Friday, June 29, 2007
east old frisian
said one to another,
the music of others inhibits the poetry of our spleen.
the music of others inhibits the poetry of our spleen.
replied the second,
it is time to move someplace with mountains. we are furry,
and blinded by the oncoming traffic
i have been coming down for as long as i can remember
we are furry, and the streets come to pieces in our claws
i have been coming down each time they didn't call
we are furry, or we are fuzzy, but that is for philosophers
i was going to be a philosopher but then i accidentally graduated
you can use my password if it will help
can i use your vicodin
you can use my password if you want to
let's drive really fast and then turn the wheel
turn how
probably like this
Thursday, June 28, 2007
fast walk

this is an older drawing that i recently finished, was goign through my older art when i was cleaning up pre-apartment inspection and i felt i shouldve finished and uploaded this a while ago
Labels: Art, Black and White, Pen and Ink, Sketch
