collaborationhey, check this out!More Like This
a new collaboration work with aerendial
composed with PS using these two photographs by both of us:
Don't call it a contest...OK, so I want to start something where we can interact and do stuff, so, I want to create some challenges, something to keep us busy and make this more than just a place to submit work, and, I think I came up with one. I want this group to have a pantheon of gods, not ones that already exist, but, strange new gods that we create ourselves. So I put out this little mission to anyone who wants to try, create a god/goddess you can make it the god/ess of whatever you want, no matter how obscure or absurd, let us all come together and create a new cosmic pantheon for such strange times. Make them as weird as you want, use any format that you want, but let's do this.... I'll see if a can create a specific folder for the project, and I'll start making my god/ess once my back heals and I can get out of bed... oh wait, I didn't tell you about that did I? well, now you know....More Like This
Little songMore Like This
There is a street named Mr. Street and on it is a bird
who sings all day and sings all night and never says a word.
There is a house named Mrs. House and in it is a man
who thinks all day and sleeps all night and seldom has a plan.
There is a moon named Miss Half Moon and in it is a face
that sees the street and sees the house and each thing in its place.
There is a hand whose name is Hand and in it emptiness
that will receive the days to be and asks if they will bless.
There is a world whose name is World and in it is the time,
the time to have and lose and have again, the human, human time.
Dia, noche, manana, todo uno.More Like This
Imagen When Day and Night Meet por Juandii
Todavía recuerdo aquel día,
flotando, por encima del mundo,
dividido en dos, futuro y pasado,
día, noche, mañana, todo uno,
alegría, tristeza y emoción;
pero fue el presente lo que perdí
y la ironía quien ganó.
Mundos de fuego helado
y pirañas desdentadas.
Verlo en reflejos furiosos
no sirve de nada.
Aquí sigue el camino,
pero nada fue igual
desde aquella interminable mañana.