Written By Sebastian
Aug. 18, 2019, 7:37 p.m.(9/4/1011 AR)
Just as I feel myself stymied, a breath of fresh provides me with new inspiration.
I suppose I ought to take this as a lesson to get out more, but I do so enjoy the excellent wines at Pravus Manor.
I suppose I ought to take this as a lesson to get out more, but I do so enjoy the excellent wines at Pravus Manor.
Written By Sebastian
June 29, 2019, 5:38 p.m.(5/16/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Athaur
The Tournament of Thorns pre-games have, for me, been a lot of fun. I don't display my work publicly as a rule, and I must confess, seeing people confounded as much as elucidated by my painting was equally satisfying.
In particular I must credit Count Athaur Rivenshari who, after many weeks of failure, was finally able to secure the steel thorn from me and thus complete his set. Victory is, surely, all the sweeter for the failures that came before it.
Good luck to all competing tonight.
In particular I must credit Count Athaur Rivenshari who, after many weeks of failure, was finally able to secure the steel thorn from me and thus complete his set. Victory is, surely, all the sweeter for the failures that came before it.
Good luck to all competing tonight.
Written By Sebastian
June 8, 2019, 7:12 p.m.(4/2/1011 AR)
I really do intensely dislike the cold of an Arxian winter. If nothing else this experience has served to remind me why I usually spend them holed up in my pleasantly warm and comfortable room. Still: the Tournament of Thorns qualifiers seem to be going well -- I've had a lot of interest, and a lot of compliments to my painting, which I admit I'm not adverse to. It's also been nice to see a lot of faces I normally don't get to see while I'm hiding away.
The pleasure on people's faces when they figure out the clue of it all is entirely worth the cold.
...Mostly worth it.
The pleasure on people's faces when they figure out the clue of it all is entirely worth the cold.
...Mostly worth it.
Written By Sebastian
June 2, 2019, 1:20 a.m.(3/17/1011 AR)
I have little love for the winter of Arx: spoiled, too much, by the potential lure of Setarco's winter. But I will stay, close to the fire where possible -- those who know me know I usually whole up for the winter and will, I'm sure, forgive me for that.
Sadly I will be forced to make an exception for the Tournament of Thorns pre-game. Unwisely, I have chosen an outdoor setting -- probably not great forethought on my part -- so I imagine I won't spend a great deal of time outside. But those that want to find me should come by the Menagerie in the weeks before the Tournament, to admire my painting.
Maybe you'll even win a Thorn from it.
Sadly I will be forced to make an exception for the Tournament of Thorns pre-game. Unwisely, I have chosen an outdoor setting -- probably not great forethought on my part -- so I imagine I won't spend a great deal of time outside. But those that want to find me should come by the Menagerie in the weeks before the Tournament, to admire my painting.
Maybe you'll even win a Thorn from it.
Written By Sebastian
Feb. 15, 2019, 10:47 p.m.(8/1/1010 AR)
She is a great masterpiece, our Procella Pravus. Maybe the greatest thing I'll ever design. Certainly the largest by far -- a massive titan that towers above Setarco.
The sight of Procella Pravus standing over the harbor as one sails through the Drowned Bay into the Silken City is a sight to behold. One that will lift my heart upwards whenever I sail into Setarco -- and one that already makes me despair when I have to leave her presence.
That she will always be there, long after I'm gone, gives me comfort.
I will be forever grateful to Pravus and her allies for allowing me the opportunity to craft such a magnificent thing.
The sight of Procella Pravus standing over the harbor as one sails through the Drowned Bay into the Silken City is a sight to behold. One that will lift my heart upwards whenever I sail into Setarco -- and one that already makes me despair when I have to leave her presence.
That she will always be there, long after I'm gone, gives me comfort.
I will be forever grateful to Pravus and her allies for allowing me the opportunity to craft such a magnificent thing.
Written By Sebastian
Dec. 24, 2018, 1:57 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)
I feel at home.
Is that strange? The world weeps, feeling a melancholy and loneliness they don't know the cause of. Relationships end and divorces abound.
Welcome to the life and mood of an artist, in perpetuity.
Is that strange? The world weeps, feeling a melancholy and loneliness they don't know the cause of. Relationships end and divorces abound.
Welcome to the life and mood of an artist, in perpetuity.
Written By Sebastian
Sept. 29, 2018, 8:46 p.m.(9/10/1009 AR)
It has been slightly over a year since I stepped down as Voice of Pravus. It was a year that was needed, a year of focusing on myself (this required the most work of all, and is still ongoing), and on renewing my bonds with my closest family and friends.
In that respect, it was not a year wasted.
But my twin, Juliana, is right. I love Pravus, and when asked to step up I couldn't do anything but agree.
In that respect, it was not a year wasted.
But my twin, Juliana, is right. I love Pravus, and when asked to step up I couldn't do anything but agree.
Written By Sebastian
Sept. 14, 2018, 8:57 p.m.(8/8/1009 AR)
I feel inspired.
I can only thank Jayus for this reprieve, since it's been so long since I've felt such. I think the hardest part about painting -- despite the many failures that get discarded -- is having to give up said works. I won't say it's like giving up a child, since I have no knowledge of what that must feel like, but I do know it's amongst the greatest struggles I face.
