Category Archives: art

A Prayer to War in the name of Love

I knew the dream well, my mind lived inside of the world…. a little girl, swirling without a care, there, until she was so dizzy, she would fall…. I fell over and over myself, the falls became easier the recovery

A Prayer to War in the name of Love

I knew the dream well, my mind lived inside of the world…. a little girl, swirling without a care, there, until she was so dizzy, she would fall…. I fell over and over myself, the falls became easier the recovery

LE PETIT PRINCE by A.St.Exupery

Code “IS” Poetry!!!

I am doing my happy dance because my PHP is working!!!! Such a distinct and unique sense of satisfaction. I feel like the puzzle master right now because I have made a chinese restaurant menu print out menu items by

LE PETIT PRINCE by A.St.Exupery

Code “IS” Poetry!!!

I am doing my happy dance because my PHP is working!!!! Such a distinct and unique sense of satisfaction. I feel like the puzzle master right now because I have made a chinese restaurant menu print out menu items by

Digital Dreamscapes

This semester I am taking an advanced Photoshop course. Having used Photoshop for many years (over ten!) I have picked up some great tricks and some bad habits. It has been fun having my teacher K.S. correct my erroneous ways

Digital Dreamscapes

This semester I am taking an advanced Photoshop course. Having used Photoshop for many years (over ten!) I have picked up some great tricks and some bad habits. It has been fun having my teacher K.S. correct my erroneous ways

Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen)

I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the lord but you don’t really care for music do you? Well it goes like this the forth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift

Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen)

I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the lord but you don’t really care for music do you? Well it goes like this the forth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift

this life

this patter in the morning is invading my dream my waking is adulterated by strange symphonies what world is this which I am opening my eyes to? The first light of spring the first unfolding unfurling of a snow white

this life

this patter in the morning is invading my dream my waking is adulterated by strange symphonies what world is this which I am opening my eyes to? The first light of spring the first unfolding unfurling of a snow white