Sunday Scribblings topic: Skin
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Soft. Always soft

S u n k i s s e d
Tattooed, definitely tattooed
Babies have the best skin ever

Girls, try not to cover up
the skin on your face

There is never any need
treat it fairly let it touch

all except fire
Shake my right hand

And please please please
S h o w e r D a i l y

One Deep Breath topic: Windows and Doors











Today rain drops raced
Down the window and I ran
Out the door to play






We went through a little rainstorm on the way to a fair yesterday. Yep, I took this picture through the car window. Thank god for camera phones, right?

This is my Illustration Friday entry for the topic quiet. Basically, just a really fastly done guasche painting of what nature will look like in only a few weeks. It should be quiet and I think this looks little quiet despite the bright colors that scream loudly in the background. It also reminds me of halloween. I love Fall. "Leaves fall down around me
They're smashing off my face
Like orange and yellow lights
I've entered a new place.
I've walked these streets 1000 times before
I never saw them this way
A perfect end and a new beginning
Every step of the way.
Colors seems so much more true
My eyes my be on fire.
Each step's vibration stabs into my soul
A tornado of light surrounds me
Picks me up off my feet
The world is just a flicker of light
It can't hold me anymore."
-the Fall Song
The BOUNCING SOULS

The general television in our apartment broke so we resorted to having a craft night. First, my roommate and I painted a little bit and then I decided to try making transparencies with scotch tape. I took parts from Khaled Hosseini's the Kite Runner and put them onto this little box that I am going to use to hold necklaces in, at for now until I find a better use for it.

Anyway, that particular book had some very powerful words in it and I couldn't help but pick out some good one and take them out of the book. Unfortunately, no one can borrow the book from me now that its missing words.

It was a fun technique and I'm definitely going to remember it in the future and try out using pictures and designs other than just text. I think it turned out pretty cool.

"A girl collapses on her bed writing words never read."

Fortune Cookie Messege: I Miss You

I had gotten a fortune cookie at some point over this summer. It read, "I miss you". Its the only fortune cookie messege that I kept. Although I cant find it in this heap of all my things. It is either here in my college apartment or at home in my bedroom, I know that it is somewhere - I wouldn't throw it away. The idea of missing someone fascinates me. I am always missing someone or a group of people, always. Missing people doesn't go away. Right now, I miss my family, my pets, my movie nights. When I'm on break from school I miss my friends. When I am trying not to drink so much I miss alcohol. I miss my first love and I miss teenage years. I miss my friends from highschool and I miss the trouble we got into and the stories we built. Wherever I am, I always miss my grandparents maybe because I know they can't come back. And I wonder who misses me. My mother tells me she does every time we talk and sometimes I hear it from friends who I haven't seen in a long time. But, does anyone else miss me or anything about me? I know that I have been a bit depressed lately, does anyone miss the more upbeat and happy me? Everytime I look at that fortune cookie messege I automatically see visions of everyone that I miss and I just want to tell them "I miss you".

Mixed Media Memoirs
My Hierarchy of Needs
4"x6"

This is pretty self explanatory.

Anyway, I'm starting a little scrapbook and using mixed media memoirs as the base of my inspirations and then I will just scan them into computer and them up on the blog and wala.