ferrets
art
music
the moon
majik
disappear
why don't you?
I'd like to say I'm vegetarian- but I'm not,
I'd like to say I'm on the Atkins diet, but I'm not.
I like fast cars and wilderness.
tonka trucks and cherries
i am the ultimate jUUUUUxtoposition
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I'd like to say that a river of wealth flows forth from within an imaginative and creative mind.....
sticks
stones
bones
...but it doesn't...... All I'm really interested in is what makes a human a human and an animal at the same time.
shadow man
INSPIRATION
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My alter ego
An Earth God ...or even just a half-arsed representative, "it's made of chocolate" substitute
Men who
look gorgeous in frocks
Women who aren't afraid of spiders.
Anyone that has one of them duper plush cadillacs with the velvet lined ceilings,a wickId sound system and armchairs with airbags.
(^this is not my art^)
MORE FERRETS!
lawless bandits
winged things
pirates and dinosaurs
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art of combining sounds for reproduction by voice or instrument(s) in rhythmic, melodic,& harmonic form. Any pleasant sound.....
Any sound...
Any silence or lack of sound
Fusion and simultaneous release and reception of waves or vibrations that can be either felt or heard.
All my friends, Beethoven,
and all things that go B l i p B @iNg...
Generally very little that is found in the middle of the road- but suprisingly the occasional dotted line.
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I
AM
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AM
I
whalerider
David Bowie in tights
(^this is not my art^)
Johnny Depp, Audrey Hepburn, Cate Blanchett, David Wenham
Abstract visuals and explorations into the absurdity of the human mind also rate an honourable mention.
(^this is not my art^)
An instrument of mass communication. Used for the provision of education,information, entertainment and manipulation.
WOULD YOU LIKE BRAINWASHING WITH THAT????
OH GO ON.... JUST A LITTLE BIT WON'T MAKE YOU FAT.
The usual stuff- The moon landing.
with pictures
Rivers are the true highways of life. They transport the ancient tears of disappeared races, they propel the foams that will impregnate the millenium.
In flood or in sullen repose, the river's power cannot be overestimated, and only men modernized to the point of moronity will be surprised when rivers eventually take their revenge on those who dam and defile them.
River gods, some muddy, others transparent, ride those highways, singing the world's inexhaustible song.
Tom Robbins
Welcome to my playground