Sold some new art, spent the day at the Library, wrote a silly poem:
My close raven, you inspire me to draw.
Beyond the ocean a dream with dragon eyes
Hijacking my solemn day and through the sunscreen lotion,
Always seeking glory beyond the gloomy vie.
Let me compare you to a somber Bonsai?
You are more bony, grandiose and wild.
Humid drought dries the wet picnics of July,
And summertime has the HBO fairchild.
How do I love you? Let me sketch the ways.
I love your digital sword, Lenore and wolf.
Thinking of your blond hair fills my days.
My love for you is the lunar steppenwolf.
Now I must away with a binge heart,
And watch all the episodes whilst we’re apart.
Took some photos:
A portrait of Emily Dickinson from a bonus commission. It was wonderful that someone requested the creation of Lady Dickinson in a steampunk fashion. I have always been captive by her devotion to words. She seem to just experiment, be dauntless with rhymes and play with words. Dickinson kept many poems hidden, sending some to friends and only 10 poems from about 2000 poems are known to have been published in her active poetic years. Well here she is with a steampunk look, with her many keys, robotic robin, the dun bat necklace and the cricket is her utmost….
Of elegy to me.
Hello Internet orb, wishing all who stumble upon my words and simple blog, a creative and harmonious year. Once more I have constructed more music and artwork. Traveled a bit and learned a lot about people, myself, DNA tests, Scandinavian ancestry, rare harmonicas, NGC 2244, chocolate, coffee, departure, family and the idea of love within nature.
Returning to the deep questions and the slant answers between the fabric of current reality: The turning axis of the light machine, which often has a cylinder at its heart. Perhaps the universe is indeed a magical cylinder.
The process of creativity at the moment: a spindle consisting of linear components and new melodies connected to memories. My environment holding colorful sketches dripping with old paint while I super-glue ancient photos towards discrete elements that can be assembled and disperse mostly by visual interpretations and melodic sound-waves.
Imagine: A Luminous spindle, a unit of measurement used by faery folk, robotic shoguns, steampunk welkin vessels and intergalactic nebula tailors.
“Massive Molecular Moments,” was created on the go. Influenced by nature, quantum physics and the emotions I felt finding all the broken plastic through my nature hikes or the broken bottles found on the beach. It makes you wonder about the future of our ecosystem and trying to find ways to support natural wildlife, manatees, and marine life. Most of the synthetic plastic that has ever existed was made in the last 13 years. We are all affected by the status of the natural environment. We only have one earth and it seems politics, profits and bad management always gets in the way of protecting her. Like always, I make music because it is quite fun, this time my guitar and a violin played a major part, along with summoning electronic synth like distortion from an old cyborg Digitech pedal and a Space Station XP300 Modulation Pedal! Check it out on iTunes
MegaCon, short for Mega Wicked, is a large convention that includes; comics, anime, horror, scifi events, annual cosplay/ and all-genre costume contests, ultra geek- panels, and electronic raves, so I chased stormtroopers, sold art and had lots fun.
~Great talent, the mighty lead man from Soundgarden and AudioSlave is gone and here are my thoughts:
Most people in the world or American poor neighborhoods don’t have access to Psychotropic Drugs, but Rock Stars with success like: Prince, Elvis and Chris have plenty of money and access to all the new magical pills to help balance your mood, make the seconds happier and eventually kill the artist. We know more about black holes than the human brain. I feel like we are monkeys in labs making drugs to help you make sense of life, with no complete knowledge of the true science behind the chemical potions we induce to be simply, happy. Drugs do not cure drugs or bring Santa early. Read the labels on everything and you might find the omnipotent side effects any pharmaceutical drug contains, it is written: why is anyone surprised?
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was to convince the world he didn’t exist.
It is all right in front of you!
All the children with spooky tricks and lightning treats
Want candy from suburbia hounds and ghoulish housewives for a goblin’s feast
Knock, knock, take all you can with your little black hands
The bony gates open to the loud march bands from the wild crow lands
The last witch wakes counting all the doors as the haunting begins
Before the ghostly dance from forgotten graves speak of the hour at hand..
