Fifty-One.

Sometimes I like to create things that are inspired by literature.  In today's case, a fable.  That fable goes a little like this: 

THE STAG AND THE LION

A THIRSTY Stag came to a spring to drink. As he drank, he looked into the water and saw himself. He was very proud of his horns, when he saw how big they were and what branches they had. But he looked at his feet, and took it hard that they should be so thin and weak.

Now, while he was thinking about these things, a Lion sprang out and began to chase him. The Stag turned and ran. As he was very fleet, he outran the Lion so long as they were on the open plain. But when they came to a piece of woods, the Stag's horns became caught in the branches of the trees. He could not run, and the Lion caught up with him.

As the Lion fell upon him with his claws, the Stag cried out:—

"What a wretch am I! I was made safe by the very parts I scorned, and have come to my end by the parts I gloried in!"

You can check out this piece over at her home on my deviantART page, here.

You can check out some progress pictures over at my instagram which is located, here. (Do not forget to follow me while you're over there.)

And I leave you with a mix that I stumbled upon today that happened to tickle my fancy and I thought you lot might enjoy.

Forty-Six.

Today's piece was inspired by my dear friend Aesop and his wonderful fables.  This one by a tale titled The Scorpion and the Frog.  It goes like this: [*takes out book of Aesop's Fables**Flips through pages**Finds aforementioned story**Copies From Book*]

A scorpion and a frog meet on the bank of a stream and the
scorpion asks the frog to carry him across on its back. The
frog asks, "How do I know you won't sting me?" The scorpion
says, "Because if I do, I will die too."

The frog is satisfied, and they set out, but in midstream,
the scorpion stings the frog. The frog feels the onset of
paralysis and starts to sink, knowing they both will drown,
but has just enough time to gasp "Why?"

Replies the scorpion: "Its my nature..."

What is true about the scorpion in this story is true about the nature of most people, some behaviors are simply irrepressible despite how you are treated and no matter the consequence.  You see this almost daily.

This tale and it's relevance pertaining to certain aspects of my life was on my mind this morning and I just felt like it needed to be illustrated, and then blogged about.  I've been slipping on my blogging but I've been rather proud of my self this year; I've blogged almost every month!  ^_^

Side Note:  I'm extremely arachnophobic, so while I was looking up references for the scorpion tale, etc, I found myself squirming and twitching in my seat on more than one occasion.  Just thought I'd share.

Side Note 2:  I've also been listening to the following song a lot lately.  It reminds me of my Dad, because he and my mom used to play this CD a lot when I was a kid.  True story, apparently this is one of the first songs my cute adorable infant self used to dance to.  I still can't help but shake my butt when I hear it.  & you're welcome. ;)