The inspiration for "SILENT CROSSE"
GOING William and silent Crosse, quickly they foot away and the snows fall between us. My stiff hands, frost-grayed gloves, bend the rein and thump the sleigh which somehow knows it must del... [read more]
A Day In My Office.
I can feel my tongue, conscious of it sitting heavy in my mouth like a small bit of lead. I feel the longing to speak, the desire to let words go tripping and babbling across its surface to fall like ... [read more]
UNACCREDITTED USE/COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT OF PHOTOS ON FACEBOOK
I was contacted this morning about a shot of mine being used as an avatar no less by this FACEBOOK ACCOUNT... http://www.facebook.com/AmazingW0rld I suggest others check out this account for you... [read more]
Lines.
There were no lines, not a single one in existence here. He looked at his model, the dips and curves of her face and cheeks. The lights and shadows followed them, creating the shades of her features, ... [read more]
Can't stay silent
I've been away for a while, commenting on little (falling behind as is usual), dealing with the recurrence of the esophageal condition that created the need for my surgery last fall and a number of eq... [read more]
Toussaint the Teethy
Maggie Mubbin was a simple witch so lonely and so poor, Who lived in the hilly hills of the hardly known Hills of Hardly Moor On starry nights, the most dreamy of nights, under the Plum and Periwi... [read more]
Warning
Warning: A painting made from a photograph is called a derivative work. You cannot make a painting from any photo you find unless it is your photo. The creator of the photograph, holds the copyright ... [read more]
"Invisible People" Photo Exhibition & TEDxMonga Salon Event - Postponed until October.....
Just heard today that TEDx has been postponed until October........... which is maybe a good thing..... Hi guys I desperately need your input. I have been asked to submit work for this expo. Ne... [read more]
Grey Day.
It was a wonderful day. The sky was clouded over. The air was chilled, chilled enough that he could see his breath puffing out like a sleeping dragon. (He chuckled to himself at that thought.) The sno... [read more]
A Dancer’s Memory.
I haven’t danced for a few years now. My joints complain when I when I bend. My muscles flash a stop light halfway through my extension. But my soul remembers. I arch my foot and the neares... [read more]
Shifting
Shifting plates, sands sweep away memories. Hearts drift, solid fondations melt flowing to a river coursing through the paths of the seas, forming another body of water and the land now burie... [read more]
Memoirs of an Unwitting Codemaster.
It has been a long time, long enough that I think I can finally pen these words without fear of what may come of it. I am the last one left that I know of, my other brigadiers long since passed away... [read more]
Alone
Thoughts are chasing each other Cycles of useless old obsessions So tired, I am too damn tired To silence all the questions A little girl's voice inside my head Keeps shouting 'to be strong' ... [read more]
Ana-Lise and the Water Nymphs.
Before you read this please follow this link or the story will not make any sense. http://www.bluecanvas.com/art-detail/88892 "Here goes." I thought to myself as I got ready that day. My pal... [read more]
Hate Destroys!!!
A couple of weeks ago when the tragic shooting occured in Colorado, I saw it posted all over facebook. As well it should have been. Today, after the tragic shooting at the Sikh Temple in Wisconsin, I... [read more]
I Know the Steps By Heart
You come home with that black cloud over your head Oh, you know the one We both recognize it's particular shape, color and weight I feel it pulling at the edges of my own composure Even as I greet... [read more]
The Kidnapping. Part 1.
The Kidnapping. Part 1. The poor man sat in his studio, feeling bereft and unsure. They had always been together; his partner had always been there with him, and he never thought it could be any o... [read more]
I wonder...
I wonder what would happen if we all just accepted each other and our differences? There are a great many people I admire, who don’t share my political views or my religious views or my lifestyle v... [read more]
Fly Away
In the comfort of my mind I know you well inside and out Together we explore our minds our hearts and our bodies In joy we share of ourselves and bask in the glow of each other In the comfort... [read more]
Flustered.
“The yearning is like a drug sometimes. The tugging, almost sweet ache sitting in the center of your chest. The tingle of anticipation, heightening the memory of past joys.” That is how my c... [read more]