The would have beens for an art show

Title: Ignorance

Title: Nonexistent

WIP

Working on some pieces for a potential art contest!

Heres a blurry sneak peek incase they dont let me post the full pic.

Also what is with my fascination of mermaids lol

11 Years [Sample]

“Sammy, you’re so lucky!”

Samantha paused with her fork full of leftover spaghetti from dinner yesterday was mere inches from her mouth as she strangely eyed her friend, who seemed to just stopped munching away at her food.

“I don’t understand?” Samantha replied as she resumed eating.

“Come on don’t deny it! You’re babysitting for the hottest neighbor, scratch that, the hottest guy in like the whole city!” Her friend replied as she threw her hands up in exasperation.

Another friend stopped eating too, “Nikki’s got a point though, how’d you end up babysitting for a quite attractive man?”

Candle

Would it really work? Sydney wondered as she sliced the masking tape, freeing the cardboard box that was a bit larger than her hand. She spent about a third of her paycheck from her job for this product that her friend raved about. Her friend even made accommodations to get her past the long waiting list.

Peephole

I had a date today. It was with a young woman I met online. We have been mostly interacting via messages, with the occasional video chat and exchange of selfies.  She seemed really nice and we shared many similar interests. Though she kept mentioning that she lived in an old apartment that was used as a model for prospective tenants and there was one statement that was really peculiar.

Escape

The thorns pricked and dragged against her skin as she ran through the brambles. Sylvie could feel blood trickle from the wounds. It hurt for her to breathe, the wind stung her nose to her sinuses. Her lungs were overworking, causing her to wheeze, her chest and throat burning. She knew she was losing endurance and felt fatigued in her legs. She wished she was used to running like others. Behind her, she could hear clamouring of people.

The Show

The young man jerked his leg up and down while sitting in the dressing room. A metronome tick played through his headphones, drowning out the backstage crew who were shouting out orders and shuffling with their heavy steps. He tapped his fingers in a rhythmic fashion on his thighs as he hummed. A light pat on his shoulder broke his attention as he looked up to see his manager.

Legend of Zelda Breath of the Wild!

Decided to finish an idea.

Been so long since I touched acrylic

Had a crafts night with friends that the college hosted and I forgot how fun acrylics were to paint with.

Posted these on insta but as always the quality dies.

Let’s Start!

This was just an idea my roommate suggested since I have so many ideas, but no where to put them…ish.

I do have a wattpad and instagram under bethaelia. Though wattpad, I tend to struggle with writing concise long pieces so I will probably put them here! Instagram is great for my art but instagram tend to butcher the quality and I would like to put more work in progress here to document everything cause who knows when my computer will just die.

I also do have tumblr but I barely use it anymore cause I get side tracked.