'wonder' around through the wonderland, make multicoloured bubbles, float along your dreams, do not let anybody bring you down
29/04/2012
26/04/2012
25/04/2012
As time goes by, run free
Grow wings and spread them each time you feel blase in one place, smoke your fears away, live on the spur of the moment, try to catch the mane of horses running free through your dreams, avoid embracing shadows of what rapture could really be
21/04/2012
19/04/2012
The true side of the wonderland
Drawing made during classes and my favourite Russian cartoons, a masterpiece of the genre
18/04/2012
14/04/2012
12/04/2012
Rain, rain, Je m'en fiche! I have Hunter
Could not help it, have to post this, my first Hunters are delivered :-)
And guess what?! Today is a rainy day, somebody will be happy, happy :-)
Stranger in the Night
When you find yourself with one foot in reality and another
one in the tangled territory of dreams, you just wish for a friendly hand to
wake you up from a nightmare. The scream
of the owl followed by the barking of a dog somewhere near, in the dark of the
city, give you shivers down your spine. As the cold sweat dries off on your
forehead, you come to your senses just to realize that the worst nightmare has
already been released in your meaningless life.
In the mourning silent of the night, street is disturbed by lonely
steps of a stranger, just like we have become.
11/04/2012
02/04/2012
Feeling analysis
Rushing from one goal to another, from one decision to
another, you may find an empty reflection in the mirror, a strange yourself,
disconnected from everything that once was making you smile. Gathering
emotional baggage can be a burden once you discover that there is nobody to
help you carrying the weight. Just trying to sort out old experiences it will
take a while, and by the time you manage to toss away painful memories, you
will wake up one morning to find yourself alone, with a bunch of lovable
souvenirs, disappointingly fewer than you expected.
Once you get rid of the
noise produced by the dark and despair in your life, you may want to get a
grasp of what happiness looks like. To enhance the clarity of a lost shared
love, you might be tempted to roll bottles under the bed, while you roll over
night butterflies in your bed, or to race with time to see who can smoke more
ephemeral cigarettes of passion. But it is only the night who can become your
ally, capable of wrapping everything in bubble plastic bags, offering comfort
and shelter. In the heavy velvet of
silence you will rediscover the edges of your dreams and possible solutions to
bring them back to the day light of reality.
The search for the right pattern to fit into the perfect
image might squeeze tears and sighs, until one day you will reach the one that
identifies entirely to your expectations. In this phase of this deep heart scan
it is utterly easy to mirror back and forth all your life and draw a genuine
spark in your eyes. The wisest action would be to make a backup of this state
of soul and hide it deep inside our hearts, but we never do it, therefore we end
up writing the preface of the same story over and over again, constantly.
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