a shadow tilts its head at me
it’s an awful feeling to know that you can write, but you don’t. to know that people have cried over your writing, and laughed, and felt understood for maybe the first time. to know that there’s people out there who would smile to see a blog post from the flood appearing in their inbox. it’s… Continue reading it’s an awful feeling
i pose a question: have you ever stared into the flames of a campfire for an hour and suddenly are struck with the thought that your inner world is often much more real than the physical outer world? i provide an answer: i had a dream that a tidal wave washed away the boardwalk and… Continue reading spray-paint craters
taking a piece of inspiration and seeing what it prompts different people to create is something that will never cease to fascinate me. and one of the most versatile and powerful pieces of inspiration is music. music inspires art - whether it be a poem, a painting, a drawing or even more music. and art… Continue reading a shadow tilts its head at me // collaboration
10/13/19 the moon the moon the moon - she's gorgeous, gorgeous tonight. she caught my eye as i was driving home; sitting in the backseat with my knees pushed up against the chair in front of me; and she held them in her spell the rest of the way home. she was hidden at first… Continue reading perhaps i found the lost piece of every dreamer’s soul
06/09/19 the stage went black and the cheering of thousands of ecstatic banditøs was ear-splitting. that didn't stop you from adding your own voice. the moment we had all been waiting for was here - the curtain fell dramatically from the ceiling and the bass began booming. the flaming car slowly rose from beneath the… Continue reading :.:in trench i’m not alone:.:
last night was columbus night 2 - the final stop of the bandito tour. and wow, has it been a ride. this era will be legendary. with 95+ shows all around the world i can't even begin to list the iconic things things that have taken place since the end of the hiatus last summer… Continue reading :.:in trench i’m not alone | a prologue:.:
Ruby - a song lost to most of the world but so wrenchingly beautiful that those who know it keep it close to their hearts - like the precious gem it is. Don't be alarmed ... it takes a while for you to see beyond the dark, pulsing melodies, the desperate screaming, the seeming bitterness… Continue reading you’re an angel fallen down
I'm sitting outside on the deck of the third floor of our hotel. It's completely dark outside ... except for the scintilla of lights winking across the 7x21 mile landscape. "lost without you" is playing in my ears and I feel the wind brushing over my shoulders as the piano climbs into my mind and… Continue reading on sky and star
My hands are black from the pencil pigment and I thought of Tyler's, just as black, during the rebel era that was blurryface. this was definitely the hardest album cover drawing I've done ... copying the tiny patterns from the original cover was so tedious that it took a full night of drawing to finish.… Continue reading tribute to blurryface |-/
trench album art here is my very first #cliqueart in the amazing TØP fandom ... I started it in class one day on the back of the quiz and it steadily grew throughout the semester until it filled the page. the feedback I got from my banditos was so positive and encouraging that I've decided… Continue reading tribute to trench ||-//
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