All quiet on the colour front.
Furthermore: Hideous art is a necessary emissary.
Make something hideous!
Furthermore: Hideous art is a necessary emissary.
Make something hideous!
Monday, June 04, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
The modern colours
I've been wondering where the colours go.There's alot of colour in food and drink.
It must go somewhere.
Is it reflected in what I wear?
Maybe the direction in which I brush my teeth?
The palette I use?
Maybe the mood I sport?
If I were a scientist, I'd fully document my nutrition.
I'd chart the colours, quite scientifically.
I'd recalibrate my monitor, so as to be sure to represent the colours accurately.
Luckily, I am not a scientist. As an artist, I ask questions and eat pasta.
I intend to gently leak the colours of food and drink into drawings.
Otherwise, there's no telling when my body might explode, blowing rainbow shrapnel into good people's faces.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Fine eyed talents are three barrier reefs
Captain Feelings and Navy were out for a stroll.
They touched the very gnarled signage here and preserved their own separate meat with the seaspray. They sat down gingerly on the stone siding and began to converse :
Captain Feelings : "I've spent all day drawing floral patterns for my cousin's car."
Navy: "You know, when a majority of the time in my day was fixed on drawing lines or filling in colour, my dreams are hand drawn for me while I sleep."
Capt. Feel: I totally know what you mean. Totally.
Nav: "Great."
Capt. F: "Yeah, it's really fine."
Na: "Nah." Capt: "Yah." N: "ever." Cap: "I'll shoot you."
They shot at each other for a while but before they could finish,
it got really late.
so they stumbled around in the dark until they found each other's hands and they quickly walked home laughing.
They touched the very gnarled signage here and preserved their own separate meat with the seaspray. They sat down gingerly on the stone siding and began to converse :
Captain Feelings : "I've spent all day drawing floral patterns for my cousin's car."
Navy: "You know, when a majority of the time in my day was fixed on drawing lines or filling in colour, my dreams are hand drawn for me while I sleep."
Capt. Feel: I totally know what you mean. Totally.
Nav: "Great."
Capt. F: "Yeah, it's really fine."
Na: "Nah." Capt: "Yah." N: "ever." Cap: "I'll shoot you."
They shot at each other for a while but before they could finish,
it got really late.
so they stumbled around in the dark until they found each other's hands and they quickly walked home laughing.
Killing king abacus
It was an anthill. They sure came out like Wizards
Very very crooked ships carry
Beastly nooks and Knoweldge franks.
Commence gliding!
Nice.
We killed king A
Break out the fine smelling sticks for us to smell.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
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