Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Lovely Picture


I love this picture. I can't stop looking at it. It's Moira Shearer, what a gorgeous gorgeous picture! I was staring at it for so long maybe it is because of Black Dog* that I was staring at it for so long and also I'm not really doing anything just fart-arsing around. I want to listen to David Bowie again but it might call Black Dog* and he musn't come. He who is a stealer of Things. things precious and decent. He comes with a whistle, a special whistle that only I know and he knows.
*He who cannot be named.

Black Dog Fear Follows Fast White Paw Run


Black dog fear follows fast on a white paw.

I don't want to be a victim in my own right here. Please. Save me Jupiter.

Fastest Painting Ever


This is the fastest painting I ever did. This is a photo of it before it's finished though. I mean it's not finished. It's on Titus' wall though he is not talking to me. He always gets like this and i hate it. He says he's going to paint over it (it's a mural). I think my dad wants to use the PC.

Swampland

These are the lyrics from a song from Swampland. I really like it. Courtesy of Truism (he will know who he is for he lives in Switzerland as well). It's supposed to be written in verse but when I copied and pasted it, it might not be in original format:

Blue Moon
Hang around in closing circles hey come here it's somewhere to go
Hang around feeling more or less like these pictures are of you
Sympathy for empty spaces
Out of mind can't let it show
Being accused of being selfish
But you give me nothing
Hang around in closing circles hey come here it's somewhere to go
Hang around feeling more or less like these pictures are of you
Oh so you say you've seen me losing well that's too bad you missed the show
oh so you lost that sinking feeling and without down there's nowhere to go
You got nowhere to go, nowhere to go.
Sympathy for empty spaces
Out of mind can't let it show
Being accused of being selfish
But you give me nothing
Don't take me down to your mattress dear
I'm out on the town without a clue
Take me upstairs with a breath of air
You're giving nothing but diagrams to me
Diagrams of you.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Blue Screams of Death


i love this band, they're from Switzerland and very experimental. Great cover art on their CD too.

Spiky




This is Spiky. He is not doing well in captivity. He was brought from Botriver but I think half-died on the way home. We think he may be suffering from Plant AIDS. Yes Plant AIDS. (sorry the picture is the wrong way around). I am thinking about spray-painting him green.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Thursday


Well, I went to sleep with the radio on and I woke up holding Botty the Bear. I guess that is a bit sad. Anyway I woke up with a sore body as usual. And today is VERY hot. Of course I think about using, it is a delicious little fantasy I sometimes have. But I'm not going to mess it up now. This is so important to me and everyone around me I have to remember that. I'm eating a tomato sauce sandwich.