x & exigency.

So I did this poem a while ago, but for some reason I forgot to post it here. Anyway, the image is more recent. It was a concept design for a lithography piece I just recently completed. I kinda prefer the digital image better for the detail, but the print turned out very interesting. I'll try to get some scans once I get it back from my professor. Here's the image.
And here's the poem:

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so here I am perched on the straight-edge of nostalgia;
heights and last words are like
amplifiers
that leave your ears ringing for days
and days
and days
and ever.

I dance to songs I can't write,
live by dreams I can't escape,
and peer into rooms
with nervous anticipation
(ghosts only come when they can make you remember)
with eyes I can't open.

oh of all the pretty portraits
that hang in my mind!
yours was a candid instance
quite divine!

and ghosts are indentured
to torture the forgetful.
and hosts are engendered
to be
the
forgetful.

so I try hard
and then
I try harder.

(and I will abandon a stupid ghost that
can have my face if he wants it.)
and I will say to my ghost
"intemporaliter carpe stolidus"
because he will be dead and stupid
for days
and days
and days
and ever.

Just One Taste

So tonight I went to TASTE down at M.E.A.T.
Very awesome exhibition, really good music. Kudos to my friend MK2 for spinning some of the best dubstep and drum and bass in Savannah.

Had a really great time, and I enjoyed all the work that I saw there. It truly gave me a taste of what being an artist is really about, and it was really nice to get to socialize with other like-minded individuals.

New E-mail

somecicatrix@gmail.com

New art.

Live Literate

Photoshop
Typeface: Times New Roman
Brushes: Original brushes

something different.

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