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Thursday, June 24th, 2010
3:54 pm
[fcuk__it]
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Monday, September 14th, 2009
7:42 pm
[fcuk__it]
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Wednesday, July 8th, 2009
2:49 pm
[candlebright86]
FINISHED!!!
I finally got my website finished!... If anyone has any feedbck on it, it's very much appreciated!!! :)

Http://www.andrew-carson.com




Current Mood: accomplished
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Monday, April 20th, 2009
2:04 am
[candlebright86]
New Website
I FINALLY got my website up and running!

It's at http://www.andrew-carson.com

the only thing not fully uploaded yet is my work, but there are links on the site as to where to find more...

Let me know what you think! :)

Andrew


Current Mood: artistic
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Monday, March 2nd, 2009
12:54 pm
[tina_imel]
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Monday, July 7th, 2008
9:35 pm
[george_rostov]
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Saturday, July 5th, 2008
3:26 pm
[george_rostov]
George Rostov
 
“Some never notice me in the Gents toilet. Some never see me, in the far corner, seemingly looking innocently at the dirty floor as I wait for the first golden drops to dribble out. Some never realise what I’m in there for, what I’m there for every day, each morning, patiently waiting for the right opportunity. Some never suspect; but others, mostly married, mostly old, they know. They know there’s a small hole drilled through the wooden partitions dividing the third and fourth cubicles, and that on the walls of the second, the telephone numbers of lonely transvestites and the sordid fantasies of middle-aged husbands are scrawled in biro. They know why the toothless pensioners furtively peer around, seemingly taking forever to dry their hands beneath the meek waft of air from the temperamental drier, it’s stiff circular button covered in a sticker, the design long since rubbed away, leaving only peeling white remains. They know the times of day when the cleaner arrives, her mop barging through the puddles of piss like a sword cutting through flesh, the toilet emptying out as she reloads the smashed-up paper dispensers, her hair greasy, her cheeks plump, swollen like an over-ripe fruit and her eyes vacant, dumb like that of a cow’s led to the slaughterhouse. 
They know what goes on....”
George Rostov’s blog is now online, dribbling with gratuitous references to fisting, faggotry and felching, and positively oozing with lewdness and filth (not to mention to Herpes and Hep C). Feel free to pour scorn and hate upon his immaculately tonsured head, and report him forthwith to the authorities.
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Tuesday, May 13th, 2008
12:46 pm
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Friday, November 23rd, 2007
11:35 pm
[avad]
studio
at work at the kichen table and in the studio

prepping for and really looking forward to upcoming Aqua Art Fair in Miami Dec 4-9

studio12

studiokitchen

studio12full
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Monday, September 3rd, 2007
2:36 pm
[fcuk__it]

This was something I wrote a few months ago, for someone I cared for/still care for very much.

THIS IS THE CLASSIC "WRONG TIMING" CASE
You are not a bad person and I cannot hate you. You are what I want, but I won't have you if I can't have all of you. It's either we are or we aren't. Nothing in between. You are my friend and I want it to stay that way, no matter what happens. You are in my life and I want you to stay there, but right now you are not at the place where I want you to be. Hovering in a gray area, lines get blurred and I was beginning to lose my grasp on what I can and cannot do and hope and ask for. I don't want you to hurt me and I don't want to hurt you, so for the moment, let's just stick to a place where we know where we stand. Fix whatever you have to get fixed, and I'll find whatever I have to find.

I don't know what the future holds. I'll only know what's supposed to happen when it does happen. I do not have a crystal ball, I do not have all the answers - I only have this life to live and this time around I need to live it for me. Figuratively, my heart is in a safe that you keep in your basement. It's yours if you want it, but you won't be able to open that safe until I let you. And no, I can't let you. Not right now. Because you don't know what you want.

You and me, we are a chapter in my book that I do not want to add a note of finality to. We are a chapter in my book that I do not want to close for good; instead, merely bookmark. When the time is right, I'll go back to our chapter & the story will be allowed to play out, whether it be through the eyes of just friends or through the eyes of lovers, the way it was meant to be played out.

