the good stuff

alright first things first. a chronicle of all the work I've been doing...

first one is done to a poem by my pseudo-muse, christine...

Hydromanic

Swim the corners of my eyes

in tears of salt lakes, submerge;

grope flightless, floorless

light lulling

covers, to guard your drowning sleep.

Corrode this parlor

If stars were birds, I could taste them;

black wells paint in ripples

the air is murderous,

my lungs breathe water.

Roots

I am trying to think

but all that I find

are the tangled roots

of seedling thoughts

growing dead

cracking my mind

Broken before

these undead dreams

Feeding off my dread-

the chaos craven-

feinted petulence

calling to those inside

I should start signing my work more...

anyway, Hydro is for the challenge as well: Drowning... #91, I believe...

and yes I know it looks kind of like the oracle from 300 and the bird from the latest bond flick; I really did have both of those in mind while drawing this so it's no surprise(being an artist after all) that I was somewhat subconsciosly(?) influenced by both movies since that was probably where I drew my inspiration from as well...

Roots is intended to augment the poem regardless of the aparent flaws. I should write it on the back for this one as well as hydro and the angels...

look forward to a post on a new comicish project I am working on!