I would say "yes yes" to this, but it burnt my lip in the first part, fell asleep in the middle, but then was woken up in a lovely way in the end, like a naked foot brushing my shin under crisp white sheets.
wait so to get into your scandalous reviews we have to make ignorant, stupid and rude comments about you? i just thought we had to be scandalous, you pansy!
no, no wait i think 'mean, inconsiderate and un-necessarily sensitive pansy-assed goat!' sounds much more ignorant, stupid and rude.
i don't care for many of these things either. in fact, most times i don't even care about thoughts that flutter from the mind, as much as those that arise like rays from the heart. and this is how i came to fall deeply in love, and was lifted higher.
This is so true, I've lost a girl to a guy way much uglier than me, I didn't found the words but he was very good at it, and he didn't hesitate... the guy is my hero now! :/
I wrote something similar, but not on my blog, I got tired of a jerk we know yaddering about trends, what latest tech. he bought, how much does the airfare to somewhere cost. He's so into appearances. Thank goodness my cousin is no longer married to him.
Honestly, the word "flutter" kind of ruined this piece for me. I don't think anything profound is expressed when we use words like flutter to express our most fleeting and random emotions.
You seem to have touched a lot of people with this painting. It doesn't matter whether positively or negatively, you touched them anyway, such is the power and beauty of YOUR mind. The word flutter is, I believe, what makes the piece a 'gentle' one, and the more powerful because of that gentleness of tone.
The floorboards, wood or no, detract from the simplicity I feel. It would look more stunning, and retain the 'deep v simplicty' balance (which the words and tone convey) in a visual way far better without them (just my opinion).
For those of you who are interested: My big boobs and cute ass will never be attracted to you if you don't 'get' this kind of beauty. And NO, you can't drive my car either! :)))
All I care about are the words which flutter from your extraordinary mind..and it would be nice if you didn't beat me, and whore me out to your friends, but all I really care about..
Take all the great paintings in the world, take all the best art, put them in a line, and what do you see? You see some small peice of the truth of the human condition, whether by design or accident, it is there. It can be personal, it can be philosophical, it can be a landscape, a portrait, a novella, a poem, but there is something bigger within it.
I look at this painting, and I see a note scrawled on a peice of paper in 5th period biology. Maybe you really, really mean it. That don't make it art, baby.
No one is so truly objective, we all tend to write what we'd like to think, but do we really think it. I don't think your actions could be descrived by those words, no one's are. Be Honest and Be Tolerant
who the fuck are you rollo aj?
Posted by: Peach | May 12, 2007 at 10:51 PM
AJ you really shouldn't of dropped out of college.
Posted by: Ken | May 12, 2007 at 10:51 PM
I would say "yes yes" to this, but it burnt my lip in the first part, fell asleep in the middle, but then was woken up in a lovely way in the end, like a naked foot brushing my shin under crisp white sheets.
So, "hmmm hmmm" in a good way.
Posted by: Moon-locust | May 13, 2007 at 06:14 AM
But what if its just falling in love with the very extraordinary mind even when the words have failed to flutter and speech has failed its owner?
Posted by: sammi | May 13, 2007 at 09:49 AM
Hey, can AJ Rollo go in Scandalous Reviews?
Also, hello!
And secondly, lovely.
Posted by: Miss Tickle | May 13, 2007 at 10:13 AM
I am back from London tarn!
Miss Tickle: Hello. You are lovely. AJ Rollo will definitely go in Scandalous Reviews - the swine!
Posted by: andre | May 13, 2007 at 10:21 AM
AJ baby: Those that can't write, critic.
;-)
Posted by: Mobile Girl | May 13, 2007 at 12:24 PM
wait so to get into your scandalous reviews we have to make ignorant, stupid and rude comments about you? i just thought we had to be scandalous, you pansy!
no, no wait i think 'mean, inconsiderate and un-necessarily sensitive pansy-assed goat!' sounds much more ignorant, stupid and rude.
Posted by: kermit | May 13, 2007 at 01:32 PM
oi lik ur writting. it is gud.
Posted by: An Unreliable Witness | May 13, 2007 at 03:10 PM
oh, bimbling bludgery. foiled again!
Posted by: Miles Away | May 13, 2007 at 05:10 PM
sorry.
x
Posted by: andre | May 13, 2007 at 05:12 PM
tis ok! tis your site! now, er....*look about 573 comments up*....errrmm...
that's a fine wordpainting, anyway.
Posted by: Miles Away | May 13, 2007 at 05:21 PM
i don't care for many of these things either. in fact, most times i don't even care about thoughts that flutter from the mind, as much as those that arise like rays from the heart. and this is how i came to fall deeply in love, and was lifted higher.
Posted by: daniesza | May 13, 2007 at 08:07 PM
Hence, mimes are unloved.
