in the eye of the beholder...

What would Freud say?

some more really rough doodles...

doodles...

fallen innocence
J

gruesome shade...

the final product :)
NOTE: illustrations are taken from StockXpert - heavily manipulated and this is NOT for commercial but personal use.

void

how contagious is this feeling of weight
and did I inherit it from you, my teacher
i was born in the age of gray
have my eyes blinded from the rare of white
crickets and the drops of morning rain
in the fields of my early childhood
those worn out boots you wore
i have stolen and replaced with shiny ones
thinking that your laces no longer will go places
and your hair will not smell of foreign lands
winds of change have blown all horizons in reverse
your pearl white smile i've mistaken for a star
like a postcard absent of the feeling of love
missing is my body from the turmoil of flight
next to you yet missing you i hear of you only in my dreams
shells from seaside shore i've collected for no aim
carmen mia i don't know where you've left
but sounds of violin i no longer hear
and my heart shears like a parchment of soaked paper
for everything i know i have seized to know
and everything i feel no longer is in me

twirling leaf of grass - sucking juice of nature
speechless is reflection of my face in your water
naked body crushing leaves of dried out grass
and the waves your curves crinkle in the surface
speak i beg for no longer i can take
the silence you have doomed me to in this world of flat
dive out black your body will
and white will shine no matter how (un)white it is

finally you say a word - my name you say it is
and that very moment that same word i forget

leave me - for ignorance i choose to easier live

chicken little...

creative block... pissed off doodle

personal branding - business card

a little improvement?

tele.pol.art

ISTORIA magazine project
NOTE: the illustrations are borrowed and heavily manipulated and concentrated from stock expert illustrations.
NOTE: not intended for commercial purposes.

CUPC 2007
Note this is a mock proposal

ESCAPE travel agency :)

seashell, knots and bleeding pores

kolorit is suffering a colorisis

CUMC 2007 website intro idea

CUMC 2007 official poster

amass from corners of my corpse
all the shredded whispers of my soul
tout me and taint my bleeding womb
dig in me and myself make into my tomb
skin me of sin delirious and frill
in the shears of my evil capture me still
make it right and pray to chain me tight
all this perpetual guilt put out of sight
suck the juices running down my veins
hook the fluffy clouds and knit me veils
then leave me taught and motionless
safe internally and open externally
and take that loving smile full of joy...

out of my way

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In a dire need of recollecting something that was never there
I've replaced my heart with drawings from my childhood
Sailing through the motion picture of my life without compass or wind
I close my eyes in the the slightest sight of shimmering stars
Screams of you and me I've ushered with the painful moans from past
and doomed myself to role of gambit in this endless game i've called love

Nearly broken
not long ago stolen
and perhaps forgotten

how dare you find it?