Comody 

6 creative works found

• Superheros
  by Todd Fringer

  Robin is standing at a urinal; when Death Dra Kaz (a Jedi master) throws open the door rushing into the bathroom. DDK sprint’s to the uri…

  Comical satire of Superheros

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  Abstract Brain Tumor
  by linaji

  WHEN THEY OPERATED AND EXTRACTED THE TUMOR THEY COULD NOT DECIDE IF IT LOOKED LIKE A CAMEL OR A HORSE..IT LEFT THEM COMPLETLY BAFFELED. I am pleased to be pairing my work with / Robin Monroe who is an amazing talent as her poetry blew my socks off! She is a hidden gem! Robin wrote this piece and I felt this is exactly the feeling and process I that went hand in hand while creating ‘Abstract Brain Tumor’ I create art with my emotions… Sometimes I’m happy / Sometimes I’m sad / Sometimes I’m feisty / Sometimes I’m Mad / Sometimes I’m Crazy / Sometimes I’m Sane / Sometimes I’m sensual / Sometimes I’m sensitive / Sometimes I just don’t care / All of these moods inside of me / are released through creation / So my mind can rest in peace…. PERSONAL PORTRAIT OF AN ABSTRACT BRAIN /

• The Beast and I
  by linaji

  I wanted to look at a part / Of its claws / That scratch at the surface and / Bind up my jaws

  CONTEMPLATING CHRIST

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  Barn Doors..
  by linaji

  Need to do some Abstract work today… feels yummy to play..

• SWIMMING HOLE
  by linaji

  HE HAD STEEL BLUE EYES AND BLACK BLACK HAIR AND I WAS IMMEDIATELY IN LOVE.

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  Fault Lines
  by linaji

  PLEASE VIEW LARGE..XOX / Model: Alanna Reynolds What kind of Mess Was She IN? / Words by / TERILEE / 2008 What kind of Mess Was She IN? / What inappropriate action / Self incriminating performance / Will she be forced to defend? / Nothing / Something / Everything / In her eyes / She did no wrong / No foolish rhythms / She stands / Proud / Matched / Right along / With the tempered beat / Of their illusionary drum / Any mess you may see / Is only a reflection / Of what you want her to be. I ALSO HAVE THE HONOR OF INTRODUCING YOU TO A WONDERFUL POET/ARTIST UFOSISEE WHO WROTE THIS PIECE TO GO WITH THE IMAGE.. FAULT LINES I / BY UFOSISEE / 2008 I always treasured the days of my past / But now the future holds a battered blast / Oh it dances a tango to tap a contrast / Who knows the significance or if I will last / The page from sage has been turned by age / And my so called intelligence fills this cage / Inside alone, my roars loud anger and rage / But quiet to a crowd that surrounds my stage / So the only colors I see are RED and BLUE / That holds an ocean of the deepest rue / If I try to escape, the land is of red goo / Stuck to the tones of torture like glue / How many questions she hides and declines / By road blocks that are steepened with more inclines / Face tracks, like maps, a path of tears that defines / Travel if you dare, this equator my heart along the fault lines. I am pleased by RB’s spirit of COLLABORATION it is wonderful feeling. One more person who heard the call came to me with this very different take on the art. I have know and admired his art for quite sometime …. Tony aka Anthony Plastino III His take was off the wall WONDERFUL!! He got me to thinking, Tony does that to me!! FAULT LINES II / Anthony Plastino / 2008 Sitting… was she sitting? / Maybe, well singing… wait… was she? / Oh GOD what has happened here? Okay, then when she sat… Wait – could she? / How then was it that this phasing / pulsing, melt okay, So she was singing… wait, who could hear? / No-one there, the tree fell and … no / It didn’t make a sound. Hey! / ... / ... / Wait! Come back… the angel was… / yeah, ok… / bye FAULT LINESIII / By Greg aka megrag53 A victim of self-inflicted wounds / I see / a sadness in her eyes. / The windows to her soul / are fogged . / Bad choices / have consequences / that reach deeply inside. / Shadowing the hope / I know / is still there. Fault Lines VI / By CJ LEWIS / 2008 Sadness of eyes reflecting / Fault lines of past mistakes / Did it really happen / Or perchance a dream that fades / Looking back brings depression / To the door of being / Once more / Through forgetting / Where life lies at present / With the Breath each day / Stop hindering the simplicity of being / By life presented in moments of now / Take only what is in the present / With lessons learnt / Let the fault lines / Fade / To where they belong / And where history should stay… / With past days MUSIC BY..CAROL KING