This piece is entitled Beautiful Rage. Made in Adobe Photshop with my own personal photo. I may come back and create a piece of poetry to go with this later. Most likely
My whole life an elevator, ups and downs, towards a destination, not yet found, sometimes I get stuck, hit the emergency brake, I stop there for a while, wonder how much more I can take. Eventually I’ll get off, level two or three, I’ll wander around, find another part of me. Stay higher than the low, yet lower than the high, keep it in the middle, or at least I try. Stay away from level one, stay away from the basement, it’s harder than in sounds, to my amazement.
She’s almost gone. I may never hear her voice again. Death is upon her. Growing rapidly like an untamed wildfire. I wish I could save her. I wish I could be the hero. But what is a fifteen year old girl to do. I haven’t the power to stop this. More than my best friend, a part of my soul may very well be gone soon. And all I can do is sit and endure the pain. If need you rest, may it be in peace.
The new collage project I’m working on in digital design. Still in progress. I need to tone it down and show depth.
“Go back to leap a little further”
“You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take”
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