Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

what's the car? I'm in love. low, curvy and long. very pretty, yet masculine car!

sorry for late reply, MJ. I've read a lot of your recent posts and they all made me feel inadequate. for... whatever reason. you're a very honest writer. I like that.

same ol', same ol', truckin'.

working to get money to pay the rent. drinking beer and whisky. the occasional codeine buzz. taking photos wondering if being alone is the path that's been cut for me. it's okay most of the time.

a few laughs and a few smiles, truckin'. At this rate I'll like to 100 ...

christ! hadn't heard that version. sounds like a scott walker or maybe even spector production!

the version I have on CD is great!
this version: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNM4OwJX1H0 (embedding is disabled).

I'm not sure that the one verse each thing works but the guitar is really nice and ...

I responded to this last night. huh. my comment fell off the internet!

still playing, cecil. still get that wee buzz when I learn a new song but it'll always just be within the confines of my own home. I enjoy playing but mostly it's just for me.

thanks for the words. you too, stickyfinger. I ...

thanks, cec'

saw a wee fox the other day. skinny and oil stained (or black marked from birth). he was sitting by the side of the tracks amongst rocks and miserable trees and discarded junk from families over grown the need of plastic trucks and dolls and trikes. he was clawing at his ear like a dog ...

I really liked the line "dirk and dagger on her hips" it suggests tattoo rather than actual steel, which, in turn, holds the whole point of the piece for me.

also really dug the scots reference "dirk" :)

I'm not a patriot, I'm just a boy from a small country who digs it when other people ...

I saw a fox on the scar tissue train tracks of dusk. He was scratching his ear with his paw and looked happy.

Smiling, I looked at the sky, which was amber and turquoise and beginning to fold into origami night

well... no writing course but I did an InDesign course instead (my work made me) and I'm on the waiting list for a photography course. the classes beginning in april are currently full so it looks likely that it'll be September before I can do that.

I saw a fox sitting by the train tracks tonight ...

Thank you to the pair of you.

Hi, Marjeanne, long time...

hope you're well.

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A tree stands unassuming, overlooking silently with a calm and serene expression, hands loose by its sides. A dog is sunbathing in the grass, asleep. Flowers look on and the blades of grass cut the breeze into lazy angular shadows and sound. The light haze blurs the horizon and the dog does not stir ...

I'm scared of pain and I hide from it, or the possibility of it, as much as possible. The unfortunate thing is that the possibility of pain is life and it's life that I seem to be hiding from. My jail is self-made seclusion.

Consequently, I have no such stories. Thanks for posting this.

she has mouse brown hair and all around her my world shakes and starts. the fine crystal of her lower back - soft blonde peach fuzz there - tactile as a codeine evening. the french swiss german border girl with sparkling eyes filled with flitting birds dancing debussy.

she uses an external drive ...

at least you felt it, man.

thanks for posting.