Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Gates of the 14 Aethyr

I walk through fog and shade and rain.
A door opens within me, before me,
A space within a space.
I step out of nothing into nothing.
I step through and into myself.
I am the gate through which I pass.

All doors swing open,
a vast passage up down to the bottom top
of every no thing.
The sacred hole in the great hedge,
the womb throat of the Universe,
with a great wind singing through it.

Across this vastness,
across this great wallless infinite,
I convey the burden of space.

Recommended Listening:

{created in Photoshop}

Tuesday, December 13, 2011


Sorry to go political again, but I believe our rights as bloggers might be in danger here.  Dealing with adult content as I do in my blog, I fear what SOPA and PROTECT IP will mean to my freedom of expression.  If you work with any kind of previously copyrighted material, they may be able to block your site. Please watch the video below and check the link in my sidebar.  Please get involved before they take away our rights.

Also check Public Knowledge or Fight for the Future for more information.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

From the Sketchbook Archives: Scream

Looking back, I think this may be an indirect portrait of someone unpleasant I was working with at the time.  Anger and Sharpies - cheaper than therapy I guess.

Recommended Listening:
The Prodigy
Invaders Must Die



Wow.  Initially I didn't there was much change between these two, but looking at them side by side I can a severe blur and glare within the original.  The scan turned all the colors up a notch or two as well.  I cannot say it enough - Hooray for scanner! scanner needs a name...I'll get on that.  :-)
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