Saturday, June 25, 2011
(25) Not a harsh angle in her face but gentle curves, like rivers in a landscape carved out by soft force, the cavity of her cheeks eroded over thousands of years beneath the cheekbone, a captivating smile, her tiny black eyes like lanterns drawing nothing but kindness along. (26) The corners of his eyes and his smile flowed like the waves, all connected by invisible strings and moved by the muscles stretching from the ears, and modeled around the nose that bend like the stern of a ship across the facial front.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Artaud hardly looked where he was walking, he followed the stream of faces toward their source at the end of the long road, hollow, bony faces, fat, full faces, only every now and then, but rarely, a charming flower bobbed by.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Flipbook Stories are mini comic books passed from friend to friend, each friend adds 1 page of text or drawing, passing it on to the next friend. Friends only. Add your email in the masthead in the back, send a picture of your page to me, and the last person mails the flipbook story back to me again, for a show of merdisme.