Sunday, April 30, 2000

Picoans

A Picoan is an Iconographical Koan.
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My Picoan Group on Flickr
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A Pictogram of objects;
With which you are already sufficiently familiar,
But when presented to you in such & such a manner,
As those items are displayed here...
You will find that reason has no place to rest it's shoulders,
And that hairs-- Recently taken from the belly of a dog, having fallen from heaven,
Will make your danish & coffee feel like a carrousel spinning out of control, on a moon with no name.
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And then: Enlightenment may ensue, if your mind is suitably prepared.

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If an illustration doesn't have a story or narrative attached to it,
Or-- You think that you could produce a better one...!!!
Then; Please compose something suitable, and attach it as A Comment...!!!
If i Agree that it's something Special--
Then i'll move it up into The Proper Body of The Blog...!!!
[ Full Credit and possible prizes will be awarded...!!! ]
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Many of these photos are inexcusibly fuzzy...
And i'm not sure why...???
The 'Other' ones that came out pretty well were taken in the same way...
i think...???
So i'll just try to be 'more careful' for the next batch...
Even though i don't know what being 'more careful' actually means...???

Friday, April 28, 2000

The Greatest Painting In The World

The Great War by Rene Magritte
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is undoubtedly The Greatest Painting in The World
Based On These Criteria:
  1. Abstract Expressionism ( The Essential Premise of Modern Thinking & Art ) taught us that for a painting to be 'real' it had to be considered a thing in itself, without the pretension of being 'of something'... Yet this tautology of semantics defies the central functionality of painting; and that is to show us something that we have never seen before, or to allow us to see something 'ordinary' in such a manner that the viewer 'sees it' for the first time, as the thing in itself, which is what the Abstract Expressionists wanted us to do all along.
  2. The Great War makes no pretensions of being anything more than it is. Many paintings attempt to engage the viewer by including numerous elements of symbolism to expand the texture & vocabulary of the painting, so that 'the narrative' that the painting is attempting to reveal, transcends the delimiters of the canvas & pigments. The Great War is instead; A Man & an Apple. Nothing more. As such: When the viewer attempts to 'decypher' this work, they are met with only what they are seeing, in a manner that is wholly unexpected, causing their minds & vision to expand proportionately, filling all available space in the cranium's.
  3. The Ultimate functionality of Painting, & by extension: The Source of It's Validity as a Tool of Wingless Angels, ( Humanimals ) Is to be something that compliments the emptiness of Man's hamster filled bladder on any given Chrstmsa morning.
  4. The Great War is this; & all their accompanying footnotes.

The Great War


The Theory of Art [ Formerly: Auntie Joan ]

i had been looking all over the place awhile ago for a site with some of my Auntie Joanie's Paintings,
and it seemed, at that time, that they'd all disappeared...
And then i finally remembered the name of The Gallery that she displayed her work at and found that...!
But-- It didn't list her as a member...!!!
But---i did find a link to another artist that was affiliated with The Art Stall,
and so i used her format, and simply inserted 'glenn' where 'Rawlings' had been...
Curiously; The correct address for for jglenn...
But Amazingly, it found the site anyway...!!!
( why is it that it never works that hard when i'm really looking for something...!!! )
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Her site is:
Auntie Joan's Paintings



fig.1 Baskets of Flowers, Without a Mysterious Shadow...

She's a Fine Artist & Excellent Draftsperson...
But i just wish she's add a little more 'mystery' to her paintings...???
A mysterious shadow falling across the pots of flowers,
A ghostly face peering out from the filthy window of an old barn,
A limbless boy floating by on an innertube by the tugboats,
A firery plane falling out of the sky behind the church,
A Radically Political Button on the blouse of her grandchild(?),
A long extinct bug on the fruit,
One of the eggs falling off the table, with a cat just beneath it!
A Hobo's feet sticking out from under the old truck...!
Wouldn't that make them more 'Engaging...' ( ??? )
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Maybe she'll be famous someday anyways...!
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René Magritte; In order to more fundimentally understand & advance his own ability to contrive new paintings, composed a listing of all the ways that objects within a painting may interact with one another...
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His was a rather short list; So i've created my own listing of ways that objects may be transformed & made to confront the other objects & ideas within a confined illustrative area.
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Composition Suggestions

