Finish Finished

Traveling Dove is Finished. Jordan liked it...YES!!

Yet Another

A girl named Jordan who goes to my school, liked my sketch Newly Remembered Dream. She asked me to sketch her a bird. Ok, sure sounds good. This is her sketch called Traveling Dove.
My original idea was simply to have a dove in the center of the page. But, I liked how the dove turned out so I added to my idea. I really have come to like the moon and its drawn variations, so I added the same moon shape that my other recent sketch has. After completing the dove and the moon, I almost instantly hear the song Fly Me to the Moon in my mind. Good song, you should listen to it sometime.
As you can see, its not quite finished yet, but almost. I really hope she likes it…

Fin.

I think its done; wait, I know its done. I originally called this Newly Caught Love; well I'm changing it. Its new title is: Newly Remembered Dream. Why change the title? After thinking, I realized: you cannot catch love...yeah...grrr. But, you can remember love, and dreams of love.. Besides, there are music notes in it now; for me that kind of gave it a dream-like quality. If you can tell me what sheet music is sketched in, you get a cookie (that's right a cookie, again).
I could tell you the meaning behind the sketch, but it would be more interesting if you interpreted it and found your own meaning. Let me know what you find.
I ended up giving it to a dear dear (really close) friend of mine…I call her Wind. (I don’t think you can make out my “legal” name…but “Joe” is one of the several names I go by)

Ah man…

No Title Until…Death

What are friends?
They are someone you can trust, someone who cares.
What is hope?
The belief of something good to come.
This world is full of nothing, no friends, no hope.
Does anyone care?
What is care?
The concern for someone other than yourself, for those who care.
What is love?
The emotion that cannot be explained.
This world if full of nothing, no care, no love.
I do not know.
What is Life?
The realization of living, of one’s expectance.
What is blood?
The liquid that drips ripples and pours inside.
This life is bleeding, is pleading, for what?
Blood trickles.
Nobody cares, nobody loves.
Nothing is worth the cost of living, of bleeding
I have nothing, but yet I have something, what?
Nothing matters anymore…
My friends, what friends, do I have anyone I can call a friend?
The people I thought were my friends, they do not seem to care…
The one I love, do I receive love back?
I cannot tell.
Do they love me?
Do I love them?
Do we bleed for nothing?
I try to love back, but I’m afraid they do not love me, want me…
I’m afraid they don’t care…
I want someone to talk to…
But no one wants to…
Nobody cares…
Not even the one I love…
Nobody…

My Rhythmic Thinking

This is a stream of thought that was suppose to be a free-verse style poem. But I can never seem write without rhythm. I’m not sure yet, but I may go back and edit this later.

Implosion

Figures of people
Do we care for each other?
What defines love of friends?
Do we really care?
The walls of my mind are closing in
I feel a sensation of sadness surrounding my very core
Help me
Help me release my mind from this self-made malice.

Sensations of hopelessness
Where are the people I call friends?
Do they really exist?
Do I matter to them?
Do they really matter to me or am I deceptive?
Why do I feel this way; my mind is playing tricks on me
Show me
Show me the way out of this stream of thought

Interpretation of reality
Where am I going?
What does my mind want?
Do I really know?
My consciousness is crumbling apart
I am the only person who can truly change my perceptions
But still
But still we can help each other live in this world

Break of spirit
Do we know each other?
Has my mind imploded?
How…..?
I feel my heart melting away
This feeling of loneliness is crushing all that matters
I do
I do not wish to live in pain because of emotional separation.

Thoughts of hope
Why do I think such things?
Where do such irrational thoughts take me?
Do I really believe myself?
My mind is collapsing from the stress
But I know the truths of friendship
I know
I know are minds and hearts will remain together forever

Almost Finished

I’ve been sketching for a while. But the first true sketching I ever did was in a place called Aurora Vista del Mar Hospital during my stay there about a year ago. Anyway, I digress. This is my latest piece (I have many “latest“ pieces, but this is the one I‘m working on the most) called Newly Caught Love. I’m still finishing up the sketch, but you get the idea. If your curious about the details just talk to me about it; I’m not really in the mood to type out its description now (haha I feel lazy).