Eugène Henri Paul Gauguin was a French post-Impressionist artist. Gauguin is now recognized for his experimental use of color and Synthetist style that were distinctly different from Impressionism. We never really know what stupidity is until we have experimented on ourselves. -Paul Gauguin Going off the well trodden path is much harder than people say.Continue reading “Paul Gauguin”
Monthly Archives: December 2017
Beast in me
Originally posted on Exposed Emotions:
Would it be tempting if I told you that I am not completely what you witness? Would it still be if I’m always loath and a fucking mess? I’ve claws and vampire teeth. My soul sprouts on venom. My tongue is a blood-sucking leech. I laugh because everyone does. I…
Miss Piggy
Since it’s Saturday I figured I would post a silly little poem I wrote with my daughter. We had fun working on it together. Miss Piggy She’s my secret treasure That no one can measure She likes lemonade Freshly homemade And hot baths with bubbles Take away her troubles She has a neighbor bumbleContinue reading “Miss Piggy”
Sleep, my friend
Sleep, my friend I can’t keep my eyes open The lids they’re being pulled down by a crane And the weightlessness of sleep washes over me like waves Some bigger than others I want to skip all this creating and let my consciousness free in dreams But I’m almost finished just a few more sentencesContinue reading “Sleep, my friend”
the drain sings lovely -Morality Collection
the drain sings lovely some of us lose all the time time after time until our true colours have bled out and we start to see things in black and white question on which side our shadows cuddle light which sun offers up a tanned braising against a weak pale puffed burning eagerly theContinue reading “the drain sings lovely -Morality Collection”
Missing You
Missing You It’s a been a year, since you went away I wish I could have said what I wanted to say I’m still here, looking for answers to explain Why you decided, your life couldn’t be the same. Missing your voice and the look of your face, Knowing that no one, can take yourContinue reading “Missing You”
Purple Hat
Purple Hat Welcomed by the man with the tall purple hat I could do nothing but freeze and fall back The wizzies wanged and the scared babies screamed This place is a real life dark day dream. Full of thinking thinkers and mind tinkers I think I’ve done it, some one thing rightly, WritingContinue reading “Purple Hat”
Pierre Puvis De Chavannes
“I have a weakness I scarcely dare to avow. [It] consists in preferring rather mournful aspects to all others, low skies, solitary plains, discreet in hue, where each tuft of grass plays it’s little tune to the indolent breath of the wind of midday… I wait impatiently for the bad weather to come, andContinue reading “Pierre Puvis De Chavannes”
This is bad
This is bad These critics tell me how this is bad so bad They cringe and shrivel and their fingers twitch horizontal And I say, with the most innocent eyes I can conjure, I like it this way I like it a mess And rugged and the honesty that’s so pure it makes you cryContinue reading “This is bad”
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