Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Miles

There he sat in the dim lit room with his three best friends some dice, beer and his pipe. His is skin in a corrugation with his withering sight. All heard are the aimless words, that seem through the convexity that has become of his mouth, a never ending story, or just a simple concoction of words. His weary bones and thickset appearance made it seem almost impossible to move. Battered and beaten, all he felt was a gargantuan weight on his shoulders that made it most difficult to move. He speaks with the only responses heard by himself and anybody else who may be listening to him.

Friday, April 11, 2008

This is Me

My dreams are realistic
My nightmares are so fantastic

Sleeping on my hard cushion of a bed
I see all the people walking by but they all look dead.

It’s like my mind is open 24/7
Except on Sundays…

I watch T.V.
But nothings ever on

Just like I love to shop
But I’m always broke

I want to sky dive
I’m afraid of heights
I want to be a ballerina
I hate wearing tights

This is me I like to vent
Although it may seem I contradict myself
But it’s ok
That’s the assignment.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Concept Declaration

Fantasy: noun; imaginative fiction featuring especially strange and grotesque characters; the free play of creative imagination in the mind. I chose to do the concept of fantasy for many reasons. Has there ever been a time when you’ve just wanted to be in your own world? Some where, were you made up the rules and there was an adventure around every corner? Every one does at one point.
People are amazed by the illogical and the impossible. We’re drawn by curiosity to the things we know the least about, and can not explain. For example, when I was younger, I was afraid of the dark... Ok I’m still afraid, but I always sleep with the light off because that sense of fear has been calmed by logical thinking. I know there can’t be a monster under my bed, or a zombie in my closet, it’s impossible. Just like, defying gravity, casting spells, stopping time, and befriending a talking lion, is impossible. But we dream about the impossible because we are bored of all the things we know in the world we live in. I chose the concept of fantasy to escape this world, if only for a little while. To be able to make my own rules, defy gravity, cast spells, stop time, and befriend a lion. So this way there is an adventure around every corner, through paintings of old and modern artist’s, I can create my own world.