Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

by all means Doreen, that goes for anything I post.

A war on all wars has to be waged by the truly just the kindly brave who know they must for once and all take a stand hand in hand this is a call to put an end to vicious cycles that keep turning grinding and burning it is high time yearning for peace turning the other cheek defending the week justi...

Been there and back
had a nap on the way
was thinking of you
when you climb out
of the dark side
and fool moon me
out of the blue
my tides came out
and only you
can pull them in.

Been there and back had a nap on the way was thinking of you when you climb out of the dark side and fool moon me out of the blue my tides are out and only you can pull it in like it was a piece of cake for fucks sake I am knees at your feet go on and take the leftover meat I may be beat but still g...

5'x4' gouache on wood.

what's left of totomoto is displayed here.

at first glance, I saw an eye through the blinds peeking at me.

Silence my eyes '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' I have been up and down traveled round and around rolling almost like a whirling egg I've been in and out, so deep and too far out I have gone through the dire straits so many times over and over and once again, I might as well descend into a silenc...

One sleepless night, paper thin walls, they were the neighbors, this poem came out. I made a performance piece out of this poem with few others of this genre, I went bananas acting it out, yelling and screaming and ranting, I was surprised how many people identified. It is awkward and very dark but ...

Bite marks all over her lower lip a slip of the tongue and cheek stiff upper lip She was hurting! He too was hurting in his own different ways.. His anger hurting him driving him to temper tantrums and shivers of rage like a beast in a cage. When they met they were hurting together for a while till ...

I have fallen head to toe in love with death, beyond the shadow of a doubt I shall be with my beloved, as I age and season gracefully, preparing for that once in a lifetime occasion that only comes in the last moment of life. Meanwhile I am celebrating the inevitable in the here and now, while I sti...

As I walk that lonely walk
within the language of stones
up and down in rapid pace
searching for a time, a place
where I can ultimately face
the choice of my own making.

I remain stretched, reaching out
for a vision uncharted in a dream
obscured but viable it might seem

a shadow with a halo, like music to my eyes, touching here and there. With each read, I can hear a fresh tune, imagination triggered subliminally.

cuttin' edge slack for good luck.