ten word poem
If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made
me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.
x x

It will come off with soap
Armless spectator, I never wanted to take a stand,
History outlines require tools to stretch my mind :
Finally politically correct, unfortunately not blind.
Loin de la violence mais au plus près des images,
La guerre déclare sa flamme et au 20 heures sa rage,
Des corps à terre décorent la terre des reportages.
Inevitably, watching the TV news is a daily grind,
It makes no sense, I thank you for being so kind,
I’ve got something in my eye since you are in a bind.
Dans le miroir d’un ciel de cendre s’égarent les messages,
Et déjà, sur mon écran, pointe un lourd fusil sans visage :
Chaque éclat de bulle renvoie la balle dans l’autre cage.
That’s why, j’éteins.
Time : 22 hours
Software : Photoshop CS 2
Tool : Wacom graphire 3
Work in progress :

This was fun. My younger sister got a purple rose from a dance recital she was in, and we put it in a wide wine glass. I loved all the interesting dabs of color in the lights, and just the photo in general of the wine glass rose. As I always do, I thought it would be fun to add a poem on top.

I found this beautiful poem by clouded-dreamer, and I absolutely couldn’t resist putting that candle in the background. Half hour on photoshop; used images off of google.
Poem link:
http://browse.deviantart.com/literature/?q=rather%20would%20i%20die#/d21jojb