Those who are interested in my recent works will find them at the upcoming Inquisition Art Auction and Fundraiser.
I can only thank Jayus for this reprieve, since it's been so long since I've felt such. I think the hardest part about painting -- despite the many failures that get discarded -- is having to give up said works. I won't say it's like giving up a child, since I have no knowledge of what that must feel like, but I do know it's amongst the greatest struggles I face.
Those who are interested in my recent works will find them at the upcoming Inquisition Art Auction and Fundraiser.
Written By Sebastian
July 22, 2018, 8:22 p.m.(4/1/1009 AR)
The game of hand shared at the Clearlake Festival was very interesting indeed. This is not a game of chance.
This is a game that demonstrates how well you know your opponent -- or when you don't know them -- how well you can read them. Are they the sort of person who, without thinking, will pick their dominant hand? Or are they calculating, trying to throw you off base, considering what you might read of them and doing the opposite?
I think this Redrain tradition is an intriguing one indeed -- and much more fun than tossing a log.
This is a game that demonstrates how well you know your opponent -- or when you don't know them -- how well you can read them. Are they the sort of person who, without thinking, will pick their dominant hand? Or are they calculating, trying to throw you off base, considering what you might read of them and doing the opposite?
I think this Redrain tradition is an intriguing one indeed -- and much more fun than tossing a log.
Written By Sebastian
May 23, 2018, 9:48 p.m.(10/18/1008 AR)
What a cruel thing it is, to rise only to fall again, joy and anguish always in a tide one to follow the other. How can we fall if we do not rise, indeed. Perhaps it is safer to remain closer to earth, than to venture out on that sea.
Written By Sebastian
April 15, 2018, 8:43 p.m.(7/22/1008 AR)
I learned many things in my time as Voice for Pravus. Among them, that I prefer to be a quieter voice than a loud one, and that what martial training that I received ill prepares one for the realities of war. I feel that I honored my House with my duty. I hope that they feel the same. I am also grateful for the generosity of my Duchess to allow me to step back into a less public role.
Written By Sebastian
Feb. 18, 2018, 11:55 p.m.(3/20/1008 AR)
Moments of deepest emotion are those that I prefer to capture in my art. When I create for myself, the images in my head, the nightmares, the dreams, and the inspirations, then it is those moments of reverie, fear, passion, grief, exultation, that I wish to capture. When I create for others, then it is for their pleasure, for the joy that they might find in having something that expresses an emotion that perhaps they are not capable of capturing in art, themselves. It is a challenge, to give life to another's vision, and the two things are very different types of art for me.
Written By Sebastian
Jan. 19, 2018, 1:54 p.m.(1/1/1008 AR)
A winter's composition of nightmare is in the works. Preparations for conflict in Setarco are being made. Lady Lucita has claimed her prize from my last event and I wait for the Archscholar to choose her own. The spider still scratches at my brain and under my skin. I have more projects begun than finished at the moment. And I've been accused of being a disgusting romantic. No metaphors, no poetry. It doesn't feel the day for it.
Written By Sebastian
Jan. 8, 2018, 5:06 a.m.(12/5/1007 AR)
When the noise reaches its crescendo, the only answer is an equal and opposite silence.
Written By Sebastian
Dec. 21, 2017, 12:49 a.m.(10/22/1007 AR)
I have been reluctant to show my pieces to the general public; not for any particular reason, only that they have always been a private thing, created because I am moved to create them. But as Voice, it is time that I get out and begin taking part in more, doing more, both for the House and in general. I want to share some of what I have created with those who are interested in seeing it. People seemed to enjoy it, and I think I will host more gatherings in the future. I have a murder to find homes for. There are a few that I will gift to those who couldn't make it. The rest may be donated, unless anyone desires a raven figurine.
Written By Sebastian
Nov. 16, 2017, 10:43 p.m.(8/7/1007 AR)
When the madness comes, beauty means little, and little beauty can be seen.
Written By Sebastian
Nov. 12, 2017, 8:57 p.m.(7/26/1007 AR)
It has been a month of surprises, changes, boundaries tested, and cycles broken. And while I have spent woefully little time creating new art, I'm not certain that I regret it at all.
Written By Sebastian
Nov. 2, 2017, 6:11 p.m.(7/6/1007 AR)
Sometimes the most beautiful things are the ephemeral, that catch fire, and burn away, leaving only the scent of the flame and their passing in their wake.
Written By Sebastian
Oct. 29, 2017, 9 p.m.(6/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
To be given Voice is an honor, and I hope to do it justice.
Written By Sebastian
Oct. 29, 2017, 8:57 p.m.(6/27/1007 AR)
Crimson moon and reflection, a night of heady music and the pulse of drums. I must thank Cerberus for the reminder of the steps that I'd forgotten, and those that I had not, and the Crimson Death for her conversation, and offer to entice others so that I might complete my task. Alas, I seem to have failed, as time ran short and most were otherwise engaged. Still, it was a night to be remembered, and good to come out of the studio for a while. Needless to say, I have been inspired for a new piece or two by the experience.
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