Photo:
Drawing:
Poem: (Haiku)
Turn off your camera
Hey. Please get out of my face
F**k off! No Comment!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Day 7
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Day 6
Photo:
Drawing: (Christopher from the Future going crazy in space)
Poem:
Deeper and deeper into outer space I go
My mind is drifting further from sanity I know
Staring into the endless field of stars
I ask them where they've been, have they traveled far
I am spinning in my head to a different world
My eyes are filled with visions of clouds and swirls
Forever I am trapped in a never ending day
And when I open my eyes I hope it all goes away...
Drawing: (Christopher from the Future going crazy in space)
Poem:
Deeper and deeper into outer space I go
My mind is drifting further from sanity I know
Staring into the endless field of stars
I ask them where they've been, have they traveled far
I am spinning in my head to a different world
My eyes are filled with visions of clouds and swirls
Forever I am trapped in a never ending day
And when I open my eyes I hope it all goes away...
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Day 5
Photo:
Drawing:
I saw this "caricature maker" image of my facebook friend, Shaina and was thinking that I could do something a bit less mechanic. I gave her unintentional googly eyes, but whatever.
Poem:
Waking up in someone's bed
Disoriented in the head
Where are my clothes
Where is my phone
Well, at least I'm not alone.
Drawing:
I saw this "caricature maker" image of my facebook friend, Shaina and was thinking that I could do something a bit less mechanic. I gave her unintentional googly eyes, but whatever.
Poem:
Waking up in someone's bed
Disoriented in the head
Where are my clothes
Where is my phone
Well, at least I'm not alone.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Day 4
Monday, November 16, 2009
Day 3
This is what I use to make creative music about robots and space.
I drew my car air conditioner before work because I arrived early.
Poem:
Rush hour traffic is a mystery to me
One minute I'm stopped, the next I'm driving eighty
One wonders what happens during those intervals of time
While the brain in my skull is surely and slowly dying
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