| Where even our dead have trod before...This piece is one of the images created for my book of poetry: From Graves to Wombs. tantalizing tastes, nectar sweet, what passages of time; what potions of awareness to drink from fleeting gasps of life we tender these lingering thoughts before we sleep. To become all things in the end, our heart will stretch or break around our dreams. The night encompasses all, even in the pause between a breath, lingering in the space we have, we worship the moments we touch. What gods of eternity can we create from this clay of ours; the fingers the rough tongue, the flesh warm liquid of movement Ah mortal things, eternally mortal things you drink the nectarine poison of life. It fills you till you can drink no more. |
where our dead tread
From Graves to Wombs
| This is a project my sister TashinaMarie and I have been working on for quite some time now. This is a book of poetry that I wrote that we have been working on illustrating. She has done all of the photography, I did all the modeling and we both have worked on creating the images and the photomanipulating. |
DigitalPainting
Here are my fledgling attempts at digital painting with photoshop. Hopefully this folder will get fuller and ...better with time  |
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| Whether she be girl or beast - the tongue still trickles out alluring melodies. A poet locked inside the intellect, her intuition revolts against the tyrant mind, trying to break free. Off with her head! Ah but alas the philosopher is stronger than the mutiny and she survives intact despite her best attempts. The curiosity of untasted knowledge draws her from her lair and she devours the texts of random scholars like a junkie for empirical data. The nonsensical ramblings of her chaos is but a flavor for her to cook the dead in, as though cannabalism would feed her wisdom from their skulls.... stream of consciousness aside... I am a peculiar sort. I can call my self many things. I am a creater, a philosopher, an artist, a poet, and a constantly curious, self-motivated, certifiably crazy, stubborn to the point of absurdity, goal-oriented, shell-shocked incarnation of God. .. |
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- Current Residence: subject to change without notice
- Interests: Writing/reading poetry,oil painting,philosophy,mathematics/formal systems,nanotechnology,gardening
- Favourite movie: SuicideKings,Solaris,Fountain,Stay,Equalibrium,DeadPoetsSociety, What dreams may come, Pans Labrynth
- Favourite band or musician: Tom Waits, Sting, REM, Breaking Ben, Live, Tori Amos, PJ Harvey, U2, the Cure
- Favourite genre of music: Anything creative and high quality
- Favourite artist: Waterhouse, Rothko, Brahm, Casper Friedrich
- Favourite poet or writer: Hofstandter,Rushdi,Velokovsky,Nietzsche,C.S.Friedman,Hesse,Scott Card,Brontes,Herbert, T.S. Elliot
- Favourite photographer: My sister :)
- Favourite style of art: Neo-classical and ironically german romantic
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