| Leslie B. ( @ 2009-01-07 16:55:00 |
| Current location: | here, there, and everywhere |
| Current mood: | stressed |
| Current music: | You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - the Offspring |
| Entry tags: | art, menagerie, monsters, public, sketchpost |
I have SO MUCH TO DO NOW but I am updating. Yes, well.
Since none of you asked for translation I assume that none is necessary.
Which means I will post MORE INCOMPREHENSIBLE ART POSTS.
Mwahahahahaaaa.
Once upon a time there was a man named the Rainmaker, and he was a castaway on the strange and terrible land of America, and he lived with the sundry strange beings of America and did a great doing.
And it came that he was considered as possible to be around when the later great Expedition to the terrible America was made, or perhaps not as much that is happened about that expedition remains to be seen.
But his name was Rainmaker, and he consorted with Thunderbird for the making of rain. And he was assuredly not clairvoyant.
Then one said "the Wilbury, he is so short it is scarcely to be credited!" And they all agreed that the Wilbury was greatly short and should therefore be mocked with great mockings, but defaced with the grey art supplies. And for his great height the Ritchie seemed suitable for the task.
But no one knew why later the Ritchie wore the hat which was odd, and which caused many to cast strange looks upon him. And a living thing with many arms and eyes was seen, but it had nothing to do with the Ritchie and his hat.
And furthermore there was the incident from the time when the McCandless was married and cut his hair different, and the Wilbury did a very bad thing and became ridiculous. "bad wilbury" they all said, excepting the McCandless who feared for his other hand.
But the Wilbury only wanted to be friends.
And once upon another time there was a seeing, in which it was seen that the Dream man who had of many times been considered hard to draw, was possessed at many times of many different seemings. So that it was deemed necessary to draw all of the Dream man's different seemings, that the people might see this seeing for themselves.
And the second seeming was dark and pretentious, and made miserable the dreams.
And the fifth seeming was as it had before been known, excepting that the bad artist drew the Dream man's last legs too short, and did a different thing with the tentacles which was somewhat right but also somewhat wrong.
And the third seeming was a woman beneath a tree with an owl in the branches, and all these were the Dream man together. And this was surely a much quieter seeming than the second, though less simple to become friendly with than the fifth.
And the fourth seeming was with respect to the people's beliefs of a sandman, but it could at times look more terrible. But mostly it was like unto this artist's scrawling, and well-loved by all.
And the first seeming of all was most like unto the truth, and the artist feared for that it would be too much of the story which she had no desire to tell, "for the dream man she said was not best fully explained."
Some other time there was much looking at previous books which had been filled with bad ideas and good ideas, and there was seen again many clowns. And some of them named Anthony stood on a street corner with another clown, but no on knew his name. And with them a pig, Anabel, who was a pig. And this like the Ritchie and the Wilbury was defaced with many unsuitable grey art supplies, though with less shading made.
And because once a serious thing (which was very serious) happened between the Wilbury and the McCandless, there was nothing to speak of it but to make mockery. And so mockery was made.
And so it was seen that by then the Wilbury's eyes were like the david bowie's, and nobody knew why this should be (except that the artist made sundry explanations, sometimes involving serendipity and sometimes punches).
And many faces of text were made like so DDDDDD:
And while looking at things from the books of bad ideas and good ideas, but mostly bad, there was seen a seeing of a thing that was adorable. And it was drawn once again like unto a new bad idea, and it was seen again to be adorable. And it was a sphinx and named Klee, and the people saw that it was a German fairy (of Germany).