Magical Dangers

Posted on April 14th, 2009 by solocrow.
Categories: Dead Poets, Dreams, Generic Blatherings, Images.


Crow thought of a palace —
Its lintel crashed on him, his bones were found.

Crow thought of a fast car —
It plucked his spine out, and left him empty and armless.

Crow thought of the wind’s freedom —
And his eyes evaporated, the wind whistled over the Turkish Saddle.

Crow thought of a wage —
And it choked him, it was cut unspoiled from his dead stomach.

Crow thought of the soft and warm that is long remembered —
It blindfolded him with silk, it gangplanked him into a volcano.

Crow thought of intelligence —
It turned the key against him and he tore at its fruitless bars.

Crow thought of nature’s stupor —
And an oak tree grew out of his ear.

A row of his black children sat in the top.
They flew off.

Never again moved.

~ Magical Dangers, from Ted Hughes’ Crow


Time to pull out the Big Guns…

Posted on October 1st, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Dreams, Generic Blatherings, Moving Pictures.

Deadlines always seem to bring out my stranger side [which is sometimes also my better side, but not always]. After spending a good portion of the day yesterday getting absolutely filthy and exhausted from prepping masonite panels for painting, I decided I needed to see people die. It was that, or a shooting spree in suburbia. This is not unusual for me. Of course, having a deadline to meet, I couldn’t spare the time that incarceration would involve, so I opted for the next best thing — AHHHNOLD!




Posted on May 26th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Dreams, Generic Blatherings.


Ugh — so I’m pretty damn sure Freud would have a field day with this one, but I’ll write the gist of last night’s dream anyway.




Posted on March 14th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Dreams, Generic Blatherings.


I had a strange dream last night involving a cat-like possum creature that had heterochromia. Not really sure that it means anything [sometimes dreams do; sometimes they don’t], but I found it interesting enough that it gave me an idea for a series of drawings. (more…)


Foreign currency

Posted on February 10th, 2007 by solocrow.
Categories: Dreams.

Okay, so I was out until the wee hours of the morning last night, which is not unusual for a Friday night. Or any night for that matter, as of late. After my standard consumption of innumerable beverages, I went through my preferred patterns of post-imbibing behavior — namely, I opened the fridge, grabbed something to eat, drank a glass of water, and shed the more confining bits of my attire on the way to collapse into bed…