Monday, May 31, 2010

her mayhem mind

She is the witch at the Black Mountain.
She loathes the sun and your smiling face.
She chants death and triumphs the catuss.
She casts spells on us in her premonitory drawings.

{ lady blackenthered }

{ flolady }

{ pop }

{ smokey o }

She is the one whose mayhem mind I exalt.

*drawings by Yola Blackenthered, my Mother Black.
ps: Thank you for drawing meee Mama!!! Love!
Love! Love!

Thursday, May 27, 2010

the trial of the smokey ghost

These are the crimes of my friend, the quiet Smokey Ghost. She has been sentenced to death for first degree brilliance in magically demonizing smokifying portraits of her beloved ones.

Victims fall in fugue and jolt from her silent spell.

The court announce gallows for her end.

Execution shall be commenced at dawn at the seventh day of the seventh moon.

Look! Below! The evil works of her hands!

{ evidences found in her asylum }

Unwise is the judge to forget... dude, she's a fucking ghost. You can't kill her no more.

*digitalisms by The Shakapuff O, my smokie mate.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

kylie crab

Crabs live in the inter-tidal zone of the oceans, where tides rise and fall twice every day. This is the most dynamic and changeful place on earth, but also the most nutrient rich. Because of the constant change, Crabs have developed a hard outer shell for protection. You Crabs can use the hard outer shell of your home as your protection. But it's more than just that. Typically, your sensitive Crabs can hold your feelings quietly behind your own walls.

Crabs also have large pinching claws, and you Cancerians can hold onto things, especially from the past. You are fiercely loyal and have a difficult time letting go. But you are also quick to bring those you love inside the safety of your outer shell while you nurture them. Your love is protective, but unless tempered, can be smothering.

Your motto could be, "A good defense is the best offense." Like a Crab in its cave, your attack can consist of baiting your opponent into your territory. What appears to be a retreat to others can be your best aggressive tactic. As you feel your way through life, building your security by developing your home and family relationships, remember that unexpressed anger can turn into resentment and depression, so find someone you can trust and share your feelings.

Element: Water.
Astrologically, the water element symbolizes emotion. Water runs deep; it seeks its own level and will flow until it has found it. The cycle of water is endless with the snows falling in the mountains and melting. The mountain streams join to make the great rivers that run to the sea. The tides and currents churn the oceans. Similarly, our feelings are flowing as they connect the present with past experiences. Sometimes the waters are so deep that we cannot put words to our feelings. The water of Cancer is that of the changing tides. Regular rhythms that bring food and nurture the creatures who live there. But this is also about the water of a smoothly surfaced lake. No movement is apparent, yet beneath the surface there is movement, currents and much hidden activity.

House: Fourth.
The Fourth House is related to the mother. It is where we are nurtured, and takes in not only our real mother, but all those who nurture us -- especially early in life. This is the house of childhood surroundings. It is where we retreat from the noise of the outer world.

Key Planet: Moon.
The Moon is always changing, not even the same two nights in a row. It races around the Earth once a "month," and as such we are familiar with her regularly repeating patterns. Women's menstrual cycles are naturally tied to the lunar rhythm, putting them in closer touch with the subconscious realms of the Moon. But to man and woman alike, the Moon is the key to our feelings and our emotional cycles. As the key planet of Cancer, the Moon symbolizes our basic needs -- how we need to be nurtured and how we nurture others.

Greatest Strength: Your ability to nurture others.

Possible Weakness: Fear of the past repeating in the future.

{ a prescription reposted from my sweet fellow-cancerian. }

I think I'd prefer to be a heartless explorer instead of a devoted nurturer. "Nurturing" sounds too lactoseey for me, and definitely heartbreaking.

Speaking of a certain "difficulty", yes it's hard Mek, I wish I can instantly decide on this, but I can't. Though it does sound very tempting indeed... But I promise I'll try to unwrap this with the best rationality I can slap my ass with instead of giving in to my theoretically-declared personally-proven crab shell tendencies.

So for now, at least these couple of days, I'll just go Kylie.

Monday, May 24, 2010

a teeny weeny coconut sip

{ the drama clouds. }

{ the dancing shadows. }

{ the happy jumping man. }

{ the colors on the girls. }

{ the little bubble-chasers.}

{ the flying ponies. oh can you see the flying ponies? }

*playing: The Youth - MGMT

Friday, May 14, 2010

crap united

"'s my life to wreck. my own way."

[ pencil + pen + watercolor + illustrator + photoshop ]

*playing: Alma Matters - Morrissey