Everybody needs to check out this guy's artwork, because it is cool and because I say so. Hoopla ( Read more... )

There are blues and greens everywhere I look. Cool lucent aqua, bright turqoise gleaming in the depths of ash-grey rock, the centre of the peacock's eye. The prettiest colours to adorn myself with. I only went out to buy a belated birthday present for my sister and came home with three pairs of blue/green earrings (hey, I'm a pisces, I can't make ( Read more... )

The sky covers varying degrees of melancholia today, ash grey to indigo bruise. It's like walking through the set of a black and white film, where people slide like shadows along the edge of the street and wait for rain. Thinking thinking thinking last night. Not sleeping. I realise I want to be everything. And that is not possible. I want to be ( Read more... )

The wind is howling through the trees today. It sounds like the ocean and sways the branches like the limbs of anemones (yes, I did have to look up the plural of anemone. And I have to say I'm disappointed. I was hoping for anemoni, or at least anemonae). My skirt billows around my ankles and strands of my hair come loose from their knot and whip ( Read more... )

Of all the blogs in all the world, how did I end up here? I hitched a ride on the shoulders of a radical beast who plucks at my strings with erratic fingers. The beast the beast, I prostitute myself for the beast, for creativity. I want to read you. The dialect, the code, the smoke signals ( Read more... )