Antony And The Johnsons - You Are My Sister lyrics
You are my sister, we were born
So innocent, so full of need
There were times we were friends but times I was so cruel
Each night I'd ask for you to watch me as I sleep
I was so afraid of the night
You seemed to move through the places that I feared
You lived inside my world so softly
Protected only by the kindness of your nature
You are my sister
And I love you
May all of your dreams come true
We felt so differently then
So similar over the years
The way we laugh the way we experience pain
So many memories
But there's nothing left to gain from remembering
Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know
You are my sister
And I love you
May all of your dreams come true
I want this for you
They're gonna come true (gonna come true)
Antony And The Johnsons and their MySpace Indie / Experimental / Folk Rock
I update my playlist with "you are my sister"
Monday, September 14, 2009
Save the balls!!
Patrik Bundeli, aka 2Much during a period when he was trying to quit smoking he decided to buy a package of ping pong balls and every time he felt the urge to smoke he would start painting one of the balls. After a while he had a very large number of those balls and began filling them with cotton and gluing them together to create these “totems” and Save the balls! kind of born hahaha
I find this very interesting, don't you? maybe everytime a feel the urge to eat something sweet I should do something like this!! T___T
Cart Before The Horse
Reading Freaky little Things the blog of Ive, I came across with these artists, Cart Before The Horse is all about handmade dolls quilting and lost of beatiful things, I fell in love with their lovely art immidiatly, their are having a giveaway on their blog and their art is a must see even without the giveaway! hehehe go and check theme out!!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
The RAINN- bow Project
"The RAINNbow Project is a fundraising cooperative of artists, from around the world, who are donating original works of art for the benefit of RAINN."
RAINN Rape, Abuse & Incest National Network
I made this two pieces of art for the fundraising, if you want to know more about the project, participated yourself or support us by buying the art please go here: The RAINNbow Project
I've always wanted to participate in something like this, something bigger than myself, something in which hopefully I could bring some help to others.
2 new envelopes for the Mail Me Art2 project
I finish this last month but I forgot about it hehehe......it's my september submition for the Mail Me Art2 Project, and this below is for october, both made with acrylics and markers.
Lately I've been worried because the art I've seen on the Mail Me Art2 Project it's more like street-graffiti-monster-art like and my stuff doesn't look like that at all.....my family think that it doesn't matter but.....I don't know....what do you think?!?!?!
Monday, September 7, 2009
E.E. Cumming Poem
I don't search for poetry intentionally even thought I like it, but sometimes poetry make is way to me, when such things happend I like to write it here on my blog, I think this kind of things are at least to me worth shearing because I find theme beatiful, creative and exeptionally inspiring.
I carry your heart with me by E.E.Cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
American poet Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962)
I carry your heart with me by E.E.Cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
American poet Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962)
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