I’m making still but putting this away.
I made a discord site….I guess it could be called. So since everyone who comes here is from everywhere… you can now interact and see fun things I’m working on with my processes.
Paint, medicate …sleep…E dificil pra caramba
A million moments in one night.
Friends of friends of friends of lovers. The empty is the moment the bag hits the floor and the door closes to the night. Hard pressed to see more than the seconds of running, smiling and the little deaths. Teens on Halloween, the parties, the drugs, the troubles and the makeup on banisters. Midsize red and white finger paint on lips and clothings.
Her smirk is the open books that say everything and then nothing all at once. Her costume is the run on sentence of the mind’s eye.
Mars the phenomenal.
Little of me remembers that years smells but the touch of the cold on the tops of my arms is an unshakeable souls shiver. The parts that make all I run into mentally a cliff edge.
Long live the hearts.
Check out my episode “Painter Files Podcast ep 51. Vote for art programs!” from Painter Files Podcast on Anchor: https://anchor.fm/jawara-blake/episodes/Painter-Files-Podcast-ep-51–Vote-for-art-programs-e2h0ms