  1. Assign the Attributes of A to B
  2. Overlap Incongruent Elements
  3. Add a Mysterious/Ambiguous/Contradictory Element
  4. Hide an Element
  5. Discard a Necessary Element
  6. Overstate the Logical Conclusion
  7. Preproduce Reality / State the Obvious
  8. Stylize Texture
  9. Reverse Rolls
  10. Illustrate a Misconception
  11. Requantify Attributes
  12. Prove The Anti-Thesis
  13. Violate a Taboo with Innocence
  14. Force Innocence into The Roll of a Taboo
  15. Violate The Illustrations Parameters
  16. Demonstrate Commonalities
  17. Highlight Hidden Details
  18. Combine Opposites
  19. Rework 'x' Sloppily: Then Repair 'x'
  20. Mix Metaphores
  21. Force Things to Fit
  22. Redefine Axioms
  23. Refute Necessary Details
  24. Remove Some/All Supporting Structures
  25. Add Exteraneous Features
  26. SubDivide The Totality
  27. Add Redundancy
  28. Contradict the Message
  29. Refute Beauty
  30. Refute Ugliness
  31. Make Something Innocent; Terrifying
  32. Make Something Terrifying; Innocent
  33. Confuse People
  34. Redefine Functionality/Usage
  35. Amplify Silence
  36. Include a Trigger
  37. Fight Your Desire to Please The Viewer
  38. ( ? )

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More Theory of Art:

What Goes On in A Picture...???

  1. Sleep / Sit / Stand / Lounge Around
  2. Watch Something / Stare at Viewer
  3. Engage in Ritual
  4. Pass Through The Threshhold
  5. Second Figure Juxtaposed
  6. Picking Up Something / Eating
  7. Comtemplating Something
  8. Twist / Contort
  9. Get Things All Wrong
  10. Master / Slave / Beast
  11. Elements: Cherub / Appliances / Clouds / Moon / Books / Papers / Shopping List / Small Utencils / Chair / Sofa / Table / Bed / Animals / Plants / Bowl / Window / Flies / Monsters / Food / Rocks / Ghost / Light / Doorway
  12. Doing x in a y Environment
  13. z's Perspective
  14. Struggling with x
  15. Interacting with a Machine / Confusion
  16. Laying in a Heap / Injured / Dead
  17. People as Things

Something Fun...!!! ( ??? ) [ ? ]

Cute Animation

What annoys me most about this; Is that,
As many have suggested that A. Hitler was a 'Failed Artist'
( he was actually quite good! )
And -- This Animation actually shows alot of talent...!
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Here's a very nice little drawing by Adolph Hitler...!
So the next time you hear someone insist that
Hitler was a 'Failed Artist'
Just let them know; That they are a Crazy Ass Bigot*...!!!
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Irrational prejudice against
Dangerously Fanatical Utopianists**
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The Nazi's were trying, ( albeit; badly )
To create a Utopian Paradise.
Why do Historians always glaze over this tidbit...???

Thursday, April 27, 2000

All of my Personalities in One Illustration!

i wanted to use this in my profile, but it was too dang big...!!!

Wednesday, April 26, 2000

Story: New Toy

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This lady seems to me
To be a Self Portrait...???
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A raindrop; innocent; mostly...
Descends at a rate,
slightly slower than what might have been expected.
It is reluctant to find it's fated puddle.
Inaudible music is playing within the cells of Lucia
as she contemplates reading the instructions, again,
for the toy her sister brought her from the corner's communist pharmacy.
Lucia's sister sits awkwardly;
due to a congenital spinal disfiguration,
As top heavy photons gather on the edges of tungsten electrons,
suffering under the spell of forces that will cause isolated observers
to think that time is flowing backwards,
again.
A voice; tapped earlier that week,
accurately predicts the time.
Hecie's photos fade a little more,
In a wallet that was lost twentysix years ago,
and has remained undiscovered by anyone to this day.
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Saturday, April 15, 2000

Anomalous Genitalia...???


What strikes me as curious regarding topics such as Magritte's "This is Not a Pipe" and Anomalous Genitalia; is that If their not what they seem to be, from the simple observations of a lay person--
Then what are they?
Are Anomalous Genitalia Nasty...???
If their not Genitalia, they they should be no more nasty than a pile of socks, or a bowl of jello spreak across an otherwise well vacuumed carpet.
How would one rate, according to age or maturity, the viewing privelges of Anomalous Genitalia... G, R or something entirely new...???

Friday, April 14, 2000

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Wednesday, April 12, 2000

A Simple Story: The Misplaced Eraser

A Simple Story : A Fallen Sehlett
Another Moukebox finds The Stanhipunti's
forgotten Love Interest

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Aggie opened the dog. ( Mrs. Tch' bae )
It lay quietly as she stretched her fingers under it's intestines,
And then moved the liver to one side, looking under it...
When she pushed the lungs up, away from the gently beating heart
The beast let out a soft wuff sound...
"There they are!"
Aggie lifted out the keys...
Aggie looked at the dog suspicously...
"How did they get in there...?! -- Bad Dog!"
She smiled wryly as she closed the dog and set her on the floor.
Mrs. Tch' bae was a combination Chestnut shepard & Dachshund,
The combination of large and small dogs was raving through most suburbs,
And creating numerous disquietingly mutant creatures that seemed reasonably content,
Although they had a few unusual medical problems, couldn't walk or pee normally
And often swallowed, or absorbed, objects that were left unattended.
"Now don't you go and annoy General Purken while i'm gone!"
General Purken lay curled up behind the davenport, quivering with a confused dread.
The General was prone to hallucinations and suffered many phobias.
Aggie took the federally designated speed limit from her ear purse and began to unwrap it.
The giant squid that her boyfriend had boughten her for her birthday wanted to play
And wouldn't take 'no' or 'maybe' or 'not now' for a suitable answer.
It wrapped it's manicured tenticles around Aggie and began to wrestle with her.
The neighbors fly, which seemed to hang around her dinette set; more & more,
Acted amused... if you're sensitive to the subtle and inscrutable emotions of aspergeric insects...?
She finally managed to dislodge it and trapped it in the silverware drawer.
Out on the porch...
The Refrigerator complained of it's recent repainting as she got in.
The mirrors were askew and Aggie wondered if Merry had been in it since yesterday.
Never mind that Merry had been dead for 6 months.
After she'd gotten the mirrors balanced to her liking she turned
The Refrigerator down the steps and began rolling into the future.
Her socks pulled themselves off her feet and curled up under the seat.
"Don't you two wander off now, This is going to be a short trip!"
When she passed the year 3261 she pulled into The Stick & Stack,
Aggie wandered up and down the aisles, looking for the one thing that she'd forgotten the day before.
She still couldn't recall what it was.
At the counter, she'd discovered that she'd picked up a box of extra absorbent hamsters.
The brand was different from the kind she usually bought, but she paid the 76.30_R's anyways.
While she was looking through the tabloids on the way out of the store,
She placed two of the hamsters under her fleshy armpits.
One began squeaking so frantically that she took it out and replaced it with a more composed one.
Outside; she saw a homeless woman sitting with her legs stretched out in front of her.
She handed her the boisterous rodent.
It quickly disappeared between the womans legs.
Surprisingly; the noise stopped.
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COMMENTARY
As much i would love to draw flies accurately,
i think that their wings and ambiguous [ androgenous ]
bodyform ( Thorax ) make them to easy to Visually misplace.

A Simple Story: UnEmplouddha

A Simple Story : The Seventh Taiwhose
Little Jimmy Winterduss finds Happiness

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"Where are they?"
"Can't you see them?"
"No."
"Dang."
Mellonhead pulled the last candy wrapper from his friend's anus and began to read the instructions again.
"It says that we should be wearing The Nowamb Flight Googles."
"They're in the Car." -- "In Daphki's blue cat."
"I'm hungery."
Mentioned Kisner.
"Who feels like taking a piss while standing on a large untamed farm animal?"
"Then it's agreed."
"For now."
Muttered Kisner.
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A Simple Story: The Hallucister

A Simple Story : Wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...!
Uttsnow & Shicy wet the guests bed.

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Out on the lawn, The Moon howled.
It was a screechy sort of howl,
with a anechoically coupled dissonant acoustical inferior tonality.
"Can you feel the pain splitting away from your Id yet?"
"Uhggle Iaoumppa."
"Uh huh... that's what it should feel like."
"Aren't you kids in bed yet?"
The dragon [ Mr. Elephone } came out to see what the fuss was all about,
even though there wasn't a fuss going on at the time.
Somebody may have left the soapy coffee machine on in the garage.
Fish; dead since last thursday, still swam over the table where their bowl had been.
They missed the tunnel of light,
and would have to wait until the cat caught something under the house.
The howling suddenly stopped, and everyone began to cry.
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COMMENTARY
Red pencil drawing, after grey pensil doodle,
But before watercolouring
Which is before inking.

A Simple Story: Bmail

A Simple Story : The Fountain of Cheerio's
7000_years ago.

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The sink, in the upstairs bathroom was wearing Kathy's underwear again.
It had been warned; repeatedly, that it was an androgenous sink,
And didn't need to cover it's ample genitals; that only it was aware of.
The Priest that lived behind The Carlson's garage tried reasoning with it,
But The Gruelians interceeded and fought with The Simple Utencils
For a greater share of the desk light.
Cablegirl; The one with an IQ of 16.9 { Sehletian Scale )
Raised herself over The Trambisiel's Boundry of Tepidity.
A laughtrack jumped unexpectedly, and the truth became obvious.
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A Simple Story: Khe's Symbolicrate Foretired Skin

A Simple Story :
Bleakmonst's Attempted Revenge
Another Lofty Cruelty

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"Henry."
"uhg."
The chattel acknowledged.
"I was thinking of something clever this morning..."
"Smoking..."
"This is for feminists..."
"Smoking doesn't make you Equal with Men,
It makes you as Stupid as Men."

"What do you think?"
The human like creature that she'd bought for $12, didn't say anything.
It apparently had a very low natural intelligence
and was useless for help when watching Jeopardy
or even Wheel of Fortune.
It didn't even seem particularly interested in
the outfits that Vanna White was featuring.
Henry was not it's name.
The Filipino slave dealer that sold it to her suggested
that it's name was [ Something like ] Furnisetat'n,
But that was entirely inappropriate for her, or her frequent guests.
It did not seem to understand that she was calling it Henry.
It merely grunted occasionally, whether she was addressing it, or not.
She thought that this consituted a genuinely harmonious rapport.
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Before Watercolouring.

A Simple Story: xxii

A Simple Story : Title
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A Simple Story: xvi

A Simple Story : Title
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A Simple Story: UnGawdly Shimouippies

A Simple Story : Aliendly Dungarees
What The Illegal Postman Saw...

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A Trillion [ British Quintillion ( ??? ) ] years ago;
There lived a humanimal of the childbearing sex,
{ That did not look particularly female, especially near the swimsuit area(s }
That Married an electrically ecstatic* 'Willleap' named: Crueleven.
Tocks sought after the barn from The L Region,
And recalled that a Double X Strand of DNA*
Had been swallowed by a Calico/Carribbe'an Sheep,
Which; after regurgitating it,
It's shape on the newly shampooed carpeting,
Resembled A Lepton* missing from The Island of Mousordid.
There was a war there; then--
But only the people that were torn 'Asunder'-- took it seriously.
The [ wife ] was one of these.
Her Capitalistic* [ Vulva ] became the obsession of
A Mohammadean* WereWolf
( Whose name was forgotten )
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It's current wereabouts is uncertain.
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* This doesn't mean now, what it meant then.

