http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:tigerlea&section=today deviantART RSS for by:tigerlea en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sun, 06 Dec 2009 22:24:47 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/25046976/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/25046976/ Sun, 31 May 2009 08:31:37 PDT
So I've decided to clear all the deviations and messages and stuff from my panel (er, the ones I'm watching, that is) and 'start fresh'. Obviously I'm leaving all my stuff (deviations and journals) untouched. I just feel so behind, that I hate seeing over a thousand deviations waiting to be viewed and a hundred messages.. So I shall encompass them all here:

All the devations, just, wow. The works are brilliant. I'm sorry I haven't kept up with looking at them, but they really are great.

All the messages (favourites of my pieces, comments, etc.) thank you everyone. I really appreciate your comments (and I did read through them, I just don't have time to reply to each one.. plus some are kind of old) and your favouriting. It really means a lot that some people out there appreciate my work! I'm sure that goes for many artists.

I shall put some new work up soon.. maybe even today! I just have to remember what has already been submitted..

Anyway. Life is busy, but I'll try to check back at least once every couple of weeks!!!

Best wishes, hugs and kisses
~Ti

]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/21265500/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/21265500/ Sat, 01 Nov 2008 13:09:00 PDT
I'm gone for a few months, and what happens? I get favourites galore (THANKS GUYS!! ), DA has changed it's entire layout (when did that happen?) and I have over 2300 messages waiting for me to catch up on (this inclodes everyone's deviations I've missed).

Maybe I should stop moving..

Well, anyway. Life is grand. I'm living in England now (I guess I should update my profile...), have a full time AWESOME job, amd buying my own place (holy crum I feel like an adult, *GASP*) and have finally taken the time to actually add something new to my DA... it's not much, but that night was so much fun, and I just wanted to share it...


I have no new computer graphics to put up (okay, that's a lie, but I dunno if I wanna put them onto DA...)--but I have plenty of photographs that, once I go through the thousands I just put onto an external drive, I'll put some onto DA for you to enjoy (if anyone cares..)


Anyway. Best wishes, lots of love.

~Mwah



PS ~ FREAKIN' LOTS OF FIREWORKS OUTSIDE!! I LOVE BONFIRE NIGHT!! (even though it's not until Wednesday...) HOMG!

]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/12471453/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/12471453/ Thu, 05 Apr 2007 14:13:45 PDT
1. I put the PPCLI poster up. : ) Yays.
2. I'm flying out to England on August 20th. Miss me. : P I'll be in Surrey for about a total of a week, and then Bristol after that. : ) Yays!

Uhms. That is all. ; )

~Fe

]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/12082113/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/12082113/ Tue, 06 Mar 2007 14:49:56 PST
The contest was to create a commemorative poster for the PPCLI for their Change of Appointment for their Colonel-in-Chief on March 17th. The poster had to meet certain criteria and be at the PPCLI headquarters in Edmonton by yesterday.

I got a phonecall today announcing that I had successfully created a poster that they will be duplicating for sale at the ceremonies.

I won. Oh my goodness, I won. They want two things changed, but otherwise they liked it. *does a happy dance* I'm so excited! They'll use my poster and I can use it in my portfolio.

Now I want to go to the celebrations just to see it being sold... Hahaha!

Think I should buy a ticket?

Road trip!!


PS ~ Will post a copy at earliest convenience, of both winning entry and edited entry for print.

]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/11921179/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/11921179/ Thu, 22 Feb 2007 12:42:47 PST
I'm movin' to England.

Or at least. That's the plan.

Wish me luck!

