Eastern Hideaway Spread

Art Nouveau in We're Back

Art nouveau. My interest in it actually began with the LOTR Trilogy, particularly Arwen's room and Rivendell in general, but the pics online of it aren't very clear. Will post later on that, but for the present, I think these shots from We're Back give a nice example of the style that I like a lot.

Mark Boutavant Illustrator

Mark Boutavant illustration

Constellation of Dreams

Speaking of dreams, here's a little jibberish I wrote sometime back.

Constellation of dreams

Gather your fears and blossoms of fright

To offer at the gate

Prepare to travel through the land of whimpering throats and watching eyes

Guardians of light

Connecting the blinking cosmos of dots

Enduring the sun’s fire is worth the wait

For in this journey

You find your inward joy and internal fight

The setting star carves a door through the rambling rush of noise

And marvels are born of silent nights

Blue clouds of crumbling blaze

Hot enough to roast a cake

Long stretch unshielded from wandering Slashers

Violent billows break the three-mast ship of sailing

This is part of the plan

Hurled into the realm of winking wallabies

Dancing around an erupting fire of bon

Rub your eyes and shake your head yes

Winding willows wince under the weight of centuries

Rootwork channeling deep tremors in the crafts of man

Traversing language and genius to feed by the tender brook of matter

Call for the mulberry moon to explain the reasons and give you passwords of rhyme

Your back sprouts wings of goose down

Hungry you spot a grove of glazed donuts enclosed in a hedge of stone

Yet the Passageway is guarded by cunning Whisperers

Who seek your fingers

No other escape but the

Water below the bridge runs blue with ink

Scribbling nonsense as it laps the sandy shore

Chanting wolves lurk in the shadowy forest reading all the water tells

Who goes there in this withering territory?

Cries the Wolf Sovereign

I only want to eat something sweet you say

You should try fruit instead and this river of ink is quite good with bread beams the King of Wolves

Ask the raccoons for some baked rolls

They steal it from the belly of wandering ships

Greedily you take from the forest bushes berries of black and dip your loaf in the inky drink

Oblivious to the wolves encircling

Licking their shiny fangs dripping with blue ink

Holding a million secrets and tales in the sapphire liquid

All of a sudden your foot slips on a rock and you tumble head first into the swift current of azure

Sinking deep

Inhaling gasps of it into your lungs

Stinging your eyes

Stifling a scream

The feathers of your wings absorb pounds of wet ink and pull you under

It tastes like

Fresh cut lawn, birthday cake, car exhaust, chlorine, buttery popcorn, and old concrete buildings

Spoiled milk, licking your finger from a paper cut, cotton candy, mothballs, salty tears and burning coal

The wolves scatter back to their caves

Shrieking about lost causes and the coming first light

As your mind succumbs to the waves

Leaving puddles of blue where you once stood by the inky edge

Spell the words

Only the wolves can read

A distant chanting sound from across the depths

Dawn is rushing to greet you

Fawns frolic in the blushing morn

Outside your bedroom window

Whatever thoughts have behooved you

Have been wrestled

Ironed out in the turbulent night, the blistered crinkles of your mind

Lashes flutter

*alarm blaring*

Artwork by Dr. Seuss and the wolf halloween mask you can buy online:)

I Dream of MacBooks and Cameras

Some mouth-watering shoes and technology that I dream of at night

oh, yes, and flying giraffes.

The Irregular Choice flats in Simps--very future, very chic, very feminine. i like.

Canon Pro Camera EOS-1

Nikon D300

iPod Touch

Classic iPod white with white vintage Panasonic headphones. Pic by the Cherry Blossom Girl blog

MacBook Pro

Old apartment somewhere in my dreams where giraffes have bat-like wings and flap across the walls in herds.

Books on their Shelves

Books and shelves with piles of books stacked on them. Ahh bliss.

Paulline Baynes Illustrator

Paulline Baynes is one of my favorite children's illustrators. I first discovered her beautiful work in the C.S. Lewis book, The Magician's Nephew.

Paulline Baynes inspiration-space in England