Weekly Photo Challenge: Work of Art

It’s Friday (technically Saturday where I live) and it’s time for another Photo Challenge. Art is everywhere and if you use your imagination, you can discover different worlds. Here’s my take on Work of Art! Enjoy and have an amazing weekend!!! :D. Remember to spread the love ❤

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This is inside a church. I love this mural!

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Nature is art, and it provides inspiration to your imagination. This place made me feel like anything could happen. You know, like me finding the ring of power and defeating Sauron.

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Army of ducks

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Seagull thinking about life. Hey, they have a bucket list (full of food), too!

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You can see the birds flying and the clouds forming a paintbrush-stroke like pattern

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My late hamster refusing to go inside his igloo until I cleaned it (silly rodent)

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Geese plotting where to poop

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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How did this penguin obsession start?

By now, every single person who knows me gets me penguin-related merchandise (and I love them for it!). It is a well-known fact of Ellie that she LOVES penguins, she adores them, she’s obsessed. But, why? And how did it all begin?

Random person reading this post: “Because they’re so cute!!!!!!!!!! I could squeeze them (in a good non-harmful way)!!”

Of course! That’s one of the reasons I love them so much, but it’s not the only one. You see, I didn’t always love penguins.

I had a very awesome good-hearted dog when I was little, who was tragically struck by a car. It wasn’t the drivers fault. My dog just ran out of the house (I did the same when I was 2 years old, so it wasn’t a surprise that my dog and I were BFFs) and into the highway. Why? I don’t know, but I lost my companion that day and I was heartbroken — it also didn’t help that I saw him covered in a bag on the street. Even though I missed him afterwards, I still loved dogs, and my family got a new one after we got over the trauma. Thing is, this new dog was VERY hyper and wouldn’t leave my sis alone, so they picked another home for him. After that, I longed to share a bond with an animal (and humans too, but you know, this is an animal-themed post, just for the record). I loved them. I even asked my cousin to borrow her dog for a day – pfft, I was desperate. I would dance with my other cousin’s dog at their annual New Year’s Eve party – I literally held his paws and we danced as partners, no joke, and he liked it. Eventually, it started to wear off.

I moved on to other animals. I collected roly-polies, ants and sometimes ladybugs. In addition, I befriended the fish my classmates and I used for the science fair, but sadly they moved on to fish heaven, thanks to a teacher who overfed them during our absence (not on purpose I should add). After that, all I could do was hang out with the dissected animals in the science lab, which gave me the creeps, but I was mesmerized by the variety of species that stood around me; they weren’t live animals, but they were animals nonetheless. I wasn’t crying in despair from the fact I couldn’t have pets, I just loved animals, simple as that.

Throughout most of my high school years, however, my focus on animals was only kept during science class, or whenever my friends and I sung the theme song of Hamtaro (this was way before I got my late hamster, Viggy Sidney). It was during Senior year where my obsession with animals ignited again (I liked dolphins during this time), when I thought of becoming a marine biologist. I honestly don’t know where that came from. Perhaps it was the fact I liked dolphins then, or that my parents were biologist and I wanted follow into their footsteps. As expected, I destroyed the heck out of that idea, when I realized I only wanted to do it, so I could hold marine creatures (including penguins). Despite my eagerness to hold a penguin, I wasn’t obsessed, yet. In fact, I moved on to, aliens.

Did you stop laughing? No?

How about now?  No?

Now? Yes? Ok, moving on.

I was obsessed with aliens. I watched alien movies, and my dad even got me an alien book and DVD. I wanted to make contact with aliens so bad. I bought an astronomy book and UFO books to see if I could decode any attempts from aliens trying to communicate with us. At one point I wondered whether or not I was human and hoped the aliens had sent me from their kingdom to investigate human behaviour. I was hoping for an alien invasion, because I would’ve been the first to volunteer to be taken. I even wanted an Alienware computer, because it had an alien on it. My messenger display picture was of an alien, my aim messenger had alien messages. However, as fast as that obsession came, it went away throughout a week period, sneakily transforming into a liking of hamsters. Sadly, this was triggered by the sudden passing of my grandma. I got my hamster Viggy Sidney a few months after she passed away, to keep me company. And he did, he was the best hamster I’ve ever had (because he was he only hamster I ever had). It was also during this time when my penguin obsession was made present, having seen the second Madagascar animated film.

At first I thought they were cute, and was playing with the idea of making them my permanent fixation. I bought penguin stickers and changed my display pictures to penguins. It wasn’t until I read more about them and re-watched the Madagascar movies a few more times that I fell in love with them. These awesome creatures live to the fullest and make the most of out the fact they can’t fly. They waddle and enthral us with their clumsiness, and do not get embarrassed. They experts say they “steal” stones from their neighbours to impress future companions, but since when is it illegal to take your neighbours’ rocks? They’re mischievous and mysterious. You have to give them credit for facing danger everyday, they’re like the James Bond of Antarctica; their natural gear protects them from the insane cold (which we could use here in Ontario), and their grooming skills makes them look dashing. How romantic are they that they propose using a pebble? Sign me up for that love story! They remind me of how to be simple, and how to not give a care of what anyone else thinks. They’re risk takers and are smart. They’re adorable, but can be intimidating when they want to. They’re themselves and not afraid to show off their awesomeness. They were given a simple body, but were Blessed with the eagerness to fulfil their lives with adventures, love, and clumsiness.

