Do Fairies Die?

Or should I call it keyhole surgery? So, now I have got pink lettering (I don't normally like pink) but do I know how I made the lettering fillable innable in the first place? No, not me.

I am waiting for some music to arrive that I am going to do 31 drawings for. The music is beautiful and so are the titles. It's going to be fun.

Howling, howling winds . Tiles crashing. Trees roaring. Windows shuddering, me too.

Here's a really nice piece of lute playing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6b1jT_9qtXs

Magic Man

Once upon a time...ergg...magicians, clowns....worse than spiders. Gale warning alerts. Feels weird outside.

Speaking of eyes here's a link to Ojos de Brujo.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3dd7Zj--y8&feature=related

On a Lighter Note

There. Never leave in a snit.

I give up

I should just call this blog "On the Verge of a Panic Attack" which is what seems to be the case these days. Went to see the Klimt exhibition in Tarragona with Patrick and Alice who used to be Frank. I knew as soon as I stepped into the underground parking lot that Panickattackman was right beside me. I never actually do the fainting or I can't breathe, I can't breathe I just feel like I'm going to die and never escape.
Rotten day.
Don't know how I did the above. My turn to walk the dog. Rats. Everybody mad that I didn't want to go for a pizza. I don't even like pizza. Half an hour with Carcassi has slightly improved things.

Fancy Meeting You Here...

Photoshop 6. I swear this software morphs itself so one day it draws ink black lines and another fades from black to grey.

A momentous day for history.

Lime-green, transparent sea today.

Och, go on then...

You see! I hadn't even thought of doing this yesterday. It could turn into a mad, surrealistic circle of exchanging ideas, sounds and images. Oh dear and it's only Monday.

They're Out There.

Many, many years ago, I knew this lady and this is an old drawing I did of her that I found in a cupboard this morning. So, I've made it into an imaginary book cover but now I have done this I wonder if she is sending me a message from beyond? She was a great believer in flying saucers.

Sometimes I think I am plugged into something I don't know about. I mean where do these drawings actually come from?