The queen is hot, so get it on...
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Oli to the Shea,
Interesting Jack bird dance coincidence -- if such a thing exists... Or can exist -- not in the "pathless path" -- that being the 78.
Bring that action.
For those not yet informed -- pour yourself a cold one and know tarot -- and yes the meat puppets have one -- have their own, but its number is greater then 78.
In regards to the construction of said sketch up endeavors, most of the time I do not "get into" sketching -- rather I drink and click -- randomness does not exist -- however -- the act of searching is the results.
All this as it is, I did attempt a sketch -- actually two sketches -- sometime back in the way back (not so long, a few years perhaps) -- that contained the seeds of the Queen of Cups Mechanized bed chamber.
Looking up at the right hand Jack action corner of attached note card -- at the end of the purple arrow I gleaned from a beer hammering this device of dream induction -- the Queen will not live here, but visit often.
Bring that and pour another tall and tight.
Truth as it is here, the sketch in question is not of the structure featured in the "standing water" image above, rather this is a document of the night caught I sight of a gray working his way stealthily towards the dreaming Queen.
It's easy to see the relationship between their flying craft and the symbol of the Cups -- here looking like Jack bird wine goblets -- bring that and drink an entire bottle.
The visitors at times display a kind of electrical charge, and often I find the number 22 floating over their heads.
This of course relates to the upper arcana -- the major cards -- the most, in my book informative.
Durant "look without fear" Hapke
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Hey, DH. Good to see you still drawing.
Todd -
porn pipe thats amazing
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Brothers and Sisters,
Witness the fly hole into the gland zone.
We've all heard the line "Youth is wasted on the young," -- and that sounds so awful -- so hurtful -- but deep inside, in the dark all alone, we know this is true.
Spin me round -- Feel the frustrations...
Even if one denies this, it provides a hot spot of thought -- even reflecting on it now will likely bring "subtle nods" into your mind.
We learn in drinks and stumbles, best thing is to assume it's all just going to get harder and the questions more cataclysmic.
I'll drink to that and contemplate on .
Durant "fix the back door" Hapke
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DH, that last one is a ripper! I like the way the graphic elements integrate with the model/scene. Sometimes I feel that the 'scribble gestures' are an afterthought and don't always serve the idea. Not this time tho.
baz "older but wiser" mills
Ps: I'd like to see some texture or pattern on the wings
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Man! One hell of a concept for a ceiling fan.
Aside from that, an interesting juxtaposition of repetitive elements against highly ordered, but diverse elements. And the colors really work.
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Model H,
Regarding that bit of sputter, yeah, that's a bit of bring it -- bring the funk -- that as it is, is what I more or loss have a history in.
As a graphocologist I'm about hard sputtering, hard like I like the curves, perhaps that's what drew me first to sketch up action.
The meat puppet sketches I posted a bit ago, are the kind of Jack bird action I perform while under the influences of many a tall boy -- a mystic graphic and/or physical manifestation of my quest for the girl in green. You recall such?
*%(#400080)["... I woke up once, and found this lame student in the mirror, but the dude was working a con, and everything scared him.He could make money, but didn't know how to spend it, and just as strange, could not conceive of the value of "now."
One day, while waiting for "what comes next," he "accidentally" and without warning, channeled a bit of the outer collective, and wrote an odd theorem on one of those subscription cards that always fall out from between the pages of Playboy -- he had a neat stack of said cards in the bathroom, in a drawer he kept his tooth paste in.
How he happened to have that card at hand?
A women on the card had caught his eye while he was foam grinding his molars before heading off to class, a women sporting green panties and a garter belt -- the kind of women, he would never date, talk to, or even meet.
So he's got a pen in his hand and this sad Jack bird smart lame dude, all worried about his GPA, his blemishes, his car, his hair, his shoes, watch, he writes on this Playboy prescription card the first meaningful thought he'd ever had:
Reality (God) = 00, & 00 = 2.
He read this over and over for the next twenty odd hours. Thought about it and where it came from -- had he read it? -- heard it? -- dreamed it?
He knew it had meaning, but it all escaped him.
As best he could, he pondered the swell of the women in greens intimidating rack -- the way the straps of her push up laced over her soft shoulders -- the subtle cleft they rendered in that creamy white skin...
Yeah, baby, 00 = 2.
Then I showed up and kicked his lame "insecurity feeder top" ass out of the apartment, I kicked him out of school, and I took the Playboy prescription card with his formula. I know what it means.
So, in short, I slam dance life for a living, brother, and try and remember not to be lame.
Durant "AC" Hapke
PS -- I see a women in green, you can be Jack bird sure I'm buying her a drink -- that's how double zed rolls..."*]
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00oo = 4.14879.
baz
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shall we start getting up threads to the showcase ? or is it too soon ?
Hi Durant, you there ?
(said from the Corner Bar) -
Durant Hapke?
what has become of you ???
¨¨So, in short, I slam dance life for a living, brother, and try and remember not to be lame.¨¨¡¡¡ not to be lame ¡¡¡
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you are not Durant,
I guess you want to start the up-lifting of the Showcase Gallery too,
but I think that the moderators dont feel like about it.
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I like to read threads as a sequence of comments.
This is a thread started by Durant Hapke
It is been much time since his last comment.
I asked here in my latest comment about his absence
Then,
you appeared -
Perhaps Mike was commenting on his experience reading this thread all the way through. Or perhaps not. But I did not find innapproriate that he responded.
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neither me Chris
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Ladies and gentleman, brothers and sisters, Friends, and all those in,
33.3 days in the wilderness looking up numbers.
33.3 hours writing them down.
33.3 beers to forget.
However, the Jack bird is boiling mad so the party should begin.
Durant "clip my wings" Hapke
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Hey! Cool stuff, I like the style -- writing, modelling, graphic design, rendering... the whole enchilada.
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Welcome back Durant,
Wilderness or not, it's beer that maketh the man,
And the man can't party without beer... Or jackBIRDS
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Look who's back!
And another great piece.
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Yes Durant. Wondered when we'd see you again. Welcome back.
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