Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
The Year is over
" Dont sound reasonable,
dont sound possible,
when you bring it up
But if you dont bring it up,
everything is alright."
/by Jack Kerouac; 112 Chorus/
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
L - scribbling
Try to not to be a slave,-can be Free! Just put on an extra pastel
line a piece of paper with your button, use the moustache colored stick
everyday. Cover your body and you`ll find one unlimited future near
by the Canal. This is just,a short Scribbling. -doesn`t pay to
continue`couse the details are the same.
line a piece of paper with your button, use the moustache colored stick
everyday. Cover your body and you`ll find one unlimited future near
by the Canal. This is just,a short Scribbling. -doesn`t pay to
continue`couse the details are the same.
Friday, November 13, 2009
umbrella
" It`s a rainy day in New York, and the sun is nowhere to be seen.
John just left, putting on his unique umbrella hat, surely to the
amazement of each passer-by. John was his unusual self that
evening. This is typical of the unique occurrence can happen when
one is with John. " - written by my friend; Jacques P. Friezer Apr.1.1993.
John just left, putting on his unique umbrella hat, surely to the
amazement of each passer-by. John was his unusual self that
evening. This is typical of the unique occurrence can happen when
one is with John. " - written by my friend; Jacques P. Friezer Apr.1.1993.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Montmartre
1980
I am taking my way towards to the Lamarch, the Portraits under my arm
are crumpled . I am looking for a front of a last century Montmartre.
Drawing,writing,reading on the cold Streets,
cleaning with Kerouach. Does not created dreams.
Hookers around the corner, waiting...
I didn`t want to get out of my mind.
Just, trying to deal with a reality, everyday.
I am taking my way towards to the Lamarch, the Portraits under my arm
are crumpled . I am looking for a front of a last century Montmartre.
Drawing,writing,reading on the cold Streets,
cleaning with Kerouach. Does not created dreams.
Hookers around the corner, waiting...
I didn`t want to get out of my mind.
Just, trying to deal with a reality, everyday.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Aguarelle-1973.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Writing No:1
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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