Little smiles...faith...

Do not expect to find any logic in what follows. It's only random thoughts and ideas...


Ha! Done it agaaain! The straw that broke the camel's back [thank's for this one Arthur...]

Beeing alone [as in home alone or single] is by far the worst living nightmare I can go through. Fear of hights can be fought...but how can you fight a fear of abyss? Well as the immortal genius of Disney taught us all, "When you've hit the bottom, the only way left to go is up." So the smile is still there, so are the eagle eyes and the hunt and abandon continue...

I rediscovered lately my profound love for Jack Daniels. Who said that all that is really good in life is either immoral, illegal or fattening was soooo right....just let vices reign.

And let us not forget books. One of the few ways of expression that is capable of materializing the human soul. So long live books, and constitutions, and white sheets that simply cry to be filled with comments, poems, homework...

And then there's gorgeous eyes. Some look at the face, the clothes, the breasts, the legs, the muscles, the hair, the ass. I look at the eyes...and although I fight against it with all my coscious beeing blue-green light eyes always get to me. It's one of those situations when you don't even know anymore if you want to win or loose the battle...

Babysitting 21 year-olds can happen! And beeing a mommy feels soo good and fulfilling and pissign at the same time...I wonder how the parents of the world stand their children...[Note to self: The other way arround is cliché but still interresting to ask...]

Theme park rides rock! In the end you feel like you've been trapped in a Coke can all day long and somebody shook you up and down...

Oh! Aaand...let us not forget sentimental comas. Sugar-free, biological, self preservation techniques that induce drunken like effects on their victims preventing them from feeling all those grumpy, black, bad-hair, wrinkle-maker feelings...[side effects may appear: weird stuff like freedom, jumping arround, dance moves, and "I don't give a fuck!" sensations]

Having good friends next to you and the pair of perfect blue-green eyes above mentionned in front of you can make you feel life is perfect!

And to finsh this speech let us all keep a moment of silence and pay our respects to good kissers, french declarations of human rights, and teacups of morning hope...

[to E., F.V., Anto., Arthur and coconut flavoured rubber ducks]

Easy Prey

I would really apreciate any piece of advice, critics, ideas...

[I added the original piece that inspired me. I never took any drawing lessons so I need an image or an object to look at or at least some elements in order to draw...I can't imagine all the details...]


[to. Auré B.]