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Originally uploaded by amy huddleston

love amy's work!!!

last-paint

last-paint
Originally uploaded by angelinacamelo

love this piece by angelica camelo!

happy tofurky day!

now that's creative writing

another old poem

tough
into the dirt
we go sailing
someone’s gonna get hurt.
oh shit
let’s admit
that everyone is gonna get hurt
and in between
the bewilderment
and right beside
the gunny sack of guilt
will be our final magic trick:
turning the key in the lock
tick tock tick tock tick tock

let the wild rumpus start!

will be putting it up on ebay on monday:)

Leopard seal teaches photographer how to catch penguins

are there more?

there are more...

another one of my old poems

gave away the jump key
for a quick ride by the river

wavin’ at the trees on the other side
the whole damn time

and somehow i’ve lost my voice
cold rickety as it was

and as you drive much faster
the wider the water gets

i sit in the back seat window
staring at the drowning leaves

all new, plus one mystery one! see here:)

where the wild things are

you go tell Rafael..

ebay pickins

this weeks ebay offerings can be found right HERE.

frida!

this is my friend trish in her stunning frida kahlo outfit...gotta love the monkey:^)

worth a shot

couldnt find the source for this little gem...

happy halloween everyone!

crankin em out

While You Were Sleeping
One of my newest, 8x10, on ebay now, along with a few others...see here

friendzzzzzzzzz

do you dream about this man?

Apparently, in January 2006 in New York, the patient of a well-known psychiatrist draws the face of a man that has been repeatedly appearing in her dreams. In more than one occasion that man has given her advice on her private life. The woman swears she has never met the man in her life.

That portrait lies forgotten on the psychiatrist's desk for a few days until one day another patient recognizes that face and says that the man has often visited him in his dreams. He also claims he has never seen that man in his waking life.

The psychiatrist decides to send the portrait to some of his colleagues that have patients with recurrent dreams. Within a few months, four patients recognize the man as a frequent presence in their own dreams. All the patients refer to him as THIS MAN.

Here's the website for more info on this strange phenomenon...

another one of my old poems

tangle doubt with open space
the trigger bouts of juniper
climb morning glories
with warm melting wings
keep out your turning masses
but wave in the free.

you glass up the worrying tree
and free split into thin air
the old topple back is back
and your front yard
is a freakin’ mess.

from the swanky depths
of what used to be a very feathery drown
hands reach skyward
and together manage with twisting branches
to pull off the night

going by knuckle scraping accuracy this time
like taking out the dog
you’ll see me in the alley next time
saying shit about no god.

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25th reunion...utica, ny