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Magnetic Thoughts

Normally, I cannot sit down to write a poem to save my life, with two exceptions: one, I can compose poetry in modern(-ish)  Japanese which is laden with double entendres; and two, I can glance at a random collection of words on my refrigerator door and have an entire poem pop out at me, nearly complete, like some kind of linguistic Rohrschach test.

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Some of them are pretty epic:

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Others, pretty silly:

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Sometimes, two poems will sort of merge into one, like these two did:

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(My ‘little fish’ is a person, you see.)

Classic:

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Sometimes things get a bit suggestive:

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Other times, there’s no suggesting about it.

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But this is nothing compared to what I’ve done in the past. The sets of poetry magnets I have, you see, in addition to the ‘basic’ set, are ‘education’, ‘family’, and ‘naughty’. So you can imagine the kinds of things room mates of years past have been subjected to. 😛

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Mr. Moose’s Long Forgotten Art Blog

Whoops, forgot I had a blog there for a minute.

 

It isn’t that I haven’t been busy producing art. More like, I haven’t kept a regular blog since I was a teenager. Time gets tight, and things fall off the bottom of the priority list. I guess this blog was one for a bit. But! I decided to poke its corpse back to life using black magic and a stick. To celebrate, here is my latest work:

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“Mr. Moose,” 5in. X 7in. acrylic and sharpie on mini canvas board.

 

This was something I did for the sake of completing something fast. I have several other painting projects that I’ve been agonizing over lately, and I wanted to get something finished in just a couple of hours. It wound up being something in the neighborhood of four or five hours from the time that I painted over the original image (some lame snowman Christmas painting given to me by a co-worker, I think. Whoever it was, sorry, I painted over your painting. Come after me if you like.) until the time I finally decided to stop messing around with the details.

 

“Mr. Moose” is an old nickname of mine. Long story. As I said when I posted this painting on Facebook, things get weird when I try to paint my feelings. Anyways. This one is for sale or trade, but not currently available through my Etsy shop– I’m trying to move it on a more local, immediate level. Email enemyempire@gmail.com or get a hold of me in person if you know me.