Birthday Jubilee
Step Out of the Shadows and into the Limelight
A walk in the park becomes an Interplanetary slog through the miasma of grief, sorrow, pain, fear, panic, anxiety that tied knots in my lungs keeping my breathe hostage from sunlight, daylight, passage, freedom….A Faint towards the portal…………
Shade the Morphing Manster has come to claim my soul…..
Recumbent pathos reaches out a gnarly hand……
When You’re Strange????
Pigment is the Intimacy of Blood Roots and Stones
Blue-bloodied Ascots Scions of Trust Fund Fed Idle Rich who possess the wealth of questionable morals lacking values disregard of human rights all whilst illegally smuggling two foot human cargo into the Land of the Free for immoral entertainments.
There are No Faces merely interpretations. They are the sacrificial scapegoat Lambs.
Erase the Tart and begin again.
I Have Loved Thrown Stones for they became my Salvation.
The Red Queen gave the White Queen a choice she could not deny.
Scumbling Scuttlebutt. Radial solid wood sculptures cracking and breathing. Crackling perpendicular to tree ring growth.
Expand. Contract.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Crepey flaky pale skin. She had ingrown pastels that reflected Light.
Kilroy was here. I just saw him at the Blackjack table a few minutes ago. He was with a Snazzy British Jukebox. Short on Memory. Long on Selection.
Ben E King – Supernatural Thing Pt 1 & 2 Disco Mix
The Doors – People Are Strange
Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit 