Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sabine,
Things have become so difficult. I musn’t write again. This whole affair has gotten too intense. Too real Sabine, you don’t exist. … I invented you…I’ve started to think I’m in love with you. Before it takes me over it has to stop.
Goodbye.
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Griffin,
Foolish man. You can not turn me into a phantom because you are frightened. You do not dismiss a muse at whim. If you will not join me — then I shall come to you.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Quick sketch
Pen on paper
he felt that his whole life was some kind of dream
and he sometimes wondered whose it was
and whether they were enjoying it -D.A.
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Revival of the fittest
Finally decided to revive my blog.
And I finally have some pieces that I can put up here.
Finally.
And I finally have some pieces that I can put up here.
Finally.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
I've been keeping myself busy lately by making stickers for my longboard deck. I've done quite a few but I don't even know if I want to stick them on yet. I've really been thinking about selling my board for a nicer, newer one..so let me know if you'd want to adopt any of these suckers.
P.S.
The last few stickers aren't finished yet
P.S.
The last few stickers aren't finished yet
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