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New year, same old stuff from me folks.

Realms of Vibrant Oddites at display through poetic tales of welcome wonder. What emotions be boiled in this cauldron? Thoughts of mindful darkness play this way.

An image in reflection of the following artist stated. In poetic formation, in loud vibrant realms, these silent movements lay at a constant shiver.

Quiet nights in = essential for crafting new ideas...

One with all the festivities in mind.

The title I feel’s a touch wrong, but I like it and I hope you do too.

Channelling my inner Trekkie, as it says on the tin here...

Finding inspiration in the more colourful corners of the canvas, as you do.

dear little universe /// even just a tiny bit / and you / open up. / peer out into the nightless sky / feel the stars, that / “you, dear little universe” / are always coursing / through your veins. — Neon Spencer

Deep blue sees.

For robbing hoods?

Tasteful isolation.

Fun fact: This, some 34 years ago, nearly became the title of Pixar’s first short “The Adventures Of André & Wally B.”. You learn something new every day folks...

Stuck on Duckling Outpost, some might say it is a drag, but with luck maybe we'll get to fly the Duckling Kingdom flag!

Still life photography looking at the poetics of light ..

Poem and drawing of barn owl.

Three islands filled with people all alone out by the sea, You see, I'd love to join them but there is no room for me. That one guy climbed too high - I think they call him "Clumsy Paul?" Soon there may be room for me... I'm just waiting for his fall.

Freaky, yet chilled-out coffee vibes.

For new horizons.

The product of killing time with some beer, wings and of course, doodling away.

Nothing beats an unusual dream that inspires you. plus some Star Wars inspiration!

Quite often I’ll get ambushed with flyers and the like whilst out and about. Thankfully, I have use for said materials.

I painted HP Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe in order to spook up Halloween. I'll probably do Stephen King, too, at some point, and maybe Shirley Jackson. Anyone have any other favorite horror novelists?

This guy's running up like "Hey man, you know... If you're not going to use that computer I'll take it because you know... You don't have to throw it to those robots, man. You know?" Just like that.

An ode to one more fresh start.

"Heaven was putting distance between her and everyone." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Riding with the Hides of Hell, which now has a new-and-improved title, Burnout. It's a young adult story about motorcycles, a road trip, adventure, and love.

Crafted with some assistance from the Blackout Poetry Generator, developed by Max Kreminski.

Today's cut-up fest, inspired by the works of Anthony Burgess and Stanley Kubrick.

"My life vest is in the boat, and I'm in the water." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Riding with the Hides of Hell, a young adult love story now titled Burnout.

"I remember you put a smile on my face. Now I got the crow's feet." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Burnout, an Young Adult adventure/romance story.