vrijdag 27 maart 2009

donderdag 26 maart 2009

Mandorla

Once upon a time there was a old man, sitting in a shepherd's shed.
Looking out of the window while he was thinking.
Thinking of the summer...... Happy days were that he said to himself.
It was such a long time a go when even saw sunshine.

Days go by, weeks, months and years flow by.
Every second of a moment, he didn't realised it.
No receive... cut of from the outside.
Bringing his lonely days behind the window glass.

Then the unexpected happened...
While his eyes opened wider, his hearth was beating faster.
He ran to the door.
But when the time was there to open the door,
there was a moment of doubt.

A unknown force pushed the door open.
Robust squall entered the shed.
When he looked out side, he saw that there was a strange faint shadow.
For just a second he closed his eyes.
There was nothing, gone....

Writen words were the remains.

Little wings, evil eyes and an sinister smile made it perfect.The paper would not curl up from fear.Colours will not change of the dark.Only the one who controles it could lose his temper.

Now he knew, he would never come out of that shed again....

vrijdag 20 maart 2009

Just dream on my little boy



A little lullaby for you.
That I couldn't take care of you.
But still I find it difficult to,
to be without you.
sleepwell,
I love you.


woensdag 18 maart 2009

dinsdag 10 maart 2009

little me and Mr G


Note: the pink letters on the diary is kinda off the hook I think.
Isn't looking that nice but will survive one failure.

zaterdag 7 maart 2009

Loverboys

Hearing it on the radio or TV.
Reading it in the newspaper.
Almost everyday.

Why doesn't it stop?
Why can't they stop?
Why do they do it?
It's everywhere
It's a pleasure for them and pain for us

?


It's so easy to write it over and over. We all know that we think of him or her every day but when we finally see him or her...
we can't breath
our heart beat is razing
and the only thing we have in our minds is... I love you.
I wish loving was so easy... but it isn't
hoping for the best than...

Call it childish


This art style is also know as herman brood. It's something what most people find weird or not real art. But remember everything is art when you look it in a way.. like I do.

Light or dark




Can you see the difference between just a light or a dark colour. It changes a lot. What do you like the most... white or black, dark or light?

Little spring


vrijdag 6 maart 2009

woensdag 4 maart 2009