The post apocalyptic vacation to the forgotten quarry.
Collage
culled from skecthbook #92
page of book
leaf of sketch
turn of phrase
slight of hand
screwed up
start over
temperature of line
architectural conversion
like a prayer
(on your marks...)
Showing posts with label SYZYGY.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SYZYGY.. Show all posts
Graffiti untouchable.
WOW. Your sketches are amazing, I am dumbfounded. Could my scribbles have inspired you? I hope so, but of your captions?
WOW. Your story telling is astonishing, I am engrossed. Could my subtext have directed you? I hope so, but of your style?
WOW. Your grasp of tone is astounding, I am enthralled. Could my texture have allured you? I hope so, but of your colour?
WOW. Your mark marking skills are professional, I am challenged. Could my eraser have mystified you? I hope so, but of your graffiti?
Poem inspired by sketches from Untouchable Earth.
WOW. Your story telling is astonishing, I am engrossed. Could my subtext have directed you? I hope so, but of your style?
WOW. Your grasp of tone is astounding, I am enthralled. Could my texture have allured you? I hope so, but of your colour?
WOW. Your mark marking skills are professional, I am challenged. Could my eraser have mystified you? I hope so, but of your graffiti?
Poem inspired by sketches from Untouchable Earth.
There was once a sway of roaring majesty.
The tree.
The neighbours raised the money,
they hired a tree surgeon.
Friday; the said came to take the tree away.
There was once a sway of roaring majesty.
leaves,
Now sunshine spills into every garden corner,
no shadow breaking.
In Autumn no leaves are falling,
messing up the patio.
seeds.
Behold the tree lives on,
in bonsai format,
a seed is shooting,
as a souvenir.
Long live the tree,
formulated and controlled by laboratory me.
The neighbours raised the money,
they hired a tree surgeon.
Friday; the said came to take the tree away.
There was once a sway of roaring majesty.
leaves,
Now sunshine spills into every garden corner,
no shadow breaking.
In Autumn no leaves are falling,
messing up the patio.
seeds.
Behold the tree lives on,
in bonsai format,
a seed is shooting,
as a souvenir.
Long live the tree,
formulated and controlled by laboratory me.
Kerching pring pring dong.
The phone, the kiosk / floor / bench.
Where do you come from?
It's happening?
Partial eclipse.
Many, many wows.
2 Jesus' and 1 Oh my God.
Planet Tit.
Totally awesome.
Hold on tight, we're going in!
The pride procession.
The street party.
The after party.
Wow, is it today you're here?
Kerching, pring, pring, dong.
I'm just a drifter Biff.
Biff, I'm driftin'.
Biftin' Driff.
We dance better over water.
Le bag magique.
The Whistler and the whistle off.
What's your bicycle called?
My, my, my, Delilah.
Fags, fags, fags.
Designer vagina.
Why can't everywhere be a little bit more like this place, eh?
You're the one that I want.
Smokey Joe.
Absinthe.
To the beach.
Code Red, le sac est ouvert.
A la fal a fel.
I am bored, give me money.
The fabulous foursome.
What an ensemble!
I was just pissing by...
WOW.
The working girls.
Black and gold.
Roller blading.
Are you a stomper or a dodderer?
Bread and cheese.
Are you on Facebook?
Lost / laugh & dance.
Such a wicked time...
Forward slash, back slash.
Any old slash.
I thought he was gonna steal my bag...
I though everybody was trying to steal, le bag magique.
Definitely go back - no question.
Kerching, pring, pring, dong.
See the campsite phone box sketch. (click)
Where do you come from?
It's happening?
Partial eclipse.
Many, many wows.
2 Jesus' and 1 Oh my God.
Planet Tit.
Totally awesome.
Hold on tight, we're going in!
The pride procession.
The street party.
The after party.
Wow, is it today you're here?
Kerching, pring, pring, dong.
I'm just a drifter Biff.
Biff, I'm driftin'.
Biftin' Driff.
We dance better over water.
Le bag magique.
The Whistler and the whistle off.
What's your bicycle called?
My, my, my, Delilah.