]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/11814524/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/11814524/ Wed, 14 Feb 2007 12:27:57 PST

Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable. - Wizard of Oz



Heart racing
Blood pumping
Body overheating

All because I thought I saw you. What the hell? He looked like you. He was with a girl that looked like her. But he was too young to be you, though I didn't realize it until he was level with us. I was going up one escelator to the top floor, and the "you" had just gotten on the one I got off. I only glimpsed him, locked eyes with her, before Kevin stepped in my way, talking. I didn't hear anything he said. I started to feel light headed, all I could feel was my heart pumping away in my chest, my blood pressure rising--I felt like I was going to faint because it all happened so fast. And I thought it was you coming up the escelator towards us. I freaked. I stood just so, so that I could see. Confirm or deny. Then he was even with me, and it wasn't you, and he walked on with her. That girl that looked like yours.

What. The. Hell.

I told Kevin. He laughed at me, told me I have to sort through it. Figure out why seeing "you" like that would do that to me. He said I should call you, if I must. But.. No. I can't. It's ridiculous.

Was it because I didn't want to see you? Was it because I did?
Was it because I thought it was you with her?
I didn't want you to get in trouble?
Or was it for my own selfish reasons?

I honestly couldn't say.

All I know is that it took so long to calm down. That for the rest of my lunch hour I kept trying to figure out why. And now I'm typing up this stupid little entry, as if it matters.

Work.. Time to get my mind off things.

Work. Work. Work..


Tonight I go out.

]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/8222549/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/8222549/ Mon, 20 Mar 2006 23:08:34 PST Remember, this is what potential employers will be seeing, so I want it to look good.. hehee.

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YAY for DONE and FREEDOMNESS. Now to start on that 55% final assignment....

G'night all. I'm super tired. ]]> ~tigerlea http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/7629512/ http://tigerlea.deviantart.com/journal/7629512/ Tue, 17 Jan 2006 12:08:42 PST
Jason and dad will be there one day. One day soon, too. They joining back up, joining back up to the regs. They want to fight. They want to help. That's what they do. Jason and I grew up with the good sides, the happy sides, the freedom. Dad knew it wasn't so. His best friend was stabbed in the back of the head in Vietnam... was it Vietnam?... he's got a scar, now. But he's still alive. Still fighting. Because they fight for what they believe in. They fight to help, because there isn't always those around to help.

Three died.. Is that right? Three dead? Three injured? Or is it just three injured? No.. I know one died. I was watching the news. Suicide bomber, the news said. It happened in the East, somewhere. I don't remember the name. Kabhul? Did I even spell that right?

It's so close to home..

Thomas.. Thomas Hume.. I don't remember his rank. I grew up with him. Ever since we moved here, the middle boy, Kevin, he's my age. We always went to the same schools. I've known him since I moved here, grade three. Thomas was--is--Jason's friend. And they're both in the military. Thomas is there.. He helped carry one of the men from that attack into the building. The suicide bomber. He called home as soon as he could, he talked to Mrs. Hume.. He said "Mum.. they never prepared us for that".. They never prepared them.. Goddess. Thomas. I know him. I've known him for twelve years.

So close...

That 'friendly fire' years ago.. I was in grade.. what.. grade 10? Yeah, that's right. Goddess. I nearly butchered a girl in my class. "Not hero's". Screw her. I knew those men. I grew up with them. They were my dad's platoon. If my dad were still in.. Goddess, I don't want to think about it.

Daddy.. He's getting his papers sorted. He's going. Not yet, but soon. He's doing it for the money, for his memories, for his reasons. He's doing it for the country that has turned it's back on the military time and again. Jason is going too. He doesn't know, he's Thomas' age. None of them really know. Chris, too. They're all going to the regs. But Chris is my age.. Younger, by a few months. Why? What do they think they will prove? They want us to be free, them to be free, to protect those they love, to protect those they have never met--who they will never meet.

I don't understand, yet I do. But all I know.. All I know is what I hear, what I've been told. All I know is that it's all too close to home. Far too close. It's on the other side of the world, but it's too close to home.

Too close to my heart.

I'm crying. I'm in class, and I'm crying. Fuck.


It's so close... too close... ]]> ~tigerlea