she has these dark eyes black like night black like the painted canvas black like the unlit stage where the moon dances shines glows black like a sheet pulled over your nose somehow darkness moving a fragility a place, a time before the universe was born moon the desert landscape the lustre of 1/8 of a candle yet in this night even a sliver is brighter than all the stars a silver slice of a more magical being
This is another MSPaint painting that I drew today. It’s called “moonlight ball” and it’s a picture of two animals, a wolf and a swan. Like any painting or drawing, it started with a line. A shape. And then it evolved into what you see before you. I don’t know if I’d say that it’s a complete painting, but I’m satisfied enough to share it with you. Unfortunately I can only post JPEG’s to the internet (unless someone knows a way to post BMP’s or other hi-res files?) so if you want the real thing, just send me an email at isaaclouie [at] gmail (dot) com. I guess that is the state of our technology, like how you hear the record music of a waltz through the static and “noise” maybe in the future this will be our nostalgic “JPEG phonograph.” So even art, though blurred and distorted on the internet, can still affect feeling and emotion.
What do you see? What do you notice?
i walk with you into the storm where darkness and heat gather and stumble, fork-lightning-flashes shatter and scatter across sky, across water. fresh cracks of thunder fade into the deep rumbling silence: i shrink under your eyes small like sunlight in daybreak, gentle and focused; through the clouds always, tiny water droplets in dance: suspend, float, bend unconditional light shining through the eternity of space between your closed fingers eyes, doors shut. through windows cracked and stained as armour: light intense as love.