"Ira, Cole and Noël are dead; Julie London too. So I wrote this song instead and sing it just for you"
The gallery was free, yet full Of endless dull Depictions with no wonder thundering In my heart or head. I stood instead And gazed within: why must my ordinary life Forever imitate art? * There! Amongst the moulded marble Art,...
Her heels clacked as she strode purposefully across the parquet floor of the small, independent art gallery. It was late morning, midweek in early November and she almost had the place to herself. She had plenty of time and space...
"I awaken in the dark with arms and legs wrapped around my body."
Damn it's hot out here. I hate summer. I would of course live where it never rains or snows. Sun everyday, day in day out. You know it's really hot when you step outside and it's so bad it pisses...
"A woman decides that she's better off without men but discovers a new object of love at an art class"
I was completely submerged in water, the only part of me that was sticking up was the top of my head and my nose so that I could breath. It was so warm my head span even though I was...
Posing Ties Your hands are above you as you pose for me. It’s a difficult one to hold, but after me complementing you on it you were insistent that be one of the poses I draw you in. As fine...
Every finger brushing skinLike the soft glide of paint on canvasEvery sigh or moan, a melody,To which we will dance,And I will find my muse along your curveIn your eyes I read a poem, No…An epic to rival Odysseus and...
"Love in life and art"
And the sharp dark corners of winter unfold Chiaroscuro and creases and uncertain lines. He does not know me And yet I draw him My own contrived deity. His words stained His hand the plot of Anna Karinina. Not knowing...
"My first real attempt at smut! About an art student lusting after a nude model."
Life Drawing Class had somehow turned out slightly different than how she imagined. While she expected nudity she never expected a model so devastatingly beautiful. His skin was a dark olive, lips tantalizingly full, hair dark and cut short, eyes...
"Instead of a love poem about some ONE I love, I switched it up to a someTHING I love."
Click.Another object,Or a person,Frozen.Click.A sound of love,Not a hobby,Passion.Click.It's more than that,It's awesome,Art.Click.Something simple,Completely changed,New.Click.Black and white,Maybe color,Film.Click.Develop.Admire.Photography.