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Mohammadean; Then--
meant something like 'Vanilla'.

A Tale of Woe : Trembling Peyote Wig

A Tale of Woe : Title
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Story: The Wisdom of Fish # 2

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What is particularly curious about this Illustration
is that i have a deep and visceral loathing for
The exclamation of any bodily fluids [ or solids ] ...!!!
For a time -- When i was somewhat younger,
My Subliminal Self made a distinction between
Spitting and The Ejaculating of Semen...
[ Particularly onto to Faces; in either case...! ]
Which appear Virtually Identical...
But i became morbidly nauseated by one,
and was sexual aroused by the other...
i thought that this was very interesting...???
Perhaps this is something like my Adversion to Violence...
i hate Real Violence,
[ i don't even { casually } kill bugs...!!! ]
and yet i find it's paradilogical treatment,
in films, highly enjoyable...???
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[ The Fish in this Story
Has the Ability to Speak Intelligibly,
But chooses not to. ]
'Bop York' was considered by many to be an Advertising Loony.
This connection to The Nightmare Dynamo of "The Loveboy" { # 4 };
That won't listen to The French Union of Mustard Sculptors,
Had effected The Treasuries in Idaho...
( wink, wink... )
What was the instinctive recreational opinion of
Those dazed women that sit all afternoon, irationally scribbling--
[ Madder than a Hat Salesman ]
--On the hot, flooded, hydrotherapy containers...?
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The Connection was; that;
In an underworld hetrosexual tenement building,
{ Obscene by Woodlawn Standards }
Was divided in a fractionally consciousness sort of eclipse.
The Academies; whose Saintly Religion
Gave Asperger's The Mystery of Lies
Bade a Mohammedean TinkyWinky a 'Heart Blast' of Fairies
which sent The Jury off the trial.
The Regiment; [ Uncle Lou's old R- ]
Under a Granite Stanza of Intoxication
Left everyone in the hydortherapy unit feeling as if their
Union of instantaneous witches was
Somehow forgotten.
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A Tale of Woe : Crowning Religeon

A Tale of Woe : Another Mislaid Purgator
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Judy liked going out-of-doors.
The more out-of-doors that she could get the happier she was,
Until she finally found that there was a limit to the amount of out-of-doors there could be.
"Who would have thought..." She mused.
"That there could be a quantifible limit to Out-of-doorness..."
But then; of course, it was too late.
The helicopters began flying over with the unwell tardigrades.
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Story: An Afternoon @ Janette's

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i think that about one in every dozen
of my drawings, incorporates
menstrual themes...???
i have no idea ( ??? ) what this means...???
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Blood is such a curious symbol / archetype
though--- Everyone is 'into' it--
Religions, Satanic Cults, Phisicians,
Warmongers & Sadists, Curious, Disturbed Adolenscents
And Carnivores...
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A closed fetus is opened in Studio Φ.4
The cities are attacked; But no one seems to know why?
A fact emerges;
The Piano Pushcarts on Avenue: 'Narcotic Skinny Snatches',
Along with Junk [ undisclosed varieties ]
And an Invisible Petticoat from 'Two Croak Johnson'
Are found Shrieking over a book about
The Lost [ Controversational ( sic ) ] Harlem Abortions
That have come to mean; in certain circles--
Rotten Genius Awards.
Notepads throughout the metropolitan area
are suddenly filling with
unfriendly doodles.
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Story: Friendly ( ? ) Octopus

