Thursday, April 29, 2010

Over yonder


What really happens when you wish on something that is burning in constant fury, spinning around like a giant boiling diamond?

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Lo-Fi pictures of the moon



xxx

In the dark small things grow big












Aquisitions







^__^

Wouldn't it be great if diamonds fell out of the sky instead of hail stones?

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Cats are strange magic





Line

That line I follow into nothingness, into the future, into the world. The line is sometimes gold the line is sometimes grey and sometimes so transparent I can hardly see it and sometimes it gets knotted up so I stand still and ease the knots out - this can be quite painful. It comes out of my heart and shoots into the world. Sometimes it is like violent lightning. Cracking around my ears and raising the hair on my arms.

Zhou Fan





"A series of my paintings is based on dreams that I had as a child of many many jellyfish floating in the sky, some of which fell to the ground on parachures and became mushrooms. These dreams had a strong impact on me, and I remember them vividly. Somehow I feel that it is easier to focus on dreams than reality. In one particular painting, there is a boy crying because he keeps things within him, is easily sad, and he refuses to face reality." - Zhou Fan

http://www.zhoufanart.com


Friday, April 23, 2010

Monday, April 19, 2010

One day

I will turn into a puddle of water and ash.

Dogs and people


(This video makes me glad technology exists)
My friend Kathy described this man as doing the best impersonation of a dog the world has ever seen.

It also reminds me of the two times in my life I have been chased by dobermans (yay).
The first time I was five and was chased around the back yard by a family friend's hound they had named HITLER.
What an idiotic family.

The second time was several years later and I got bitten on the
buttocks by another Doberman called Milo.
It later put its back out after chasing our cat Poppet up a tree.
He was a horrid thing.

At the centre

There is a space that no one can ever reach me. Something deep down inside (the beating heart) like a pale blue marble.

Public Transport

Monday, April 12, 2010

Bigfoot




If Bigfoot is real I hope nobody ever finds it.

Monday, April 5, 2010

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Friday, April 2, 2010

Demons




I like the last line best (before the la de las).

And I often wonder, do demons exist? I have on more than one occasion dreamt about fighting a possessed woman (but this is probably because I have watched a lot of horror films). A psychoanalyst would maybe say it was something to do with inner conflict?

I knew a boy in high-school (Sean Homesby) who said his aunty had a demon in her house and she had to get a priest in to cast it out. He and his cousin also saw it. Sean said it didn't look like a person and was mostly silent - WEIRD!

I had a very vivid dream recently with the devil in it and he was covered in fur.