Archive for January, 2008

the heavy rotting of a black heart

Thursday, January 31st, 2008

Its heavy in my chest.  Right between my lungs, as if latched on to a bit of both to constrict breathing.  Cleansing never felt so rotten.  Forget the lifting of burden, its as if the pounds are being piled on.  The pictures remind me of what I left behind and what I will now lose [...]

i saw stars

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

My glorious new mac in all its infinite splendor and hype won’t even let me edit the size of pictures when I attempt to post them.  In order to show you a photo I have to turn on my ancient and clearly inferior desktop PC so I can make the photo a reasonable size that doesn’t [...]

holes in pockets and pitfalls in handbags, brace yourself for all is lost

Friday, January 25th, 2008

One month since Christmas. One month here. A big foreign city, a small one room apartment, a stretch of my courage and strength.   
School is more than I had ever imagined and I finally fit.  The tools for this trade are slowly forming in the palms of my hands and I am filled with momentum. [...]

blueviolet violence in yelloworange yards

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008

The colors are swirling and causing my focus to blur. My eyes bounce and my perception is bent. The precision necessary for completion and success is boggling to the brain and I strain to keep momentum. What a simple circle, a calm equation for mixing, and a designer’s headache waiting to happen.

its a sickness but not “of” rather “for”

Saturday, January 12th, 2008

Homesickness is unlike most other sickness. It’s less of an infliction of disease but rather a sickness of withdrawal.  You can’t catch it from being exposed to something, and you certainly don’t fall ill when others around you have it, its not contagious.  It’s an addiction we develop from birth and are never weened from. [...]

kids and a wife, no body knows me at all

Tuesday, January 8th, 2008

Do people turn off the awe? When is it that you become calloused to the bombardment of reaching colors and visions that carry my heart through the days? I could eat at this visual buffet for hours and not become ill. Its a gorging, a feast for my eyes and my soul. This world is [...]

you pack the punch, i’ll carry the line

Friday, January 4th, 2008

And these boxes are full of more than books and brushes, they contain ideas and havens, a world to be created and conjured. They carry with them a load of responsibility and pain staking hours over sketch pads and easels. They bring unread words that meander through the brain, provoking new words and [...]

its all in the lessons you learn the hard way

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

It should be noted that walking a half mile to the grocery store in 9 degree weather is not all that bad. In fact, I find traipsing about quite calming and enjoyable.  On the other hand when you walk that same half mile in the other direction with 6 bags full of rather heavy groceries [...]