Vampire Knight is one of Viz's top-selling series, and it's not hard to see why: While it's not for everyone, the upendo triangle, Supernatural romance, and hint of forbidden upendo are like catnip for some readers. The Art of Vampire Knight, released earlier this mwezi kwa Viz, is a beautifully produced art book that will be pure heaven to Vampire Knight junkies (but probably a bit boring for everyone else).
The book collects the full-color art that manga-ka Matsuri Hino created for the chapter openings in LaLa magazine and the tankoubon covers. Some have been published as part of the lugha ya kiingereza editions but others have not.
Vampire Knight is set in the kuvuka, msalaba Academy, a high school attended kwa ordinary students during the siku and a special vampire class at night. The story is basically a upendo pembetatu between Yuki Cross, a human girl who was attacked kwa a vampire as a child; Kaname, the vampire who rescued her and who now is the leader of the night class; and Zero, Yuki's childhood friend, who is now a vampire-hating vampire hunter who nonetheless is turning into a vampire, fighting it every step of the way. Lianne Sentar has a great description of why Vampire Knight is so addictive (hint: SEXY VAMPIRES) at Sleep Is For the Weak.
The Art of Vampire Knight is 75 pages of full-color drawings inaonyesha Yuki, Zero, and/or Kaname entwined in various poses, turning a smoldering gaze on the viewer au gazing off into the distance. Everyone looks wistful all the time; this is not a jolly threesome like wewe sometimes see in shoujo manga. The book is divided into three parts: Vampire Days, Vampire Nights, and Vampire Soiree. The first section is mostly just Yuki, Zero, and Kaname striking poses, while the sekunde section brings in some darker imagery (blood, chains) and some interesting vignetting. The third section is all about the costumes, with some cute holiday pieces (pumpkins and macaroons, summer kimonos) and zaidi smoldering gazes. The book concludes with the artist's special selection of art and a step-by-step description of how she paints a cover. Hino also has notes on each piece of art at the end of the book, telling where it first appeared and what she thought about it. But really, the pictures dominate the book; everything else is pushed to the back and reduced to tiny print, but the paintings are big and beautiful.
The book is beautifully produced and printed. The format is oversized hardcover, larger than most magazines, with a matte dust jacket. Most pages have art that bleeds to the edges, giving it a luxurious look. The paper is nice, heavy stock. Just based on the production values, $24.99 is a good deal for this book. While those who don't follow the series and aren't mashabiki of smoky-eyed bishounen may want to give it a pass, The Art of Vampire Knight is a slam dunk for Vampire Knight fans.
The book collects the full-color art that manga-ka Matsuri Hino created for the chapter openings in LaLa magazine and the tankoubon covers. Some have been published as part of the lugha ya kiingereza editions but others have not.
Vampire Knight is set in the kuvuka, msalaba Academy, a high school attended kwa ordinary students during the siku and a special vampire class at night. The story is basically a upendo pembetatu between Yuki Cross, a human girl who was attacked kwa a vampire as a child; Kaname, the vampire who rescued her and who now is the leader of the night class; and Zero, Yuki's childhood friend, who is now a vampire-hating vampire hunter who nonetheless is turning into a vampire, fighting it every step of the way. Lianne Sentar has a great description of why Vampire Knight is so addictive (hint: SEXY VAMPIRES) at Sleep Is For the Weak.
The Art of Vampire Knight is 75 pages of full-color drawings inaonyesha Yuki, Zero, and/or Kaname entwined in various poses, turning a smoldering gaze on the viewer au gazing off into the distance. Everyone looks wistful all the time; this is not a jolly threesome like wewe sometimes see in shoujo manga. The book is divided into three parts: Vampire Days, Vampire Nights, and Vampire Soiree. The first section is mostly just Yuki, Zero, and Kaname striking poses, while the sekunde section brings in some darker imagery (blood, chains) and some interesting vignetting. The third section is all about the costumes, with some cute holiday pieces (pumpkins and macaroons, summer kimonos) and zaidi smoldering gazes. The book concludes with the artist's special selection of art and a step-by-step description of how she paints a cover. Hino also has notes on each piece of art at the end of the book, telling where it first appeared and what she thought about it. But really, the pictures dominate the book; everything else is pushed to the back and reduced to tiny print, but the paintings are big and beautiful.
