Quite some time ago, a friend of mine introduced me to this group called Body Without Organs (BWO). The name *does* sound a little off putting and one would wonder what sort of music a group called such would be a part of. Well…I was very pleasantly surprised 🙂
Just two days ago, I came across a song from them and…I fell in love with it.
Last Sunday I posted an excerpt from the book The Map, by Colette Baron Reid. As I was replying to comments on the post all the while thinking…*what* am I going to post for Wednesday…my mind seeming really quite determined to take some time off from 30 days of November madness…I was struck by inspiration!
When you ask, you really do receive even if it’s a request for a rainbow, unicorns, dragons and a field of pink flowers!
I want to share with you a short excerpt from the book Insomnia by Stephen King. It was the second reading for me , the first time being a couple of years ago. I can’t remember if the impact of this was as profound as it was then, but I will tell you that this time it felt like a pretty big brick hit me right in the middle of my eyes! Thankfully it was just a metaphorical brick, so no injuries were actually sustained 😉
this is what it should look like!! 🙂
Enjoy the song and…the drummer 😀
Illustration Friday‘s theme for the week of January 25th was “Wings”. This is my submission:
Thanks to Tom’s posts on the Illustration Friday challenge I decided to try it out too! This week’s challenge (week of January 18th) was on the word Myth.
To manifest something is just like having a wish being granted by your fairy godmother. The only thing is that there really is no fairy godmother. Sorry to burst the bubble, but the wish that came true for you…that was your own doing. It’s a thought that is all at once awesome and scary as well.
I drew this a few weeks ago and came up with the story below.
The creature, Boshrustochop was supposed to have been a horse but ..ahem..wasn’t too sure how to draw a horse, so he ended up being what he is 😉 His fur is the combination of colours that you would notice in the sky through out a day – from the black of night to the rosy dawn to the purples of dusk.
Hope you enjoy the story!
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