two announcements

yay its a store...

wait, a store where you can buy my art stuff thingys...

go there now and buy, i needs me monies.

also:


i think that its pretty self-explanitory. buy some of these too.

week 38: communication, take 2

a less heavy version for mel.

week 38: communication

i was my mistake, i foolishly mistook the awkward silences for comfortable ones.

inspired in part by:

something vague: bright eyes

Now and again it seems worse than it is,
but mostly the view is accurate.
You see your breath in the air
as you climb up the stairs to
that coffin you call your apartment.

And you sink in your chair,
brush the snow from your hair
and drink the cold away.

and You are not really sure
what you're doing this for
but you need something to fill up the days.
A few more hours.

There's a dream in my brain
that just won’t go away.
It's been stuck there since it came
a few nights ago

and I’m standing on a bridge
in the town where I lived
as a kid with my mom and my brothers.

And then the bridge disappears
and I’m standing on air
with nothing holding me.
And I hang like a star,
fucking glow in the dark,
for all those starving eyes to see,
like the ones we’ve wished on.

Now I’m confused.
Is this depth really you?
Do these dreams have any meaning?

No. No, I think it is more like a ghost
that has been following us both.
Something vague that we're not seeing,
something more like a feeling.

sfg prompt: boardgames

this popped into my head the other night while thinking about the prompt.

thats about it.

topic 41: morning

this one i guess is pretty straight forward in its execution. morning.

i hate them in general, but every once in awhile ill be out on the fire escape and the sun will be shining down, warming my back, and become overwhelmed by this sense of peace.

week 37: gravity

gravity, there is so much i'd love to say...

standing there, until she was gone.

there's like five people on this earth that could really get this one.

and i am glad for that

for "m"

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me

topic 40: heart

happy belated valentine's day.

week 36: crash (another second time around)

i dont think i even need to explain this one...

lately ive seen this too many times.

thanks to mel for helping me jog this out out of my brain-meats.

(p.s. please no "macs are better" comments, i work with only the tools i can afford.)

week 37: crash

crash...

it made me think of all the times ive fallen asleep on my keyboard, waking up the next morning all stiff and achy with keyboard indents on my face.

week 36: sprout (another take)

this was another sketch i did last night, i was thinking, in part, about that scene in forrest gump when jenny prayed: dear god, make me a bird, so i can fly far, far far from here.

there were other things going on in my head at the time but i dont really know how to articulate exactly what these things were... that or im just making excuses.

it could have been that i love drawing hair and semi nude women but i think that might just be oversimplification.

week 36: sprout

sorry but... lately the prompts have been weak at best. ive been working hard on these posts despite.

sprout. a million seeds sprouting and a few brussels.

i hate shaving, i wish i could just grow a beard but, even at 28 the best i can manage is one of those sparse uneven teenage beards.
hell im thinning on top and have grey hairs and yet....

anyway enjoy.

topic 39: breath

i dont know why but this one reminded me of ghost, http://52fridays.blogspot.com/2006/10/week-21-ghost.html
especially the song.

about walking around a place and not being able to breathe, the crush of history, of memories pressing down, closing in.

and it also reminds me of when i was younger, waiting for the bus in the mornings, and it being so cold during the winters. you could always see your breath on the air. we used to find sticks and pretend we were smoking. stupid kid stuff i know.

anyway.

pimp my ride

this would save me sooooo much money...

if only.

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