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Small Press Big Mouth: We are FOUR!
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Wednesday, 12 June 2013. The first episode of Small Press Big Mouth. Went live FOUR year ago yesterday! Huge thanks, as ever, to the Geek Syndicate. Boys for hosting it for us and all their encouragement and support; to Stacey. For inviting me to co-host and thank you to everyone who listens in and puts up with our ever-rarer whitterings and whittlings! Cheers, you great big beautiful SPBMers, you! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Welcome to Small Press Big Mouth's Blog. Small Press Big Mouth. Avoid t...
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THE NAO OF BROWN
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On April 5th, 2011. On March 30th, 2011. Been too busy drawing to post blogs… But here’s a little peep at part of panel two, page sixty nine. Posted in Spare time. On February 17th, 2011. Posted in Spare time. On December 12th, 2010. When I last drew comics, it was in a time before Photo Shop (at least, a time before. Posted in Spare time. On November 10th, 2010. Having to move some stuff from one studio to another last week, I unearthed some VHS tapes and one of them was my old showreel. Not too long ag...
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TUNP | The Undecided Nurit Pazner | Page 2
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The Undecided Nurit Pazner. Newer posts →. February 3, 2009. January 18, 2009. There is beauty to see and touch and balance and smell and think and taste and hear and detect. It was sensationally awful. It was as skanky as the food at Alinea’s. With the pastry chef: “What is small and has ganache in it? 8221; they told him. Later, at home, I watched perfection personified in the form of Anderson Cooper of. This is yellow juice! Illustration by Clinton Jackson White. The Undecided Nurit Pazner. This is a ...
sana-blindfocus.blogspot.com
midnightlifegazing: July 2013
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Ramblings in free verse. I write because its easier than talking. View my complete profile. Tuesday, July 30, 2013. I'm doing fine,. A gust of wind blew the leaves in her direction. One particular leaf shaped like an ordinary leaf. Leaped at her face,. And lodged itself firmly between her glasses. But she continued unaware. She was really tired,. She didn't really care. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A gust of wind blew the leaves in her direction sh. As I stood and watched. Have we met before?
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midnightlifegazing: October 2012
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Ramblings in free verse. I write because its easier than talking. View my complete profile. Sunday, October 14, 2012. My head is filled with conversations. Lets meet later,. I need to tie up the threads together. WATER, WAter, water. No grown up talks here. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My head is filled with conversations. As I stood and watched. Have we met before? LAST 45 HOURS TO GRAB BLOOD SONGS! THAT WAS THEN, THIS IS NAO (TROISIÉME ACTE). Last days as OOSA guest artist.
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midnightlifegazing: June 2013
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Ramblings in free verse. I write because its easier than talking. View my complete profile. Wednesday, June 19, 2013. I have said the word too many times. For it to hold any meaning anymore. But i'll say this,. You i'll always keep. Thursday, June 13, 2013. All the stuff i feel. And all the patterny, bubbly, weighty-nesses. And all the loud and subtle smells and sounds. And all the other things in between and on the corners,. The edges of my mind and my senses. All of it, all at once, and in spirals.
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midnightlifegazing: January 2015
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Ramblings in free verse. I write because its easier than talking. View my complete profile. Monday, January 26, 2015. My language is breaking down. My thought is a runny fountain pen. Leaving stains, ruining the tablecloths. And your simple head. The moon in a chain around your neck. Blue horses at your back gate. The fences all painted golden. By your beautiful hands. And all i can do is turn red. And all i can do is hide my crooked face. I hide from your bright light. Show me the way. To be safe, to be.
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midnightlifegazing: September 2013
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Ramblings in free verse. I write because its easier than talking. View my complete profile. Tuesday, September 17, 2013. God decides to take a trip,. To relax, unwind-so tired of. Answering prayers- he is amused. By the movie Bruce Almighty-. But he knows better than everyone;. That shit is dumb. He loves mankind, no doubt,. He just wants a break. He wanders over the waters. Wanting to swim but he can. Only walk on it- he is pissed now. 30 and a bit bitchy, she is kind. To the people who digest her.
