Sometimes it just hurts

The Art of Words Pt 6: Two

I wrote this sometime around the year 2002.  It is one of the first poems I ever wrote.  I had just started my life here in Durban and one night I decided to go check out the whole clubbing scene. That night was the first time I ever did Ecstasy -"The Love Drug."

Coming home early hours of the morning the drug was wearing off and I started feeling this burning melancholy in the pits of my stomach.  Since it was my first time I didn't handle the feeling very well.

So sitting there feeling like I was about to combust inside I decided to put pen to paper and express myself.  This poem was born.

Now I no longer do Ecstasy or any similar substances since I don't believe it is going to help me create the future I want but I do still write poetry.

The Howling Foxx S6

SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW BY KEANE

I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

I felt the earth beneath my feet

Sat by the river, and it made me complete

                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                    [Chorus]

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin

 

 

 

 

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me

Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

[Chorus]

            And if you have a minute, why don't we go 

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know?

[Chorus]

And if you have a minute, why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go?

So why don't we go?

 

 

 

 

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know?

 

 

Foxx Tracks...

Sometime in 2007 I posted one of my dreams on Facebook notes.  FBK notes was sort of a little blogspot at the time. I used to have really odd dreams. Well I still do but it was veeeeeerrrry weird back in the day.

"I have had yet another strange dream...

I was running down this drive through when i realised that my boss was on his way.  My thoughts were to quit fooling around and get back into routine.

Suddenly I appeared in this room or was it an office...not sure...but i was having a conversation with a girl who wore bubbles on he eyes.  Very odd.

Next thing I know I'm outside and there is this huge rat and it was eating this chicken whole.  There were other roosters around and I could hear their thoughts.  Turning around in fear, I see these horses and fouls running around in slow motion.  It was almost like a dance but the weird thing was that some of the horses were eating each other.

On my second glance I could see more animals like cubs and tigers and even humans.  They all moved in slow motion in a circular fashion.  Almost like a dance.  This dance somehow could be interpreted with notions of fear, sex and death.  All of this happened in a forest that was lush and green.

At the end of the dream there were these groups that had lay to rest.  Some of the groups contained a man and lady cuddled with a deer next to them.  Another had a tiger with these cubs etc."

The Little Foxx & the Imagination Factory: Paintings

I did this painting in 2003 with Gauche paints.  One of my first with this medium.

I had to do two mood boards, use two different
colours, reflecting two emotions. 

The colours were obviously blue and red.

I then made a window using triplex board and
placed it on the two mood boards.

The mood boards were made from various
pictures which I cut out from magazines.

Using the cut out windows I selected two areas
from these mood boards and cut them out.  So
on my painting are two cut out pictures.

The face and top of her hair is a cut out from the mood board and a small portion of the vase is also a cut out.  I then had to link these two cut outs.

After watching the movie "The Ring" and enjoying some of the visuals I decided to use that as inspiration by painting more flowing hair that would reach toward the jar. I was strangely fascinated with eyes at that point and thought the iris and pupil had such astonishing detail so I painted a huge round eye and another at the top of the painting that reflected fear.  The red streaks that emit from the top eye was inspired by The Sandman novels and the artist of that graphic novel, Dave McKean.

M. C. Escher was another influence and checked floors seem to rule my mind and taste. So i used, somewhat of an optical illusion effect with the checkered pattern and ball as well as the partially invisible girl at the top with the blue face. 

Ultimately i wasn't too pleased with the end result of it all but I had learnt a lot and it was loads of fun.

Q5 Daffy Duck Inspires

Woo-hoo! whoo-hoo! whoo-hoo!

This is insane quote is by the famous, vigilante, lunatic duck, Daffy Duck.

 Nothing truly expresses, "I'm totally insane, free, happy and I live in my own world so that makes me awesome", like this quote does!

Tex Avery created the original version of Daffy Duck in 1937.  The mighty duck established himself by jumping in the water, hopping around and yelling whoo-hoo! whoo-hoo! whoo-hoo!

Animator Bob Clampett immediately seized upon the Daffy Duck character and cast him in a series of cartoons in the 1930s and 1940s.

Daffy was something completely new to moviegoers.  He was assertive, completely unrestrained and combative protagonist.  Back in the day people where not accustomed to seeing a character do these things on screen.  People would leave the theatres talking about this Daffy duck.


Proof that being positive and happy may just make you are star!

Valentine's Day Part II

So here is the  Alternative Side to V-day.

The movie:  Edward Sissorhands
staring Johnny Depp, Winona Ryder

From the Imagination of  Tim Burton (Directed and Produced)

Once upon time in a castle high up on a hill, their lived a boy named Edward. Now Edward was no ordinary boy.  He was actually the invention of an imaginative man who died before he could complete him. Poor Edward was left with scissors for hands.  He was certainly strange but he also had an irresistible charm.  He lived alone  in the darkness until one day a kind Avon woman took him home to her family.  So Edward was about to discover a whole new world of people in a little town known as Suburbia.

You maybe wondering how does a boy with sharp shears of metal for hands, in a pastel little town, turn into a magical little tale of love and adventure.  This adventure does indeed turn into a magical journey of love in it's truest form...

I had watched this movie along time ago when my fasination for the extraordinary mind of Tim Burton seemed to have captivated me.  I simply enjoyed the dark,  twisted realms of almost every Tim Burton movie.  Years later i dusted out the cover of this dvd and decided to watch it again.  I was captivated once again but on a whole new more mature level than i orignally had.  i realised how truely heart warming this movie was.  It was almost a tale of Pinnochio meets Beauty and the Beast intertwined into a modern day fairytale but penetrating deep into the layers of your heart. 

The unusual but gentle Edward is mesmerized by Winona Ryders character and falls deeply in love with her but never asks anything in return from her.  He protects her and admires her from a far.  The tale twists heavily until Edward realizes that he doesn't belong in this world and eventually leaves for his lonely dark castle once again for a chance to at least have peace.

Edward shows his love and affection for as long as he can.  His one true love will always know this since it always snows even in Summer.

Avril Lavigne "I'm With
You"  

I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothings going right
And every thing's a mess
And no one likes to be alone

Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Oh why is everything so confusing
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
Yeah-he-yaa, Yeah-he-yah, Yeah-he-yah, Yeah-he-yah, Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm with you...

 Poem:    Lust/Love  
Lustful love, I lust not
But I do lust after lust
and I have to admit
I'm scared for this lust
I may love!