But the chapter had to be closed, in the end, because he wasn't the person I thought (and really wanted to believe) he was. Oh well. Life goes on.
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Thursday, August 23rd, 2007
12:53 am
[avad]
Third Letter
Third Letter
'Third Letter'
to the unknown from the artist at 27 (1999)
(nails, acrylic, aluminum sheeting over wood)
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Sunday, August 19th, 2007
12:18 am
[lolamaria]
Cold Crush
Distinct face of paleness ridiculous to the core. Attached there are huge windows of dark pearls. It stares at me with sparkles of light interupted by blinks of feathers. This was all in the daylight.

Skirt of black rubber slippers under pairs of white sticks, I think they call feet. Dancing in the air like nobody's there I saw these all that paralizing moving picture made me stare.

Retained in my soul and forever it stays this way: remembering you with your ghostly coiffure of brown and black like the sea when it attacks in a stormy whether; it's fierce and dark yet it's lovely like horror movies. I want it with each part of me.

It is you alone and only you makes me giggle right out of the blue. I am highly dillusional and how sweet is that? Your words, your ways, are weird and tall like a scottish mansion that I'd like to explore.

I wonder sometimes if it is only me or if onetime you've also wanted me.
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Saturday, June 30th, 2007
8:06 pm
[thedarksun]
artist feature :: ray caesar

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Thursday, April 5th, 2007
3:38 pm
[spilledpills]
as requested...some poetry:)
Rebel riot girls defying notions
I bleed and shake taking you through the motions
Scars lie and the wound never heals
Its me from the world that your heart steals
Magic love potions and fairy dust eyes
Cotton candy cheeks and white creamy thighs
I hide behind this exotic mask
I wish living was an easier task
Doll face and blue veins
Every time I cry I can feel the reigns.




Sleepy aura makes for lazy days
I awake shakey and in a drug haze
Afflictions and addictions
Abuses and conflictions
Sad and true are the dream lands
Cold and clammy are my tarnished hands
Lies and sick men
I exist only through my pen
Obscure expressions
Insane confessions
Heavy eye lids and wrinkled skin
I belong to fantasy and not to sin.



just two that i had available:)

Current Mood: artistic
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Wednesday, April 4th, 2007
4:51 pm
[spilledpills]
greetings.
im new.
just thought i would try to make some friends on this community.
seems we all have so much in common.
im in seattle late 20's.really into art and i write poetry:)

add?

Current Mood: amused
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Wednesday, March 21st, 2007
4:13 pm
[salmailart]
Instructional Drawing...
Hi , i have just joined this community and for my first post i would like to tell you about my most recent project that you may wish to take part in....
for further information about me please look at my journal r get in touch via e-mail.
thanks Rachael.

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Instructional Drawing
Deadline: None

Brief: Using the postal system, please send me a written drawing instruction which involves any media and any technique. Please send the instruction on a post card sized surface (6x4inch).

The drawing instruction can be as detailed or as vague as you wish. The instruction can contain an image on the post card (i.e an example of the instruction or background image), but must also include a written version of the instruction.

Examples of drawing instructions :

* Draw a line with a ruler and pencil 10-cm long along the left had side of the drawing surface.

OR...

*Paint a free hand circle.

OR

* Walk over the drawing surface

***Use your imagination and instruct me to create my drawings.***


An original instructional drawing will be sent back to those who participate so please include your name and address.

Contact: Please send your mail to the following address
Rachael Elwell
37 Arthur Millwood Court
Rodney Street
Salford
Lancashire
M3 5HR
England.

e-mail: postalart@hotmail.co.uk blog: http://salmailart.livejournal.com/

Current Mood: busy
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4:34 pm
[aorthah]
HAZE
Hi!
I wish to present you the new web-zine-galery, devoted to the modern art of Belarus: photo, painting, music. On h-a-z-e.org you will find MP3 of belarus experimental electronic music projects.

raw n^d
knyaz` mishkin
karaoke vomit
doctor damon
samantha smit
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