Post by *Marlypops* on Jun 7, 2007 2:55:24 GMT -5
Hmmm.... am I breaching some sacred Taboo by posting hand-drawn images? Yeah.
Well anyway these were done in my visual art diary (A5) with some 2cent Pencil, they were scanned and resized... (tiny)
There was a darn limit on www.theartgallery.com.au (my friend owns it, but I think currently it is inactive)
Shakily I clutched my art diary, the crumpled white pages were my sanctuary, my saviour from the reality surounding me.
In my vivid works, I could be anywhere. Do anything I wanted without being discriminated or judged. Immersed in the pages, you
were with me - instead of walking away from me, leaving me crying at the beach.
She's just some girl, part of the background, fading into the shadows. She always carries that vacant expression, left speechless by your eyes.
Ever sit alone on the bus, staring out the hazy windows and wish you had something to do?
He's all I ever see, he's always on my mind
I often ask myself, I often just ask; why?
EDIT: Can we post literature?
Well anyway these were done in my visual art diary (A5) with some 2cent Pencil, they were scanned and resized... (tiny)
There was a darn limit on www.theartgallery.com.au (my friend owns it, but I think currently it is inactive)Shakily I clutched my art diary, the crumpled white pages were my sanctuary, my saviour from the reality surounding me.
In my vivid works, I could be anywhere. Do anything I wanted without being discriminated or judged. Immersed in the pages, you
were with me - instead of walking away from me, leaving me crying at the beach.
She's just some girl, part of the background, fading into the shadows. She always carries that vacant expression, left speechless by your eyes.
Ever sit alone on the bus, staring out the hazy windows and wish you had something to do?
He's all I ever see, he's always on my mind
I often ask myself, I often just ask; why?
EDIT: Can we post literature?
