Gen NY header Sunday, Feb 24 2008
Uncategorized 3:47 pm
Lost in Translation. I don’t need fancy, empty words. Saturday, Feb 16 2008
Lyrics and quotes 10:44 pm
The kind of inspiration that can’t be seen. I draw many things, for one reason that cannot be explained in one word.
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No matter what loneliness comes,
no matter what pain you feel,
you mustn’t close your eyes to it.
Because even if you lose all your
words, even if you say it doesn’t matter,
if you stumble
it will be there to help you up.
That’s the kind of thing it is.
-from SURREAL by Hamasaki Ayumi
Supposing life is a momentary dream
It would be like a flower
Even if destined to fall
It is all the more precious for its transience
-from Dolls by Hamasaki Ayumi
If you only look
You will never get it
If you only look
It will never be yours
-from Catcher in the Light by Hamasaki Ayumi
There were
Only a few things
Truly important and necessary
And the rest were mainly decorations
-from alterna by Hamasaki Ayumi
It’s not so simple, I don’t care even if I look laughable
-from until that Day… by Hamasaki Ayumi
I want to live,
I want to give
I’ve been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It’s these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.
-from Heart of Gold by Neil Young
Till next time. Whatever.
Feels like cliche (I’m on an old roll) Saturday, Feb 16 2008
Uncategorized 9:44 pm
Colour pencil on black paper. They’re here because they existed. Manifestation, identification, and delusion. Self-explanatory. It’s too corny to say it in words. Old stuff. Boy, have I grown.
Hyde down there was real recently done. Like, just a moment ago. A rather painful moment.
Lyrics next. (Huh. Can’t help it. Had to put them in sooner or later)
Not enough Love to go round this World Saturday, Feb 16 2008
Black and White hyde, Jrock, pastel, sex, white on black 9:26 pm
HYDE of L’Arc~en~Ciel in one heckuvan outift. White pastel on black paper. I confess that I’ve failed to do justice to his cuteness. But for all my faults, you shall never know which is that I’ve commited. Weird grammar. I tried, I can at least say with pride.
