a girl

new portrait
14 x 18
acrylic on canvas

detail
Sorry poor photo quality

blue above

So just as a side note: this poem is random, I made it for my niece about a year ago. She compiled a bunch of words that reminded he of grass ( strange hu?) but then I threw this poem together, with her words . I love the randomness of it. Hope you like.

blue above

green at my feet
orange dead dirt below

rolling down the hills
ouch, how my sunburn kills
weeds and trees
some strange reason make me sneeze
i hate grass down my shirt
paper thin slices hurt

blue above
green at my feet
orange dead dirt below

dreaming of drinking some tea
with Buddha in a tree
we could fly into the sky
nirvana twinkling in my eye
stars sprinkle down
and turn my frown upside down

blue above
green at my feet
orange dead dirt below

somewhere Bambi trips
in the darkness of a lunar eclipse
fog rolls on the mountain side
the thought of wormies make me hide
dancing around mushroom circles and daisy train
is a way i pray for rain

blue above
green at my feet
orange dead dirt below

at night i can hear the dinosaurs cry
it always brings a tear to my eye
just to think of them buried below
funny how now they help my car go
under the rainbow, theres a pot of gold
where all the secrets lye untold

blue above
green at my feet
orange dead dirt below

lets hide under my tree
and tell stories of how the world can be
they say rock n roll is dead
but it still lives on in my head
i want the world to see
how easy life can be

blue above
green at my feet
orange dead dirt below

illustrated lyrics

So I'm starting something new.. just for fun. I'll try to get one up every week.
Here is a illustration that I did. Guess the song and the artist. Just for fun.

Tripping Out

"Hey you ! out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me"



Oh I feel you.

My life feels a bit more complete. Nothing is better than tripping out to your favorite music, by means of not altering your mind with drugs or any intoxicating substances. The Cosmic Light shows at the Clark Planetarium are truly mind blowing.I have seen Pink Floyd's "The Dark Side Of The Moon" twice. I've been waiting for the release of Pink Floyd's "The Wall" for what feels like forever. I had the lovely privilege of seeing it on Saturday. I went with my sister who is a huge fan of Floyd and my niece and nephew. We saw "The Dark Side Of The Moon" and "The Wall" after. We got a good deal, tickets where two shows for the price of one, since it was the opening weekend of "The Wall". So about two hours of Floyd with amazing sound and trippy and yet hypnotic visuals combined with lasers, leaves you in awe or in a trance like state. I loved it very much, I intend on going to see it again.

I highly recommend going to the show. You will feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow.

Tag

So I've been Tagged. Thanks Jack.

So the Rules:
1. Grab the nearest book that is at least 123 pages or more
2. Turn to page 123
3. Find the 5th sentence
4. Post the 5th sentence in your blog
5. Tag 5 people




"Or maybe they'll run into something comparatively small yet no less astonishing."

Taken from " When You Are Engulfed In Flames" by David Sedaris

Sadly I don't have 5 people to tag.. So to the only other person I know.. I tag Andrew.

Number Four

Yellow, Green and Brown
8 x 8 Acrylic on 4 4 x 4 Canvases

All Mixed up

Each Canvas in itself is a small abstract painting. But when combined it makes one larger picture.Well that's number 4 of my abstract series. Hope you enjoyed it. Stay tuned two more to come.

Number Two and Three

Yellow n Red
4 x 4 Acrylic on Canvas

Blue n Pink
4 x 4 Acrylic on Canvas

So here are number 2 and 3. Sorry the photo quality is poor, I'm not a photographer.

Red, Yellow and Green

Red, Yellow and Green
14 x 18, Acrylic on Canvas

New Painting.
I'm working on a series of painting similar to this. They consist of random doodles and geometric forms. So here is number one of six. Enjoy.

Sorry.. not really

So Im writing to apologize, about never posting on this. But I don't think anyone is reading it in the first place so I really don't feel that bad about it. Any way a new blog is posted enjoy.. Its crap.

Faux

the vastness of this darkness
devouring of souls
the torment
and agony of being alone
thoughts that flow..



like kisses from lovers lips
eyes closed so tight
that the truth may be concealed
lovers that i never truly loved
flowed through me,
like the ink in this pen
only leaving gaps
in the spaces
where you and i should be



but yet i find contentment
in my own torment
i smile
i laugh
no, this is no faux
reality is my actuality
this emptiness is mine
my heart has deceived
and been deceived
repetitively
i no longer trust it
nor my thoughts


i am now a drifter
like the breeze
slipping in and out
of reality
there are no drugs
to thank for this relapse
i've found a new addiction
and it doesn't leave a track
i get my fix from a love
a love that isn't real