One of my goals is to hold a penguin for at least a minute. I’ve only seen them, but have never held one. Here are a few pictures of penguins. First one is my latest addition to my penguin collection :D. It was given to me by one of my best friends. I named him, Leo. The other two were taken in Vancouver.

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❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

 

Random Photo of the Day #6…with a Story Starter!

Hi everyone! I hope you’re all doing well :). Mother Nature is on an constant PMS routine here in Ontario. She told the weather people we were going to have freezing rain and snow overnight and in the morning. Well, we had snow and that’s it. It didn’t even last long. Way to scare us Mother Nature! It’s not even Halloween! But, let’s move on to the photo of the day.

The theme for today is your lovely pets! When I was a child I had dogs, worms, roly-polies in a cookie tin, imaginary elf friends (not exactly pets, but they seemed to have acted that way), ants, and I think that’s it. My family and I stopped having pets, because we moved a few times and we all had busy lives. I didn’t have another pet until college, which was a pet hamster named Viggy Sidney. He was the coolest rodent in the universe, always mischievous and funny – We used to watch the movie “Ratatouille” together. I mentioned him in one of my earlier posts: https://worldruler007.wordpress.com/2014/02/11/my-late-hamster-the-actor/

Pets are not just that, they’re your companions, they’re there for you when you need them (if you don’t feel like talking to a human). So, today’s random photo of the day is dedicated to all those furry and non-furry creatures that put a smile on your face.

How about you? Did you or do you have pets?

Story Starter: My favourite pet companion is/was…

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^^^ made the day Viggy Sidney lefts for the hamster heavens

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^^^ Viggy Sidney wishing upon a star (just like his mommy)

My late hamster, the actor.

My hamster passed away years ago, but I have nothing but the best of memories of him. His name was Viggy Sidney. He was charming, but also had an attitude; however, he never bit me nor any of my family members! He was super friendly (I guess just like his mommy? hehe). He never married nor had a girlfriend. He was committed to his career as an actor (more like, I didn’t want him to date hehe).  He meant a lot to me, because I adopted him after my grandma passed away. He was a great companion. Here are a few of his adventures. I always told him, I would write about him someday.

He placed 3rd in a “Cutest Hamster” contest! What a stud 😀

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He played Santa Claus and distributed goods to all the good hamsters (yes, the hat was photoshopped)
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He took over as a reindeer whenever he was needed (yes, they were photoshopped)

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He would stand in the corner until his igloo was cleaned!

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Leonardo Di’Caprio had competition back then. Here’s Viggy Sidney playing the part of Jack in Titanic

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Here he is playing Anaconda

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The Hunchback of Notre Dame

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Playing Seabiscuit

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In his dressing room. “Could someone pass me my script?”

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Meditating

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I wanted to think he was playing Mission Impossible, but in reality, he was sleeping and snoring!

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This was his first purchase after winning the Oscar

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Of course! The world doesn’t rule me today  (I’m winning against the world, eh?)

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Writer in a bottle

I’ve been inured to writing for a while now. It’s basically my twin, and I have some sort of relationship with it. We’re like an old married couple, honestly. If I don’t find the right words, it goes on the couch (metaphorically speaking). A witness to this fictional matrimony is Enya, the most wonderful singer in the entire universe. She has joined our fellowship (Lord of the Rings reference), and has made it very difficult to write without her gracious music playing in the background. “What? You don’t listen to rap songs? Hip hop, yo?” That’s right, I don’t. If you do, I’m cool with it, I have nothing against you, but how is “Shake yo thang you dirty b****” is going to inspire me? You’ve read my blog (hopefully), so unless I’m banging a spider, I don’t think I’d find any of those songs useful.

Adrenaline engulfs my spirit when I write. It honestly feels like I’m living my life inside a bottle, and it’s only when I write, when I’m released into the world. It’s a good bottle, though. But, you know what I mean. It’s a different world. It’s an abiding reward that doesn’t always disappoint. While it doesn’t give me magical powers (unless I write about it), it does grant me the wish to share my thoughts with the world. Forget three wishes, with me and my writing, you get infinite ones.

In many ways, I do not feel trapped in a bottle. I feel it is merely a chance to live your life and to escape to where you want to go, while still doing good to others. I like to think of it as being a pianist. I don’t play the piano, but when I see those who do, you can tell they’re being transported into another realm. They let their souls and fingers take them where they feel they must go at that moment. In my case, my piano is my keyboard.

Allow yourself a time to escape your world. But do not feel guilty, or feel you might be ungrateful, because you want to escape your bottle. It’s simply a different route you can take, while still finding a way back. What you do inside your bottle will reflect on what you do outside of it. You’re still the same person, but you’re giving yourself a different adventure. It’s okay.

Image^^^This is not a picture of a bottle, but of my former hamster (RIP) leaving his ‘bottle’. See, even hamsters let themselves loose once in a while :). I know, it’s for food, but hey, it’s their world!

Of course! The world doesn’t rule me today :D!

 

 

 

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