Solstice

The twenty-first of December is the first day of winter on the Gregorian calendar. It is also the winter solstice.

The winter solstice - the shortest, darkest day of the year, the day Earth is the furthest away in its orbit around the sun - has been celebrated the world over, through many different ceremonies and festivals alike. Usually the festivities are aimed towards convincing the deities of that culture, or even the sun itself, to extend the days once more; to bring light and warmth, and turn the seasons forwards in their cycle. Depending on the culture, the celebration was either a desperate sacrifice, one to make sure the seasons kept turning, or else it was a holiday, to celebrate the eventual coming of the spring.

The winter solstice - the shortest, the darkest day of the year - is also the day I was born.

This coming solstice, I will come of legal age.

It is almost the sort of thing that fantasy stories are built from. But really, it's just my birthday. Not all that special.

I'm feeling a little on the creative side. I want to create something. Write, draw, sculpt... something to let out the emotional oddness that I feel building inside me. I need an outlet.

They're Going Down

I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
- Jack Handey

Six-Point Perspective: A Marvelous Thing

The art of Dick Termes. It's a bit of a tricky switch, but look at it as though you're seeing through a clear glass and scanning a room from right to left. It's really quite fabulous.