Wake Up Slow

"When the whole world fits inside of your arms,

do we really need to pay attention to the alarms?"

~ Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson

I should be working.

But instead I'm Photoshopping pictures I took of my sleeping girlfriend on New Year's Day and desperately hoping that by the time my next lot of exams come around we'll have worked out how we're going to get through our gap year, without compromising our relationship or our respective travel plans. I can survive without everyone else. Sure, I'll miss them - a lot, actually - but I can live without them. I can't live without her.

"I'll love you like the stars above

  I'll love you 'till I die..."

~ Romeo & Juliet - Dire Straits

Pride & Poetry

'Twas Pride at the weekend (no longer am I a Pride virgin!) and although it was only my best friend and I that were available to go, I had a lot of fun and many pictures were taken, including the one to the right. I have no idea who the arm belongs to, but credit goes to them for waving that flag so well.

Not much in the way of wordiness today, just a wee scrap of poetry-ish-ness that I think complements the picture quite well.

How can you know what I am when I am so lost in time and stars?

We are never far from meaning in our daydreams

We bring the effervescent light of sound; so hard to see

Blinking, and brushing away whirling colours

Photoshopping Goodness

More pictures than words today. I've been spending a lot of time on a new digital painting of the Greek goddess, Athena (in the hopes of doing a series of female Olympians - Artemis will be next I feel). It's been taking the absolute piss to do; rather detailed. I will be posting it to deviantART when it's finished, but up until then I wanted to just post it as a WIP here.

The notes around it are just to myself - reminding me what I want. All credit to the stock artist whose work I used as a reference.

So anyway, I got very bored of Athena after a while (as I'm sure you can imagine), and started messing around on Photoshop, trying to make photographs look vintage, which I like doing. I ended up making a collage-y-type-thing of pictures that worked well being vintagified. That's right, vintagified. It's a word.

Au revoir.

Swing Me To Sunshine

At last I'm over the moon; I'm under the sun (Diamonds And Pearls - The Holloways).

Well, methinks it is time to get this words-and-pictures ball rolling. This is a poem I wrote last summer, but have since edited and refined. I thought it would be appropriate as Summer is - happily - now upon us.

Swing Me To Sunshine

Swing me to sunshine, and the sweet, lazy humming of summer

Swing me to fields of long grass swaying with the breeze

 

Swing me to vast, azure skies that touch the horizon on every side

And the whispering words of the soft-spoken trees

 

Swing me to the oppressive heat, and the stillness of the sultry air

Swing me to heavy, heady hours that drift out of mind

 

Swing me to the beat of the warming rays; back and forth

And the sepia-tinted, dark-framed view of the world