the Left

the music permeates the thick, stale air. recycling the haze and attempting ever so desperately to refresh that which has been dead for years.

we often associate portions of our existence with pieces of music. it is all too common. we hear a song, and we instantly get pummeled by memories of the times we had while that music serenaded us. love, hate, regret, confusion, bliss, sorrow. it all comes back so mercilessly.

homage needs to be paid for those moments we leave behind. but not for the moments. for the music. if we are damaged, we often couple that damage with the songs that rang truest in our heads during that moment of discomfort. and thus, the music stops. we find something else to replace it with. and then we repeat this pattern.

no longer. not for me. this next one is a tribute to the heartbreaks, the proverbial knife wounds, the smiles that now live hung by their toes. long live nostalgia. long live the dead air.

long live the left.

charm

Call it hate, call it love, i call it art.


time is so absent, so scarce, so elusive. yet why is it so easy to spend so much of it doing nothing?

ask the great thinkers of olde. they'd like it. they have nothing but time now. nothing but time to think about time, and where it has gone.

the whisper.

im fine.

.

the sun is mute

new opportunities always present new threats.

the world is made of change.

and change isnt fair.

Promise of the Enten Mann

An iron back arbalest overtaken and overgrown with spores and saprolings glows with the aftershock of rotting neon dreams.

...the horn blows.



lidless and vacant. she stares into hearts that have no timing or sense of timing.

...the fish teem.



sunken into absent abstracts, the pit of blowflies eats away at her dress. she sings for recollection and recount.

...the sheep count.



under the obsidian sphere that zeniths over a land of waste and eager venom, we sit around our smolders, slinging soft seances to sultry winged villains.

...the clock breaks.



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Process/Absolute

gravity dont mean too much to me.

11 months since i've spoken to the bitter watches of the infinite nothing. who watches? who cares?

"you need just the right amount of f*ck-the-world with just the right amount of belief in something." - quite possibly the most inspirational quote i have read in months.

this kid's got some change ahead, and the world might have some catching up to do. the rebellion hasn't started, but the riot is just about over.

cardboard dreams and pixelated prophecies are things of a life long bereft of vision. it's time to steal our sight back.

it's time to get up and go.

"Untamed"

i have a new art print for sale! this time it's a collaboration with one of my favorite graphic designers, Adam Hanson! The piece is entitled "Untamed" and is available for only $20 at My Store. there is a limited edition of 100. so snag one while supplies last.

and why should i worry about abduction?

red peppers and colby-jack suffocating between processed oats and wheat.

"what will be the song that you sing as your ship goes down?"

...polysonic waves of hyperholographic dissonance....

where is the red flag? what happened to the sketch book? when is that revolution coming? riot in the streets. blood spilt for freedom. of life. of voice. or love.

the routine gets old. familiar but venomous. there is no road to be carved our of this carcass, if all you use is a dull spoon that's slid past the same teeth for 24 years.

life here is fading. cyan to gray. magenta to white. yellow to black.

..........need a kaleidoscopic reform. ...need it soon..... . . .. ... . .

PIXEL PARADE ALBUM RELEASE!

At last! The time has come! The moment you've all been waiting for! Ok ok, i'll just say it...

The release date for "Echoes In Color", the first full length album debut for Pixel Parade, is Tuesday, April 6th!

The album will be 2 discs consisting of 17 tracks each! That's 34 tracks total!
Each album package is hand constructed by me, and the artwork for each album cover and disc will be hand screen printed and signed by me! This makes each album a limited edition piece of artwork!

This cd is a limited release. There will only be 100 copies of this album made. Ever!

The album will be $25. You can purchase it directly from me (i take cash and checks), or if you prefer, I will also make an online paypal (credit/debit card and paypal only) option available for those of you who live far away or whom I dont see often.

The track listing for the two discs is as follows:

Disc 1
1 - Simulacra Radio
2 - Red Oak
3 - The Rorschach Test
4 - Strawberry Cellophane
5 - Caravan of Nothings
6 - The Perceivable Reality, Circa K.H.
7 - Josephine Crowfeather Advances Upon The Leviathan
8 - Synechdochromatic
9 - Vinyl Shores
10 - Amputating The Limb That Fell Asleep
11 - Dissecting The Kaleidoscope
12 - A Season of Jaundice
13 - The Theoretical Collapse of he Iced Tea Industry
14 - Ivory Signals
15 - Apathy Stained My Vintage Leather Jacket
16 - Alabaster Daydreams
17 - Dialtone Monologue

Disc 2
1 - Belonephobia
2 - An Intimate Waste
3 - Digital Nervosa
4 - The Mallard and the Moth
5 - Scavenger of Hues
6 - The Eventual Fall of the Titan and Her Infinite Wisdom
7 - In The absence of Absentia
8 - Indigo Failures
9 - The Analog Virgin Inquires (As To How Mr. Page Lost His Mind)
10 - Empty Palette
11 - The Jackal Weeps for Her Lack of Pigment
12 - The Unchromatic Panorama
13 - A Vital and Intimate Sound
14 - The Scheimflug Principle
15 - The Projectionsist Dreams of a Color Never Seen
16 - Muted Smiles
17 - Vivid Abandon

This release is huge for me! I'm so pumped to be sharing this with all of you! It feels like such a long time coming!