Posted by: Burl Barer | May 14, 2007 at 02:24 AM
ooooo, i love this. so sweet and so true. but sometimes, when there are no words, you can still enjoy boobs!
Posted by: chubs | May 16, 2007 at 09:13 PM
This is so true, I've lost a girl to a guy way much uglier than me, I didn't found the words but he was very good at it, and he didn't hesitate... the guy is my hero now! :/
Posted by: asjkd | May 17, 2007 at 05:12 PM
just to play devil's advocate...
Hafez wrote:
I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:
How are you?
I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:
What is God?
If you think that the Truth can be known
From words,
If you think that the Sun and the Ocean
Can pass through that tiny opening Called the mouth,
O someone should start laughing!
Someone should start wildly Laughing –Now!
Posted by: hmmm | May 18, 2007 at 02:14 PM
oh I like that - but in my defense the only thing I have to know you by, are the words that you whisper.
Posted by: andre | May 18, 2007 at 06:40 PM
lame
Posted by: mike | May 18, 2007 at 10:11 PM
Wow, such power and beauty.
Posted by: Wade M | May 18, 2007 at 11:33 PM
and then you found you were in love with a dictator
Posted by: j | May 19, 2007 at 12:54 AM
if you sell that painting it doesnt mean shit
Posted by: . | May 20, 2007 at 05:29 PM
I do not care about the words that fumble out of your extraordinary mind. I care about how big your boobs are and how nice your ass is. Thanks.
Posted by: adsfad | May 20, 2007 at 08:17 PM
.: Paintings don't mean 'shit' either. Only the words that flutter from your mind.
Posted by: andre | May 21, 2007 at 08:26 AM
always question anything that passes itself off as black & white, for in this world, there are immeasurable shades of grey.
Posted by: Wilburina | May 21, 2007 at 08:55 AM
Anyone who makes fun of this is foolish.
You speak true.
Posted by: Hydrogelic | May 21, 2007 at 09:06 AM
I wrote something similar, but not on my blog, I got tired of a jerk we know yaddering about trends, what latest tech. he bought, how much does the airfare to somewhere cost. He's so into appearances. Thank goodness my cousin is no longer married to him.
Posted by: guyana-gyal | May 21, 2007 at 02:50 PM
Honestly, the word "flutter" kind of ruined this piece for me. I don't think anything profound is expressed when we use words like flutter to express our most fleeting and random emotions.
Posted by: Michael | May 26, 2007 at 02:34 AM
You seem to have touched a lot of people with this painting. It doesn't matter whether positively or negatively, you touched them anyway, such is the power and beauty of YOUR mind. The word flutter is, I believe, what makes the piece a 'gentle' one, and the more powerful because of that gentleness of tone.
The floorboards, wood or no, detract from the simplicity I feel. It would look more stunning, and retain the 'deep v simplicty' balance (which the words and tone convey) in a visual way far better without them (just my opinion).
For those of you who are interested: My big boobs and cute ass will never be attracted to you if you don't 'get' this kind of beauty. And NO, you can't drive my car either! :)))
Posted by: lochlavender | May 26, 2007 at 08:38 PM
What a load of unmitigated bollocks, yes, that includes all of the comments.
Posted by: beth | May 30, 2007 at 07:32 AM
stupid. it doesnt even make sense & it's extremely cliche and unoriginal .
Posted by: julie | May 30, 2007 at 11:32 AM
All I care about are the words which flutter from your extraordinary mind..and it would be nice if you didn't beat me, and whore me out to your friends, but all I really care about..
Posted by: Widdershinz | May 30, 2007 at 01:18 PM
This is truly a wonderful painting! It definitely hits the mark!
Posted by: Katie M. | May 30, 2007 at 11:56 PM
Take all the great paintings in the world, take all the best art, put them in a line, and what do you see? You see some small peice of the truth of the human condition, whether by design or accident, it is there. It can be personal, it can be philosophical, it can be a landscape, a portrait, a novella, a poem, but there is something bigger within it.
I look at this painting, and I see a note scrawled on a peice of paper in 5th period biology. Maybe you really, really mean it. That don't make it art, baby.
- J
Posted by: Justin Deriso | June 02, 2007 at 10:39 AM
you are always beautiful. xo
Posted by: Silverwolf | June 04, 2007 at 07:52 AM
Utterly lovely...
Posted by: Steffi | June 04, 2007 at 10:15 AM
No one is so truly objective, we all tend to write what we'd like to think, but do we really think it. I don't think your actions could be descrived by those words, no one's are. Be Honest and Be Tolerant
Posted by: 4n Un3xp3(73d 6u357 | June 05, 2007 at 11:13 PM
this is the worst poem ive ever read
Posted by: theo | June 07, 2007 at 03:44 AM