The book is beautifully produced and printed. The format is oversized hardcover, larger than most magazines, with a matte dust jacket. Most pages have art that bleeds to the edges, giving it a luxurious look. The paper is nice, heavy stock. Just based on the production values, $24.99 is a good deal for this book. While those who don't follow the series and aren't mashabiki of smoky-eyed bishounen may want to give it a pass, The Art of Vampire Knight is a slam dunk for Vampire Knight fans.
I know the way it eats your mind
The way your brain, eaten up
The one that leaves wewe silent, blind
Long after you've had enough
I know the way it devours your thoughts
The way wewe feel confused
It feels like a million knots
It leaves wewe feeling used
I know the way it stabs your moyo
The way it leaves wewe here to bleed
It makes quite sure to tear wewe apart
The time wewe really need
I know the way it hurts your feelings
The way it leaves wewe blue
wewe say wewe see, when not really seeing
wewe say wewe know, but that's not true
I know the way wewe try and hide it
But then wewe know you'll always find it
In the trees and in the gravel
This lie wewe call friendship, I can't unravel.
The way your brain, eaten up
The one that leaves wewe silent, blind
Long after you've had enough
I know the way it devours your thoughts
The way wewe feel confused
It feels like a million knots
It leaves wewe feeling used
I know the way it stabs your moyo
The way it leaves wewe here to bleed
It makes quite sure to tear wewe apart
The time wewe really need
I know the way it hurts your feelings
The way it leaves wewe blue
wewe say wewe see, when not really seeing
wewe say wewe know, but that's not true
I know the way wewe try and hide it
But then wewe know you'll always find it
In the trees and in the gravel
This lie wewe call friendship, I can't unravel.
Last summer I went to Los Angeles to stay with my cousin for a few weeks.One afternoon we were having lunch in a nice restaurant in the centre of the town when my cousin got a call on her mobile phone and went outside to talk.While she was speaking to her friend,I suddenly noticed a man in a black hat who was sitting at the inayofuata table.It was the actor Johnny Depp!He was alone,and I decided to take my chance.So I got up and went to his table:'Excuse me,could I have my picha taken with you?'I asked.He alisema yes,so I stopped a waitress who was passing kwa and gave her my camera.She took the picha of me and Johnny,I thanked them both,and then I returned to my table.When my cousin came back,I smiled.'Why are wewe looking so pleased with yourself?'she asked.
'I had my picha taken with Johnny Depp.'
'Johnny Depp?Where is he?'
'He's sitting over there.Look!'
She turned around to look and then started to laugh.
'That's not Johnny Depp!'I looked at the man in the black hat-he was laughing too.
'I had my picha taken with Johnny Depp.'
'Johnny Depp?Where is he?'
'He's sitting over there.Look!'
She turned around to look and then started to laugh.
'That's not Johnny Depp!'I looked at the man in the black hat-he was laughing too.
wewe held up your pumpkin, boga spice finger,
With a playful wink,
Your sweetness saved me several times,
When I was on the brink,
The warmth within your spritely smile,
Allowed me to be real,
Your cinnamon and sugar hugs
They taught me how to feel.
I'd run down to the coffee shop,
So I could see your face.
You've seen me at my happiest,
You've seen me in disgrace.
And though you're always beaming,
Still I feel the need to say,
It's okay if wewe have some days,
Where your spice fades away.
With a playful wink,
Your sweetness saved me several times,
When I was on the brink,
The warmth within your spritely smile,
Allowed me to be real,
Your cinnamon and sugar hugs
They taught me how to feel.
I'd run down to the coffee shop,
So I could see your face.
You've seen me at my happiest,
You've seen me in disgrace.
And though you're always beaming,
Still I feel the need to say,
It's okay if wewe have some days,
Where your spice fades away.