Thursday, January 26, 2006

pushing the lines


Carefully positioned amongst many lines and shapes to place the head in the bucket this self portrait is without a face.


This one was Tyla's idea. It brought back memories of the little skull head we used to chase around the neighbourhood for a few days way back when.


This one's for Bill since he loves the cooper name so much, funny I never noticed that sign there before.


One of those strange days of snow where it comes down all day but doesn't do anything but get everything wet. No accumulation because it never falls fast enough to build up and the head of the elephant plays a peek-a-boo game all day.


It's starting to get bleak, this wintry lack of colour. The flowers with their brilliant hues can not return soon enough to satisfy this innate desire to see colours again.


Desperation sees lines leading in the general direction we consider heaven to be and some convey peace through simple design.

1 Comments:

Blogger Dez M.E. King said...

i love that first one

and i love owls

wow, twenty five cds for a burns night ticket? why go to that when you provide plenty of burns 411 for free?

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