My fear

As of late I have been avoiding working on my comic. Fear of doing something that will progress me towards goals in life. never a good thing. I did get to help a friend this week so that was good. I enjoy seeing people happy. I hope that you all have a good night. Back to fear. Fear for an artist can be overwhelming. I struggled with this even in art school. IT is mostly old tapes running around my head from the ex. Thank goodness Steven is so different and that helps. I am so very grateful for that. He helps me with everything even the comic.. My life dream. Which in ,this day and age is easier to accomplish with sights like Amazon and blogger. Where you can publish your ideas or works. And Perhaps even make a few bucks. But it is late so I am off to bed good night all.

My thoughts

Puzzled by my lack of wanting to work on my comic. So I am going to write and see how I feel. I have been emotional lately and feeling out of sorts. Picking up the pencil shouldn't be an issue. But today it is. Fear is ruling my thoughts.

Some moments are better than others, this is okay. Moments come and go I have creative thoughts in my head. It is just getting them down on paper. I know I can do it. IT is going to take time. Well that is all for now.

Ever changing Interlocks

I have found everything happens for a reason. Sometimes it is not always clear why. Memories always flooding my mind. Standing on the edge of the galaxy not understanding what I have seen. Others like me seeing the planets of our home line up in perfect order. The air is cool calm, then suddenly I find myself here awake in my bed again. Am I seeing the past a genetic memory of my family?  Am I the last of a once great space fairing race stranded here on Earth? Holding my coffee trembling unsure what to think, the real world encroaches and I dress for work.


The water is cold in the shower, my tiny apartment never has hot water. Shivering I dry off, looking in the mirror I slap on mascara and sunscreen. I can never get it right sigh, pulling my jeans on my red sweater I run out the door for work. Running with my coffee in hand the bus zooms by.
"Well, that is just great." Standing in the snow I truck back to the bus covering and wait.
The sky is cold and grey. I am shivering more. The coffee turns cold. My mind goes back to the strange dreams I have at night.

I found myself looking back and as I did I stood silent in the snow, looking into my dreams.

Standing on a hard metal floor,  I look around.  I know this place is hot from steam. I hear cries and fear. I stand to hold a weapon it is not anything we have now. It is very old.
"You follow me." I follow the man. Strangely I know him. We are friends, closely I keep to the wall. We are afraid, the metal wall is cold but the air and steam are hot. Sparks are going off everywhere.
The women appeared in front of me. Licking her long Claws Speaking " Sorry darling". The man in front of me Sharnas drops to the ground. The Creature woman smiles pulling her claws from him. She is not Human, nor a reptile. She was feathered long legs and airs a purple-green color. I stood silent time seemed to stop. My friend still at the moment, unmoved. I look down holding the Weapon I fire towards the woman as she laughs. Pulling Sharnas while fighting to get away. I looked down, it seems I was standing on a grated floor. Hundreds of tiny skulls and bodies could be seen. I could feel the bile wanting to come up. I force it back, fighting and pulling I manage to get into a corridor. The bird reptile like female stood in front of me. A struggle ensued, I felt myself fly a crossed the room. Falling hitting the wall, hard looking up I felt myself trembling. Angry something inside of my soul fought back.  I stood up, charging screaming NO More. I used the force of my body, hitting the bird-reptile like female, she fell to the ground.


"BEEP BEEP" A sound startled me back to the reality of heading to work.
The Driver Looked at me. "Hey, You want the bus or not? I don't have all day lady."
I looked up. "Sorry, I must have spaced out." Of course, I got the normal strange looks.
Nothing new.  The of the man stuck in my head Sharnas. Why what did it, this mean. I laid my head against the bus window. The snow sparkled in the sunrise, beautiful the sky glowed a purple-green color as the sun rose over the mountain range. The color not unlike that of the woman from my dream. Sharnas what did he mean to me, was it a dream or real. The bus pulled out and I was off to work at a tiny book store slightly late as always.

BB 8

Spent some Time Drawing BB 8 today.. I am super excited about The force Awakens!

more concept art 6-24-12

Hello! Rachel Dragonfly here! Sorry I have not posted in such a long time, I have been tooling around things in my mind and scraping a lot of  drawings gone wrong like this one ..... show above.
Self doubt has played a big roll in my non drawing as of late.

I have draw a few dragons though,

And Finally I am back to Dragonfly Oracle

Sketch I upcoming art comics its been slow going But I know the more I persist The better the ideas will be.

Live well My friends more up dates soon!

Rachel Dragonfly out!

More Early comcept art of Meggan Oracle 8-11-12

Toying with ideas Let me know what you think... more will be posted as i have time to work =)

Preview even hero's need to be saved concept that never really took off! 2-25-12

You will Pay Oracle! You and Your Friends!

Be ready I have just the Person to stop You!
Meet Bruce, Maahahahha!


in a Moment Oracle Falls With little To hold on to!
"Fight Scene In Drawing stages still"
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Grasping at the Cold ledge she wondering if she was going to survive?

strange out of no where? a hand pulls Oracle up!

strange arms pull her to safety

   

The Fear Had Only Just begun. Magical Was missing and this New Person, could they Be trusted.

To be-continued!!!!!!