of avant-garde to contemporary, mind-blowing to bleak, horribly bad taste to gastronomically exquisite mixed media. >>>>>>>>>>>

Friday, November 13, 2009

e fauna



There is somewhere I'd rather be
among the trees the buds and bees
the lasting hot springs
the flora and lovely things
that run to hidden spaces
I'll grow in these places

kick up dust with a scaly one
i'll grow my own to beat the sun
lets crawl under my rock we'll spend the cold
warm like this till we grow old

poison kisses ensure we last
what doesn't' kill us we'll live fast
die sooner than decay
the sun has to die someday

until then mountains we will scale
scavenge the bottom with a whale
lick the dust off the moon
take the song from the spoon

scratch my back with your nails
mammal remnants tell tales
share my story with the floor
where someday i'll find that sunny shore

taken for granted these leaves will feed you
no matter how far your ties
take my strength in lieu
but my head will always rise

Monday, October 19, 2009

wet



It rains in my heavy head
pours on my pillow
my waterlogged dreams to reality
when my eyes finally opened

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

studies

My head has been stuck in the books lately.

Better there than other places.

This is one of my future roomates.


His name is Tillandsia bulbosa, but he likes to be called Boss. We bake sweet potatoes and watch epic showdown scenes together.

Monday, June 15, 2009

schnarf


This guy has me all cutesy and such


...even though he pees on my floor.

Friday, March 20, 2009

crutch/crotch

Can all porn be like this?

My favorite model to look at naked because her shoots are always so rediculously creative. You can put any makeup, any costume, any media at all on or near her and she can make it look amazing. I especially like this picture because she makes even crutches adorable! A link to her site.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

vestigial limb

Might I say that I just adore noise like this? Vestigial Limb is the name of this concrete/thrash/noise project.
One review states:
"...On first listen, one is pummeled by pure power but—once the ringing clears—is left with the icky suspicion that there's little else to the piece. Subsequent listens reveal more—whirring motifs, whale-tongue bass bleats—but the details are dwarfed by the savage gestures splattered across the reel. But hey, that's noise for you. And the initiates grin…"

Today has been filled with this kind of media. I found them somehow when I was looking at the SWANS site. (if you like weird shit check them out as well)


Noise bands usually have the best artwork, too. Tell me these aren't perfect side dishes to their recordings.

Friday, March 6, 2009

tea

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