Silent Articulations

Visual Literacy work

2008-09-29T12:11:00.000-07:00

The kid shall be a pirate!

2008-09-15T14:10:00.000-07:00

A baby blanket I quilted this summer for the newest addition to our crazy, huge family.
Jackson Rauls was born September 15th. :D

Photograms

2008-09-15T14:05:00.000-07:00

The world was amiss.
Everywhere were the evidences of decay...
Decay of the sense, decay of the mind.
Caught up in all the dreams
that were left behind
or smothered.

Everyday will be worse than tomorrow;
Whispers of failure.
But somehow... somehow
Dear old Uncle Jude provides comfort,
Provides hope, provides a way out,
Through thickets and thorns.
Exhaustion, anxiety,
That's the road up,
The road beyond mental decay.
Fucked up states of mind
And rooftops.

yellow high heels

2008-09-06T16:34:00.000-07:00

I wish I could see you in those yellow high heels. Walking towards me or away, I loved you either way. Your hips traced out a charm, whipped up desire out of midair. At the sight of your smile I melted and pooled at your feet like a crayon left in the car. And even though I knew you'd be gone with the slightest breeze, I let you take me.

Into your enchantment I slipped greedily, for it had been so long... so long since I had dreamt, so long since I had seen the world in colours instead of black and white. Though, ironically enough, you were the only colour in midst of everything, the rest of the world had lost pigment and it all nearly died.