Time to make me...

Today I make myself known. Today, I make myself. Painting, drawing, creating is what defines me. What is missing is what I need to project through art. Perhaps there is not enough of this. I can't project this onto people I love because that is not fair. I have pushed my anger, fragility and pain onto other people. I need to just do...

Houses on one side and the sea on the other

I was riding in my car, across a winding road with large grand houses on one side, and the lapping sea on the other. I swear I have been there before, but it was all in a dream.

... and with such imagery in my head, I didn't want to wake up.

People are strange... illustrations

People are strange from Denis Fongue on Vimeo.

Paper cutout... Jeremy Messersmith - Tatooin

Jeremy Messersmith - Tatooine from Eric Power on Vimeo.

Love....

Gone Goodbye - A short film from Session 7 Media on Vimeo.

Paint

I am grateful and frustrated at the same time. If only I had dedicate my heart, my hands, my love to painting, where would I be now?

The gum was in my mouth

We stood there stealing glimpses at each other. Either of us too proud?, afraid? to see read what was exactly written on each other's face. Our mouths moved round and round in circles, chewing the piece of gum that had been chewed for the past hour. I could feel the residue of the rubber sticking to my teeth.

A strange sequence of events occurred, an one that was all so familiar.

As we stood there, a group of journalists flooded into the small room. Lights, microphones scurried across my vision. Now, I could only catch Pedro in bits. He is still looking down, shooting small glimpses my way.

Then, before I knew it, like always, I see him walking across the window and out of my life. Like every other time. This time, the gum in my mouth have tied my speech. I could no longer call out to him. That was when I woke up.