Hearts beating, Faster and faster each time. Sweaty hands, Bodies shaking, Can’t feel anything. But the safety of your hug, My heart skips a beat. As your eyes glisten Into mine Made for each other, but not forever. That’s love.
Olivia Porrill is a member of the Springboarders Teen Leadership program, and a senior at the Alabama School of Fine Arts. This was part of a collaborative studio project for her school. Tell us what you think in the comments!
Loneliness is not a fun game Rain pours from your eyes Clouds cover your sun Dirt kicks you down below From where he grows The wolf is not the Only one howling The moon isn’t shining Because no one is out I’m bored and when one is With you, you still feel That one open space
The cat depicted is a stray, roaming a blank street. Her eyes are focused upwards, representing her hope. The cat also appears to be searching for something or someone, such as a meal, an owner, or a predator. For me, this alley cat represents how humans are almost always lost, scared, or deprived in their own ways, but they are also capable of being hopeful.
The peace in this broken world is slowly dying, the petals that fall to the ground steadily multiplying. Oh, the rage in our hearts that intensifies, weakening this flower as it slowly dies. The lullabies of bondage still ringing in our ears as it rocks us to sleep and lets hate come in and steer. Steer our hearts, minds, and souls letting the enemy play his role, while we never realize that we are the light in this black hole. It is imperative that we realize this light that we obtain, like the strength of a lion and the fierceness of his mane.
This light has the power to shatter every piece of darkness like a mirror that has been cast to the ground. This light has the power to muzzle this darkness, dispel all its lies so it won’t make a sound. This light has the power to capture darkness so that it will forever be bound. This light has the power to put this darkness in shackles, every piece and every shadow, so that we may have peace and be born again, no longer slaves to this darkness and its sin, but servants of light as it works within us to fight away sin and bring back our peace.
Oh, how I long for the day when we are released and all of this darkness has finally ceased. So I charge you, everyone, to bring back our peace and harmony. No longer will our peace be a dying flower but a flourishing tree. The world is waiting, you are God’s locket and he is the key, the world needs your light, just shine and you’ll see.
Yes, you see me more Yet, in actuality, my heart and mind greatly needs to be restored My self image ripping to shreds But I conceal the feeling so that it doesn’t spread Although it may not feel the best It is still better than all the rest
This work is called “Full Moon with a Breeze” in oil pastel. I was inspired by the night sky when my family and I drove out to the country to visit some friends. There was a soft breeze and so many stars could be seen. I tried to include these elements my dotting the dark area of my drawing with white oil pastel. I added a giant, off-centered full moon and some dark, mysterious clouds. In my moon, I used colors that normally wouldn’t be seen in the moon. I made this for my Mom, who taught me how to use oil pastels.