четвртак, 12. август 2010.

Sketches, drawings, craps...

A mind map... If you don't already know what a mind map is... We'll I ain't tellin' ya, do some research!
Ya know that ride, through Manhattan, with Paul and Edie, and you can see Brooklyn bridge fabulously? That scene inspired me to make my own version of that same bridge.

Whatta a girl...

Maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire...

Stevie Nicks:
"Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself
I have known this much longer than I've known you"

And that the earnings dance on her command...


DAVID BAILEY 1965

STILL FINE

But addicted to that button "new post". This one is better quality

среда, 11. август 2010.

HOW COULD YOU LOOK SO FINE?



GUNS N'ROSES
(McKagan)
How could she look so fine
How could it be she might be mine
How could she be so cool
I've been taken for a fool so many times
It's a story of a man
Who works as hard as he can
Just to be a man who stands on his own
But the book always burns
As the story takes it turn
An leaves a broken man
How could she be so cool
How could she be so fine
I owe a favor to a friend
My friends they always come through for me
It's a story of a man
Who works as hard as he can
Just to be a man who stands on his own
But the book always burns
As the story takes it turn
An leaves a broken man
If you could only live my life
You could see the difference you make to me
I'd look right up at night
And all I'd see was darkness
Now I see the stars alright
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you
When the lights went down in your house
Yeah that made me happy
The sweat I make for you
Yeah...I think you know where that comes from
Well I'd look right up at night
And all I'd see was darkness
Now I see the stars alright
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you
When the lights went down in your house
Yeah that made me happy
The sweat I make for you
I think you know where that comes from
How could she look so good (So good)
How could she be so fine
How could she be so cool
How could it be she might be mine

P.S. I'm gonna lose all my friends cause I like the illusions a lot more than appetite... As far as that band goes.

LULU 1967

OUTFITS

The dress I made, it's not really perfect, and if it's supposed to be "an Edie dress", it should have been shorter. But I'll make it shorter, alright... XD
 My favorite shirt...
"Makin' me a twin of Andy..." LOL

Anyway, I forgot to say that from September a start my last year, in "not so ordinary" high school... I go to school for a fashion designer, which I AM NOT GOING TO BE, BECAUSE IT FUCKING SUCKS. But I can go to any university I want after this, so it's cool.

TAKE A SWIM

MUSE

MUSE©

Laughing girl in the foggy water.
Sky blue touches her neck
Gently kisses her cheek.
Light of a poor camera falls on her face after,
Pictures taken never saw the life, before.
Heaven and hell switched places,
Oh, but what for?
I tell you, it is her, beauty left with no traces,
Dark blue is up,
Light blue, down, but while life was still in her,
While she was still in life,
Hell in heaven was that,
Now, without her is dark heaven.

 -Nat Finkelstein photo

MY ART :D

A stormy little world shaker...

21ST B-DAY

That's were I belong. And not in hell surrounded by mountains.

Dance of the Dead Manhattan

Original images from Ciao! & Color Me Shameless (all from 67' and 68') A poem:
©Dance of the Dead Manhattan

Violet heart, in the waiting room,
Makes me love the dead,
No human she looks like,
In the dying beat,
Babe on flames,
Where have you been all these decades?

So in the aquarium she dares you to talk to her,
Shes just watching, looking up to the sky,
From her little ocean,
All downfalls considered,
Soul burns from the inside,
Limited sky goes to the core.

Mirror's dark side, awaits,
From the water mysterious,
She looks to the great open,
Used always as a pen.

Forever shining sun, lost between, lost inside of her,
Knowledge of someone thinking,
Of her childish turn,
Who just stole all the glass,
Lady this runs for her life,
Just like a child on fire!

My dear friend let us meet
By the river Styx,
Laugh and talk of life,
For just a while turn off pearls of fire.

And while hes kissing you,
All the way, hes kissing an angel,
As the stars fell from the clouds,
Taking from your lips,
Like the vine of the night.