Art Share: November!

So, at the beginning of November I had a request for art and creativity from people I knew, as well as people that read my blogs. I used my birthday as a guilt trip for art, but in the future I won't use such a tactic.

Here's what people contributed during this round. Please note I do not own any of the artwork, except for where I note that it's my piece. Any copyright infringement/art theft is responsible by the person that submitted the work.

Mike Larsen

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Rafael Villapando

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Nicholas Ferguson

The sea is calm,
Making a lite shhh as it softly cascades up and down the rocky beach.
The wind begins to pick up,
Whistling as it moves between the blades of the grass that lies further up the bank.
The rain starts,
...Beating a slow tap tap taptaptap on the surface of the water.
Lightening peals down the sky,
Thunder starts a slow, rolling growl.
The wind becomes a gale,
Whistling turns to howling as wind passes between everything.
The waves become swells,
Crashing against the rocks, sounding like a ferocious onslaught of symbols smashing together.
The rain becomes hail,
And the tempo of falling ice increases.
Lightning flashes everywhere,
Thunder rapidly crescendos.
And then, all at once,
Energy seems to dissipate and everything becomes calm and serene once more.

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A line scrawled across a page,
It's meaning lost ages ago.
A sentence stopped dead,
With words unsaid.
A painting full of color,
...Yet still lacking.
A song full of words,
But devoid of emotion.
A dusty camera,
With a burned out bulb.
A sculpture,
Missing it's final touches.
A poem that lies unwritten.
The things Artists suffer from,
The things that Artists strive for,
Are what makes an Artist stronger.

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Sandy Stokes:

Editor and Co-Publisher of La Conner Weekly News

the grass froze last night
sun sparkles in white crystals
crunching under shoes

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Danni Wilkins

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Starr Arens

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Candace Feingold,  with Kelly and Tara Gilkey

There once were two medium sized monsters named Zebo and Stonkerston. They were the outcasts in their home of Stronkstonville because they weren’t part of the Big or Small monster club. They were medium monsters. The leaders of the big and ...small monster club bullied poor Zebo and Stonkerston. It was sad. One day the MT&T started a contest for the monsters to create an advertisement for MT&T. The winner got a remodel of their school. The big and little monsters had ideas but nothing connected them. They wanted to create an ad to show the bars for the company. However, they had a medium sized problem; they didn’t have a medium bar. Just then they realized that they needed the medium monsters Zebo and Stonkerston. The Big and Littles went to Zebo and Stonkerston to ask them to help with the advertisement. Zebo and Stonkerston agreed to help only if the Big and Littles would stop bullying them. The Big and Littles agreed to stop and shook hands with each other. All of the monsters won the contest and Zebo and Stonkerston were never bullied again.

THE END

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And of course, my own work that I did between the time the event started and ended (even though it wasn't a Requirement).