asked the shadow, as he already knew.
You see the shadows see all,
The past, the present and new
‘I travel and tell tales of foreign land’
Handing the shadow books with a tremble of his hand.

The Travelling Man fell to his knees with a thud,
Looking at the stars past the tree tops above.
Remembering times of travelling with his clan,
He came up with a most evil plan.
The bard asked the shadow ‘Why eat me when you could have more?’
With a little more confidence he rose from the floor.
‘You’d sacrifice your family and friends for your life?’
The demon knew the honesty of his story was quite strife.
The shadow looked deep into the Traveling mans eyes and announced,
‘You’re a man full of deceit, betrayal and lies’

‘I’ll give you a choice, your life or your soul’
To which he replied without hesitation ‘My soul! My soul!’
‘Your ignorance is your down fall old fool,
Soon you’ll rather have died, now I’m going to get really cruel.
I will follow you forever until the end of your days,
In your sleep, in your nightmares
You’ll be trapped in a never ending maze.
Around each corner I’ll always be there,
It’ll drive you so mad, it will be too much to bare.
With me by your side you needn’t worry,
You won’t be bothered in much of a hurry.
You tried to offer me your family and friends,
Now I’ll cut off your social ends.
I’ll throw them all into a bottomless canyon,
From now on I’m your only companion.
You’ll feel forever alone but never alone you’ll be.
Now go sit upon your lonesome throne beside me’
The Travelling Man left the forest that night,
Been stripped of all his will and his might.
Forever will the old man travel in the dark,
Having been banished from the light for his foolish remark.
He had become a wandering drone,
Forever the shadow in his side a thorn.

Now you know the story of The Travelling Man,
Try to get some sleep as best you can.


Lights, camera....pencils!

Posted by: gringrimaceandsqueak

Tagged in: pencil , original , drawing , crows , charcoal , art


For those busy avoiding getting on with their own work, a peek at some of what's been going on here at Grin HQ :)

Our ggsarts shop on Etsy is our corner for bits of creative doings that aren't masks. It's generated a gratifying amount of interest for what we've done with it so decided to ramp things up in the hopes of generating more bead funds.

Our latest scheme is to build on the popularity of our black and white cards by adding some mini sketches for sale. Crows are a particularly popular theme and fit our goth image so they were the first things to be chased round with the camera - with some help from next doors' cat :)

The drawings are very small which means we also feel a great sense of achievement having finished three already this week amongst other things - normally, drawings take weeks to complete!

We're just waiting on the frames now- we've chosen ones with acrylic panes rather than glass so they are safer and lighter to post whilst protecting the charcoal from smudging.

Will let you know how it turns out :)

Adventuring on,
Karen and Rich

Drawing Courage

Posted by: lindaisrael


Recently I have become friends with an online community that has a passion for art journaling. Well over a month ago when I was a guest artist on Jonathan Manning's (AKA Blade) show, I was asked to draw a cat. I was very nervous about drawing a cat, as I had never drawn one before! But the online community gave me the courage to draw a cat that night!

Reflecting back, I have not been a person who drew. Maybe a little when I was a child. When I was in High School I took one semester of Art and while I was in that class I didn't get a lot of encouragement. I have always been a crafter, someone that would make something out of various items, but not a person who could draw.

So on Saturday I was in the local hobby supply store and picked up a book: "Lee Hammond's Big Book of Drawing". I also picked up a sketch journal.

Last night I started reading the first few pages of the book, where the book teaches how to use graphing and then goes into shading.

One of the projects was to practice blending a sphere. I didn't have the suggested pencil so I used a charcoal pencil - soft and I didn't have the Tortillion for blending so I used a paper towel wrapped around a paint brush.

While this is my first attempt at drawing, I think I did pretty good!

My word of enCOURAGEment to you; go ahead pick up the paint brush, colored pencils, sewing needle, etc and create. It is never too late to learn something new. If you have the desire to learn you will find a way to succeed. If I can find drawing courage you can find the courage you need for anything you want to try.

What new artistic endeavor will you try? Please feel free to share with me.

Aspire to be Amazing!


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