one does not simply forget
symmetry
purple, yellow, red, and blue
not that i'm watching
but none of us are see through
orange and brown
pink and green
what does any of this really mean?
sometimes / most times i'm just rambling
pay your debts
forget your fines
one does not simply forget
symmetry
I feel the elements really strong these days
i feel the wind and rain pulsing through my veins like a hurricane
hours feel like days
they talk of spring and summer like it's just around the corner
i just want the rain
i just want a snow storm
i just like the feeling of having to stay warm
there's a new moon on Tuesday
and this americano is just about drank
I need a shower
time to start another day
I updated my Macbook Pro to Yosemite and now it runs very, very slow.
I shouldn't get a rainbow pinwheel every time I try to type an email.
Not cool, Apple. I trusted you.
When magic is on your side, do not question why; just enjoy the ride.
If you talk shit about modern politics you're considered a terrorist
before that you we were communists
and before that some other adjective
keep your head up soldier
fly that flag a little higher
i can still see the sun and no ones going home until this war is won
Can you spot the moon?
This picture doesn't even come close to doing justice to this sunset but hopefully you can still feel the magic.
Be free!
It's not the first time
the skies have turned to grey
yet we still fear some inevitable ending tide
it's just a little rain
you won't drive off that bridge
no not today
you probably never will
of course...
thunder can make your head wonder
And sometimes...
the lightening can be frightening
but don't go stresin the storms
it's not the end of the world
One year ago I walked up to a girl and I rambled a mouth full of words.
Never until that moment have I felt so entranced that I had to pour out my soul to an almost stranger.
I wish for the sake of story telling I could tell you what I said, but you can't imagine the amount of nervous I was feeling in that moment. Or maybe you can.
It was genuine though. I said it all man.
A confession of attraction and longing for more than just a quick fix. To share a moment, whatever that may mean.
I just had to know this magical foxette and who she really is.
But damn... I'm sitting here in my living room... thinking... I do a lot of that.
It feels like a fairy tale. It feels genuine and real.
And it's been a year?!
What the what is time anyway?
Sometimes it feels like more than that.
Sometimes it feels like only minutes.
I still get stomach knots and anxious in her presence. She's gorgeous!
Love is patient.
Love is weird.
Love is awkward.
Love is honest.
Life is but a dream...
I could keep rambling about lovesick, sappy shit for pages and pages, but I really should keep packing to move into this new apartment.
I just needed to document this happening because... because life is about the moments.
It helps the brain process to talk it out.
Or write it down.
Anyway...
Sabrina Janae... I love you babay.
Thanks for giving this tramp a chance.
...ABC
I've been moving into the new apartment.
Ever gradually.
A new beginning begins.
I love moving, maybe more than I should.
There's just something about a fresh space to decorate.
I can only rearrange the same place so many times before I get complacent in every arrangement.
But one day I still hope for a cabin in the woods.
Every day walk out on the same porch to see nature do her ways. Today is not that day.
...ABC
Sooo... Sabrina and I did Christmas (or should I say Foxmas) today because she will be out of town with her family on Christmas proper.
It was my favorite holiday weather: cool, foggy, and rainy.
Also I wanted to show off our tree and the awesome presents my Foxette got for me!
Also not pictured is an awesome new rain coat and some palo santo.
I gots a lot of words scrambling in my head, but unsure how to properly type it all out.
Happy Foxmas Babay Girl! Thanks for making me feel real good like.
I'm moving from NE Portland to NW Portland in just a few days.
It's a much more spacious apartment and I'll finally have a shower again.
Anything I could want to get to is within walking distance.
Even Forest Park is just around the corner and work will be a 2 block walk.
Not to mention I'll be living with two of my best friends.
Moving on up the hill!
Excited for the future!
Thank you magic.
I've officially started working on a new band with some friends and I'm excited to see what happens.
It's going to feel good to hold a mic again, it's my favorite weapon. Been way too long, man.
Life is always happening
It never, ever stops
Do what it is you want
it doesn't matter what the news says or what the grown ups taught
if we really want to be free you gotta trust in me.
Be Free!
-ABC
With winter rain comes the curly mane.
So It's a beautiful, drizzly grey day in Portland, Oregon...
So me and The Pretty went out to Sauvie Island to cut down a Christmas tree today.
I've never cut down my own tree before. Holy Zeus It smells so good!
The whole experience makes me feel pretty fuzzy inside.
Especially seeing Sabrina all smiley. That girl is some kind of magic man.
Anyway... I'll post more pictures once it's all decorated and stuff!
Today I spent the first 3 hours of bring awake drawing, drinking coffee, and sneaking smiles at Foxette between her busy coffee making responsibilities.
After which I did a little Christmas shopping, and saw lots of half naked Santas running down the streets of Northwest Portland.
But now it's time to settle down (the most I can that is) and make coffee for the next 7 or so hours.
So if you need some caffeine or just feel like keeping me company come see me at Vivace.
Be Free!
-ABC
These posts are fun. I have a blog. I pay $30 a month for this webprint.
Yet I feel I've seen, felt, and learnt more in the last year than I could ever transcribe into print.
Truth is I spend a lot of time drawing: pictograph comics, weird scribble sketches, pastel thing its, Alfreds.
Yet I rarely ever share the most of them. Why? I don't know. I really don't.
I want to make prints of this and that but I'm not there yet. It'll happen.
i've learned a lot about patience in this past year. I've learned a lot about myself.
I have been in a relationship with Sabrina Walker for almost a year now. That's a big wow! She's a remarkable and stunning individual. I could ramble on for pages about how she makes me happy. I've never felt a love like this.
I have learned a great deal about politics and let me tell you shit is fucked up. Our climate is changing, people are out of work, our (United States) government is corrupt, and we're not doing enough about it. The old don't want to talk about it and the young don't want to think about it. That's not an opinion. That's a fact.
I got a new job and work a whole lot. A little more than I want but I need the bucks to do what I want.
What is that you ask? Simply said to make money off of art. To create a free and open network.
How? Well that goes back to patience and hard work.
I don't expect the most of people to get it. I sometimes question my focus myself.
Yet my dream of a Sleepwalking Collective has expanded from just me to me plus three and already others have expressed interest in joining this adventure.
But you're just drawing pictures. How's that suppose to account for anything? That goes back to having patience. I'm only at Moment 93.
From what I've gathered thus far life is about moments, connections, gratitude, and love.
I want to give the world something genuine but that stuff can't be rushed.
Life as of late? It's pretty damn great. As for the details.... It's not all that important anyway.
I'm telling you I'm happier than I've ever been. There's a lot of messed up shit happening but there's power in communion with your fellow (wo)man.
Reach out to others but don't break your back.
The ones worth your time will always reach back.
Who's you talking to A.B.? Oh nobody friend. I'm just rambling.
