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Journal Entry: Fri Jan 18, 2008, 7:10 PM
-sigh- my camera broke, ...so i wont be submitting any new art untill i get a new puter, ... hopefully at my course i ll be able to add from there, i havent done much more new drawings, firstly because i am limited and i loathe that, secondly i lost my art journal, i have so many ideas for new stuff, like not just figures like i ve been doing my figure have purpose and they mean something but i wanna do something more tell each of their stories. but the funny thing is that my art isnt a concept, its my life. Another artist that does this is the band "HURT" they are an amazing band. their songs are deep and meaning full tell real stories not just the usall crap you see on the t.v. or hear on the radio. i strongly surgest listening to them, they are sort of a mix of rock and classical, they just released a new album vol.II. well anyway yer ... lately things have been so f**ked up for me, i just cant wait to start my course and draw paint create anything!
well im off
- Mood:
Lonely - Listening to: Forever- HURT
- Playing: with my thoughts
Devious Comments
Your work is amazing too. I love the drawings. Fantastic.
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Some people lose their faith because Heaven shows them too little. But how many people lose their faith because Heaven showed them too much?
ah the aircon is soooooooooooooooo cool
hehe
ah i'm sorry
from your bestest of best friends, (besides jayde), Olivia.
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""How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone..."
Your Art is Raw.
I admire your monsterous intentions.
Bravo.
bella.
ps. my poems are niether good nor great. they are artificial creations with no meaning.
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Never Return To This Place
Thanks for the fav.
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Fire At Will....
Did I fucking stutter?
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Home made from the hull of a burn't out rocket ship ...... Marc Bolan.
Gallery link: [link]
T-shirts and stuff: [link]
Lowlife archive site: [link]
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You looking to be buried in the sky?
Imo
ps.. my gallery..* nudge*
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
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