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i was told by a fundimentalist Jehovah's Witness
that the octopus; in this Illustration,
is probably poisonous...
i was thinking, before this;
that it was making a friendly gesture towards the girl.
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The Verbs:
Hometown Kingdom
and Obtainable Snow
Were fashioned one morning,
By a wandering Water Cowboy from Colorado.
He was 20 years old at the time;
And had recently became acquainted with
Drunken Reincarnated Negroes
By way of The Cliff Protests --
[ related to flavored underwear with double stitching in the crotch ]
That were held that year in skyscrapers, by the sea.
A daisychain of trembling shoes
Came together in a borough, far away from the 'alive' footwear,
At a place called; The Muddy Crossbones.
It was a place where whispers were kept in steaming locomotives
And names had parties attached to
Their thin, frayed & tipless
Seedless Genitalia.
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Story: Spurt(s)

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this is one of my favorite drawings.
it's simple
and it also contains those
wonderful spurts of blood
that suggests,
along with the hanging chair,
that another disreputable soul
will soon be singing the praises of satan
in the eternal dark paradise
of logic & forbidden knowledge.
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The living shift their psuedo horns
While plunging from their totally wild, sunny dreams;
With hot green tongues,
In a country retirement of loose fashion requirements,
Brought into a mindset of Taoistic recordings of
Tabacco Filled Fetus'...
Riding on an even looser highway of Blue Academics
That are joined at the ears to find
A sockless Pederast whose skin is tatooed with
All the latest holocaust anecdotes
That have filtered in from
The Gravity Empire.
A girl;
Brilliant with floor designs,
Found a deaf hometown in boxes of dandruff,
Eluding to the strange amnesia of rocks,
Shuddering in a firetrap; East of Chinatown.
Amoung The Sensitive Spectral Railroad Hobos;
Each of the hours closed with a discernable---
'Clank!'
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Story: Hanging Chair Murders / Lucy

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This drawing is from
The Haning Chair Murder Series
These were originally a Chrstmsa WeeBook
But i like to revisit them from time to time...
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Lucy Bop [ Bopperella ] was found in the Yogametric 'Worm' Position
( Frequently mistaken for 'The Sphinx' in places like Colorado )
"It was itself a Radiant Arkansa that you've got there"
Claimed the chief inspector;
Who'd been running rotten in the alley longer than
A natureal moaning window merchant in any of the five neighboring counties.
He had a railroad body and kept sniffling.
The Bop Internationale Hair Park;
Was a subdivision of The Borough's Valhalla Foundation,
Had been awakened from a dipsy like res publica one afternoon
To find a faint hope of socialism in the form of a twinky like Deus.
Truly cruel alcoholic cherubs banded together in sorrow
With sweetened onions; freshly sliced, filling their sensitive hipster pockets.
The solitude ended with a Big Hug
That came from the Painters who had spilled turpentine down their rickety legs
After an attack of Eastern Lightning.
They all felt the demonic despair of living in a Manhattanish styled
Studio apartment that wasn't big enough to contain
A legally sanctioned crucifixion.
Someone in regimental pants had the sense to inform The Marijana Industries;
In all 50 states, To hold a barn burning to celebrate.
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Story: Not Sad... ( ! )

Commentary
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Is she sad?
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Mercury; ( The gawd, Not the liquid metal )
Vibrated down through a stanza of those semi-united obsessed,
[ Orange Fans ]
That follow the roadside horrors that loom from
Overturned armies of Vampire Wannabe's.
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Story: Groceries

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i keep wanting to discover a [new] fashion trend
but none of them ever seems to catch on...
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The Golden Treasuries Collection:
Someone from The Class of '46 had his finger wander beneath
The incarnation of another invisible hopeful canidate
That sent shivers through the resurrected editor's
Blue Line Connection.
It was the 3rd rocky morning that they thought
That they'd ever find living in the same box with The Groaning Hamburger
( pet name for an animal that resembles an african honey cat )
From a shoddy pamphlet cast from the plaster mask of
A Plaid Werewolf Cub.
[ It ] was taken from The Alien's Grave,
[ a popular, non-alcoholic, taco salad bar ]
And vanished while the radio was droning our sensibilities
To a velvety creaminess of yellow, mashed potatoes.
( Ξ.7 )