doodles and stuff

Re the gustatory scientist reminded that I should keep up with this thing. I was too lazy to scan stuff so... I took pics of some doodles I've done recently with my webcam.

This is a picture of a painting I started about two weeks ago (it's still not finished).

This is my most recent doodle (yesterday, on my way doontoon). It's a cocky man whose bottom half is elegantly cascading.

On the left is a self portrait, on the right is just.... a doodle. It's sort of a tree branch woman with deer antlers.

So that's me updating. Hopefully, if I get new canvases soon, I'll be able to start two portraits before the summer is through. In the meantime, I really should get working on that painting... If you have any doodle ideas, let me know!

after the storm

i imagine a saturday morning.

a day after a storm like this

a bliss that screams freedom

with the cluttered leaves and broken trees consuming our

dirty urban streets

the traffic lights blinking for no one

on and off at increments

what relevance does time hold

to my hopes and carefree breathing?

my heart the only beating

among debris and residue

i imagine a saturday morning.

the kind you'd like to live

the kind where you could give

yourself completely

and sweetly sing songs of surrender

you build a nest under a bridge and call it home

you no longer run with nothing to run from

neon signs rendered useless all around you

and if i found you, on the ground, your body twisted

like an animal

and if i loved you, anyway, what difference would it make?

i imagine a saturday morning.

our own garden of eden, post-apocalypse, post-industrial

postcards plastered as reminders of another life

a world of work shifts, please and thank yous, all behind us

what defined us, then, our diets, our possessions?

no longer ruled by our obsessions,

we live with the clean confidence of infants

our histories washed out by the evening's rain

i imagine you there with me

but would you notice me

or wither away in peace and self-contentment?