(Link Break #7)

"Offbeat Sessions" blog - stumbled upon this while looking for inspiration/examples for an exhibit design promo project. Please scroll through it, great collection and variety of work going on right now...

Wish I had a couple days to just paint and sleep. 

Back to the drawing board tonight, literally - more pen and ink'ing. 

Someplace, somehow

So I can't be in all the wide places anymore, because I've got someplace to be somehow. And it's out there, it's out here; in the sunny near-autumn. Where it is that I can almost feel what there is to never speak. Where it is that there's laughter on the leaves.

I can almost breathe, and almost PAUSE.II

When all of us keep stomping on the ground. When all of us unbutton what we've got pinned to us, and dance until we melt. Melt into to me.

Wipe the sweat from your chest, brush the hair from out of my eyes. Can't hide much longer.

There's a million forts, my brother dear, that we did make. And now we create. Every Buddhist tear I should be reading, every word you wrote I haven't been able to finish.

Cause sometimes there isn't enough room to ever.....go down into that Loop street, and watch the forts resurrect.

They're all falling down.

I use to fall, and scrape my knees--but now they're just scars to trace (and face).

Watch all of us waving goodbye to what "had to go right" because it "had to save us" from that final giving up that almost gave us up.

So close to every edge; I've romanced every dirty one, every fake one. The dirtiest emptyness that really, never ever, did bring anything along.

And now there's stories in every corner of that bohemian drag Temple, and every fabric that touches skin. And it seems to just keep us on. Keep us waking, keep us snoozing.

We seem to self-proclaim and prophesize, and still it goes.

And still, it's really all almost over.

Almost all new.

A little "verrry cute" thinking alone of someplace to be, now somehow, where we trace a million circles...

Daily headphones: David Gray's "This Years Love", Regina Spektor's "Samson", and Micheal Jackson's "Billie Jean"