Roses are Red

Sometimes I'm kind of into horror, like last time I had this old rose I got from someone and I was going to throw it away. But I didn't want to just throw it away, as it was still inspiring to me. So I started to make this cohesive picture about the feeling it gave me. I thought of an old rose that is flattened by my feet and the sharp thorns of the rose somehow cut open my feet and let it bleed into a hart of blood. That's sort of my fanatasy behind it, just as goofy as I am, you can see it however you like it though.

This is what the first picture is like,



And then I've this picture
and adjusted it like this in photoshop


This is the hart from closeby, it should look like blood to you ( but just so you know, it's nailpolish :3 )

Thats all I wanted to show for today, it's a photocollage that I think should be part of my artcollection. I know our blog isn't rly cohesive when it comes to choosing one subject we rly rock at, but it's more for myself to look back on my creative work in a little while and see how I have grown. For starters I really should invest in more pixelquality by buying a better camara and getting the hang of it ;p Love & buggs lizzy.