jok3r

Oh ma gad!  It's been long while since i've submitted anything here.  I really have been down and out in terms of the artistic inspiration in anything remotely painting/photography related.  But I'm happy to say that i've finished some of my pieces that I've created (and stumped the growth on seriously) in the last little while.  I'll have more up soon, please comment and enjoy. Much thanks, Ian

In the words of Macbeth " Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury Signifying nothing." ------- dripping rain like drops of saturn, turn violet in the midnight haze, dripping blood like drops of cyanide, turn violent in the skylight blaze, the fire ever so slowly creeps, along the brush, that leads to the lake, that is the requiem for dreams, that have haunted this mind for countless hours now, i grow weary, wishing it would fade, pleading with the mountains that seem to turn away

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