In the process of progress

I have just received notification of my acceptance into Artsprojekt! I am in a little disbelief at the moment, as I was not expecting to be warranted such an opportunity. To be a part of an exclusive community of talented artists whom I've looked up to for years is a dream come true. And this is the a small step towards making my larger goals a reality.

A small selection of my illustrations and t-shirts are available through the Artsprojekt website and my zazzle store. Browse Here

With this new status I am looking forward to bringing you several new pieces soon!


In other news, I have completely finished tracking the Pixel Parade album! I may have to re-record some vocals on one song, but other than that, the music is finished. I'm in the beginning stages of the artwork and packaging production. Although financing the album's production is becoming a small issue, which may push it's release date to early next year. That remains to be decided. I'll be updating on this soon. in the meantime, please check out several of the tracks from the upcoming album at the Pixel Parade web page Right Here!


In even further news, I am exceptionally proud to announce that I have 12 pieces in the top 36 winning places, including 1st and 3rd place, in PxlDust's quarterly artist competition! All 12 pieces will be published in PxlDust Magazine both online at pxldust.com and for purchase on lulu.com soon. You can check out the entire 36 winning pieces and all of the artists in the competition Right Here!

Hard work pays off.

The Ornithologist

Check out my newest illustration at my Deviant Art account!

it's ok to be wrong.

this stretching of daffodils releases the effluence of anxiety, and a fresh dose of the toxic combination of drowning in clouds and inhaling uncertainty.

i'm falling. and falling hard. in the most glorious of circumstances.

falling upwards.

the surface of the sun is engulfing my mind and keeping my heart malleable.

what is is that makes life so unpredictable?

i wasn't expecting this. certainly not so hastily. but i dont feel nervous. i'm not faltering in anxiety. i'm embracing it. i'm embracing her. as a i would a pillow at night after a long, cold winter day. a siren sent with tidings of good will and praise for all my suffering. the reward for keeping my values steady through all of the garbage i have had to force down my throat.

my friends were right. and i'm ready to admit that i was a fool.

Kill The Widow

there's an itch somewhere that needs scratching. there's a hunger that needs feeding.

my biceps are bigger. my heart is shedding its scabs. my mind is like a vacuum.

a fresh horizon awaits in the form of a mind that promises to challenge my own.

I'm on the edge of my seat.

New Threadless Design!

I have a new design up on Threadless! Please take the time to go and score it! I appreciate the support!

Lecture: Hello & Vague

As my weary eyes follow your lips up and down, your dry, lifeless rasp reaches across this distant room towards my ear as if a child straining for one more cookie off the tray. However, no matter how vigorous your efforts, the radiating airwaves don't reach my uninterested ears. My thoughts are adrift, lost in another space. Floating like a vessel, alone on the sea. Tranquil and consumed by a fog. The fog of wanderers. Aimless and careless... Flicker... The screen shifts and another long past name presents itself in full view. I return only briefly, to be bombarded with your colorless efforts at injecting these ancient ideas into my already festering stock exchange. Your barracuda certainly has a faster frame rate. But its resolution is far more pixelated when paired up against my ocean. So spit out your dry claims to my lackluster attention. They'll soak themselves soon enough as they drown in the sea of my dreams.

Pxldust.

I have some artwork up on PxlDust.com for review and rating. If I accumulate enough attention, I can get published. Please take the time to go rate my work as you see fit. I appreciate the support.

Here's the link: therichterlens.

Good News/Bad News

Good News: Although it isn't the most professional way to sell artwork, I have started a deviantArt account and I have 75 pieces up for sale. check out my profile and pick up a print!

Bad News: my Threadless design was cut out of the running, so if you haven't scored it yet, dont bother. If you have, then I thank you deeply for your support. i shall be revising the design and resubmitting it shortly, and I am currently working on several other submissions. more on that later.

PLEASE VOTE FOR ME ON THREADLESS!

My design "Primary" is up for scoring on Threadless.com. go and Vote for me, so I can get it printed!

I Herd My Buffalo With A Sawed-Off, 8 Gauge Dispostition. And I Keep The Safety Off, Honey.

This could be the last time I allow myself to breathe the same air as you, for a considerable amount of time. I've only ever been capable of one thing in its purest form; love. But, as life has taught the living indefinitely and infinitely, efforts need to be made.

for truth.
for results.
for valiance.
for hope.
for betrayal to mean anything.
for the efforts of a man of faith
to
reap any silver
blood must be shed.

t.o.n.i.g.h.t. the umbilical is cut. the blood she spills is, from this day onward, her own.

the stories he writes: transcribed in white blood cells on white canvas in a white room under white lights, grinding his white teeth. white lies.



shortcuts aren't as brave as longcuts, since they can't tell when i'm joking.


i eat piano keys for a romantic evening out, with the belle of the ball. as luscious as the silken wings on a dragonfly, perched atop the crest of an upright strawberry, stained rotten from the war of redskins and cotton-farm valkyrie.

the gramophone weeps for the sound of heartache running down the walls, like sap from the belly of a narwal.

"fly fly, little oil-heron."

tonight i have dined with villainy. made acquaintances with Balias, and traded mindsets with Fiends. I cry hello to the dawn. Pray it kills me. Because another day under the heat of her dress just may be torture enough to slay the torturer.


justice comes in the form of bullet-ridden denim; a pair of generic RayBans; and a shameless, unshakable faith turned into an ego 60 feet tall.

will there be enough water for the two of them?

I reckon not.

...
...

No, I surely reckon not.