Sunday, March 31, 2013
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Down in a flame of burnt paper scraps and random images
I spent the afternoon struggling with collage to no vial. Its hit or
miss and when I am in a hurry like today its a slow moving disaster. I
am going to take a break and come tonight with a few more pieces and
then rest up for day two.. big plans.
and a challenge! for whom? for you, me, them, him, her, those them there!
as the rest of world is either in day 2 or coming into day 1 there
should be more piece coming all night long.
how about you?
miss and when I am in a hurry like today its a slow moving disaster. I
am going to take a break and come tonight with a few more pieces and
then rest up for day two.. big plans.
and a challenge! for whom? for you, me, them, him, her, those them there!
as the rest of world is either in day 2 or coming into day 1 there
should be more piece coming all night long.
how about you?
Jon Berbank shared a photo with you on Photobucket
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Jon Berbank shared a photo with you on Photobucket
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Jon Berbank shared a photo with you on Photobucket
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Dalikrab Day mini-WorkShop in progress
I am having a mini-workshop making dalikrab art which pictures and art
will follow tomorrow during dalikrab day 2...
what is everyone else doing today?
will follow tomorrow during dalikrab day 2...
what is everyone else doing today?
Jon Berbank shared a photo with you on Photobucket
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from latey late justynn tyme
An Origgnal From Doctor Abuse
One Crab Four Dot Cabs
seven hundred and twenty
Two Dalikrabs Nine Sea Hags
Red Craig
Blue Bag
This little Dot Stach has a Pot Clash
That Big Pluck-Crack drive a tater Mash
There are Young dalikrabs look for for falling lettuce
and there old Salvadorko Trollies don't trip[ over rising lattus
platypus
Rachel Eros Isarose Defay-Liautard shared
Dalí-loving cubes, antiDalí dots, a-fuck-for-Dalí-notgiving arwritists
and all non-categorized unstraightliningornot other practitioners:
join Justynn Tyme Cubes'n'Dots REMIX yearly event:
and all non-categorized unstraightliningornot other practitioners:
join Justynn Tyme Cubes'n'Dots REMIX yearly event:
A little harmless floof for St. Sylvia's Day: AE Reiff
Last Words of Sylvia Plath
"The alchemist in the guise of a lizard with a four chambered heart,
five fingers, toes and spine, a space giant with stars as its General,
in the season of masks reclines.
Ishtar of skin tight Paleoliths, turquoise feminine divine,
Mystery Babylon's torch on the global stair of space kills the bull"
were her last words.
"The alchemist in the guise of a lizard with a four chambered heart,
five fingers, toes and spine, a space giant with stars as its General,
in the season of masks reclines.
Ishtar of skin tight Paleoliths, turquoise feminine divine,
Mystery Babylon's torch on the global stair of space kills the bull"
were her last words.
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