Myst and rain fall, so FIRE we call
CALLING FIRE! for fire frees all
So tonight, tonight,
The Werewolf seems once again lost deeply in the full moon’s embrace
The vampire cries for all the time the young lovers had waste
The Mummy just crumbles remembering her gaze
On this night, tonight,
Please do not forget, my lost ancient kin
Beneath the silly masks
We were all childhood friends.
Advance: That decade of stony discovery
Angle dip with a smile made from golden appetites
The backfill waste of energy loss
The last of the green eyes with combustible claws hides:
…..in the last of the wilderness
Beneficiation running black diamonds and somber fuel pumps
A franchise made of pure crop coal,
but remember eventually the black suits will fade
Shrubs, timbers, and ferns will rise from concrete wastelands
The conveyors will be solar and the wind will guide them.
“Spooky Moon Shake” From the album “Halloween Forecast”
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Here is a new jolly spooky tune: Halloween is my favorite time to reflect and zap things together. Just remember: do your thing, blend, create, dream, and stop when you want. Rules don’t apply to my music and artwork, so enjoy, shine or change.
No matter, there is always moonlight above the clouds.
Upon that night, when fairies call the light-hearted moon, their mistress dark,
The photos taken withered on the window, clouds perished;
Darkness had no need from all the candy on the coffee table.
Had fun on a dreamy trip to Burning Man, the gathering of giant gorillas, fire music and desert art that collects strange rich kids, neon time travelers and fem fatal tyrannical hippies in a delirious post-apocalyptic Nevada.
“The Desert Beast was Friendly” ( circa 1898 )
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Scheduled to create mighty #Optivion sonic waves at the intergalactic Burningman.
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Download new single : The Exit and The Road
~Every journey is a transformation, embrace all the good from the transformation.
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The fruition of interstellar travel and planetary colonization is only a few decades away.
I was selected to be part of Beyond the Fiction NASA Social at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Md
Composer Michael Giacchino and the National Symphony Orchestra at Wolf Trap were amazing: performing an enigmatic score from Star Trek: Into Darkness live! The discussion before the show was informative and wonderful, all about Star Trek’s influence on the NASA culture, Vulcan misfits, and the space race.
Between all Star Trek realms, we see the same consistency for space fashion, travel design, future exploration, and universal wonder.
In the meantime, human-bound stargazers can follow the stars into the night sky and find these soft-spacy digital images fun to absorb.
Below I have my digital interpretation of the Hubble Space Telescope from the control center and the upcoming secret ICESat-2 spacecraft mission!
Technological, creative, splintered, combatant, resilient and united with dreams of peace for every life: America is a work in progress, Happy 4th!!
June, aged chest in the old firehouse. We wonder!
Among rusty broken walls and a primordial fire extinguisher
Beyond the cracks and venerable tiled matrix
Camera-eyes capture the ghost of the last ladderman
Obsolete doors calling ancient smoke jumpers
Beauty holds no bounds even for the versed
You don’t have to put on that red light
German medusa with the golden hair was smiling
But I was patient and waited:
Harmonica with the skeleton key
Stoutness by my side: unsealed
The Plasma Ray Blues
All men do not suffer from the plasma ray blues
In the content of the stars we blend in timeless hues
Even deep cold comets were all made once of colors
Saturation on a saturday seems to be well covered.
Transforming coffee in to poems,
ideas into paintings while melodies become birds.
A Happy birthday, zappy birthday to a brand new year. Wishing all a great luminous year. Create your environment with small blossoming dreams, make a sound you haven’t heard before and put it on the mix. Draw birds and nebulas and paint with your fingers, blindfolded.
Most importantly be kind to others.
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‘Protect Again’ from the album Free Unicorn, Download on iTunes and enjoy coke!
In the Future, the ocean will move in while streets turn to lakes.
The city will rise.