Fags, fags, fags.
Designer vagina.
Why can't everywhere be a little bit more like this place, eh?
You're the one that I want.
Smokey Joe.
Absinthe.
To the beach.
Code Red, le sac est ouvert.
A la fal a fel.
I am bored, give me money.
The fabulous foursome.
What an ensemble!
I was just pissing by...
WOW.
The working girls.
Black and gold.
Roller blading.
Are you a stomper or a dodderer?
Bread and cheese.
Are you on Facebook?
Lost / laugh & dance.
Such a wicked time...
Forward slash, back slash.
Any old slash.
I thought he was gonna steal my bag...
I though everybody was trying to steal, le bag magique.
Definitely go back - no question.
Kerching, pring, pring, dong.
See the campsite phone box sketch. (click)
Communication failure - Romance.
Ineffective communication can be disastrous...
as it goes...
send for ammunition we are going to advance,
send for three and four pence we are going to a dance.
Here's my extended adaptation of the same couplet...?
send for an expert in endurance,
enough.....fluorescence,
the end of the experience.
as it goes...
send for ammunition we are going to advance,
send for three and four pence we are going to a dance.
Here's my extended adaptation of the same couplet...?
send for an expert in endurance,
send for an harmonious convergence.
send for the reckless in due diligence,
send for the maligned with an old grievance.
send for our aeroplane we are going to France,
send for umpteen roses, this is a serious romance.
send for the paracetamol, we are in a trance,
send for the tightrope, on which we can balance.
send for some hot water to quell the incandescence,
send for that impresario with the genetic dalliance.
send for the conjoined twins with their amazing entrance,
send for a prodigy to share another performance.
send for our aeroplane we are going to France,
send for umpteen roses, this is a serious romance.
send for the paracetamol, we are in a trance,
send for the tightrope, on which we can balance.
send for some hot water to quell the incandescence,
send for that impresario with the genetic dalliance.
send for the conjoined twins with their amazing entrance,
send for a prodigy to share another performance.
send for many desserts of pure indulgence,
send for a memory which you cannot enhance.
send for the contestant with the most elegance,
send for that quintessential fading fragrance.
send for the contestant with the most elegance,
send for that quintessential fading fragrance.
enough.....fluorescence,
the end of the experience.
Syzygy Totality Tuesday o1o8o8
It's a coming,
Yes, it's 'ere...aligning up.
It's a coming...
...time waits for no~one
See three on location,
from the same gravitational system.
Along a straight line,
Universal Time.
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Poem about synergy, sunflowers or circles.
If you are searching for a poem about...synergy, sunflowers or circles...
Synergy.
It tastes like a museum.
It feels like a railway station.
It looks like a melody.
It smells like a commotion.
It sounds like a sundial.
Sunflowers.
Captured an hour ago.
Sunflowers in a breeze...
Sometimes nodding.
Rocking.
Sometimes still.
Real time audio.
Traffic.
Dog barking.
Wind chiming.
Tingling.
Setting sun.
Pinging.
Bursting.
Two and a half minutes.
Captured an hour ago.
Sunflowers in a breeze...
Sometimes nodding.
Rocking.
Sometimes still.
Real time audio.
Traffic.
Dog barking.
Wind chiming.
Tingling.
Setting sun.
Pinging.
Bursting.
Two and a half minutes.
Circles.
Three minutes and three seconds.
Splashes of concentric circles on the canal.
Under the railway bridge.
The sun slipping behind the stonework of the early morning birdsong.
Echo splash reverberating.
A continuation of concentric circles.
Three minutes and three seconds.
Splashes of concentric circles on the canal.
Under the railway bridge.
The sun slipping behind the stonework of the early morning birdsong.
Echo splash reverberating.
A continuation of concentric circles.
Share my differentiation.
All of you are amazing,
Most of you, I will remember,
Some of you have touched my soul.
All of you, may your dreams come true this Summer,
Most of you, go international,
Some of you can stay at home.
Most of you, I will remember,
Some of you have touched my soul.
All of you, may your dreams come true this Summer,
Most of you, go international,
Some of you can stay at home.
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