The New Art Thread

nice work! what is a three6v challenge?

It's Kirk's site he created to challenge you to do something creative every day of the year. He didn't really promote it that much - only on facebook. I think you had to join before midnight on December 31st though. I almost joined, but then thought - that's a hell of a commitment! lol

It is. I've been seeing some stuff on Facebook and everything looks so awesome.

Yeah, I complimented him on it. What a great idea!

it is a good idea. ah well, i'm not facebook friends with anyone from here except Jane so i never knew about it

I'm glad I caught it just in time. There have been some amazing pieces/ideas posted there. I'm pretty sure you can go check the site out without being a member to see all the cool things that have been posted.

Yeah, you can browse what everybody posts. He's constantly sending updates via facebook.

So is this thread for community art: http://i50.tinypic.com/fwnfav.png

Twisted Underground

Why are you looking at me like that?
Don’t act like you see me.
Don’t try to acknowledge my existence.
This is the metro.

Look, don’t get all serious, okay?
It’s just some girl being harassed.
Come on, admit it, it’s a little funny, right?
This is the metro!

Oh, I get it. You think you’re better than us.
You’d best shape up, buddy.
This is the metro.
And in the metro, you leave decency at the door.

The movie is over

The movie is over
and I would like
to show you something.
Emotions laid out,
shaped and hued by words,
perhaps my own, but then,
if not mine, whose,
and I wish my heart was real,
a thing for the seeing,
understood, not admired
or loved,
but acknowledged,
and would you see me then,
exposed,
logically flawed
in an unbound tempest
of sentimental drudge.

And here is my pen, stabbing,
trying to find a vein
so you can see
what is in me,
but there is nothing.
It flees
or fails
or simply isn’t real.
But then, had I
so easily forgotten
my heart
is not a thing.
It is a hole
and I live in it
and someday,
maybe,
I’ll find a way
to show you.

We fall like the ashes through time without division, a division of known space and of that from which you know better. We've already seen what you're trying to hide and we've been to the place where you are now, and even the place where you're trying to go; you complicate this imagery to yourself, though. Let your enemy hear what it is that we're trying to tell you, because once you understand, truly understand what lengths we've gone to and how far we've traveled to bring you this warning, it will be too late for them. You see, we may fall with these ashes but they are not where we reside.

We are of stars, we are awaiting your acceptance of what is and what couldn't possibly be. All you need do is ask for a sign and we will show you the path of righteousness for we are still falling ourselves, and even us, the divine, aren't immune to the greatest of the architect's design. Though a single dimension separates an absolute unity between us, it is enough to divide your logical reasoning for existence from our illogically reasoning of your nonexistence. So in a way we are the same, you and we both know only what we are allowed, but we do know more so take heed these words: give unto us your ritual and let our spirit illuminate you from within.

You are getting much much better.

Thanks, Pepper, that really means so much.

I think you could remove the 'But then' from line nine of the second stanza, or replace it with a better word than 'but' and it would have a nicer effect.

The flow is sort of interrupted and jarring right there, especially because you used 'but' a couple lines above it.

It is usually best not to repeat words like that unless the repetitiveness is purposeful and more frequent than twice. Most often any words that can be omitted while still conveying the same idea, those words turn out to be unnecessary, that is unless there is a certain rhythm meant to the repetition of them.

Just my personal opinion. Take it with a grain of salt.

I guess you did use 'but then' in the first stanza, actually, so it does repeat.

Something about that part in the second jarred me though. I really like all the rest of it. Clearly, I've read it three times now.

No, you're quite right. I appreciate your advice. This was pretty much the second draft of this poem, and I need to learn to revise things, but I just wanted to post it. You're absolutely right, though. Maybe I can replace it with "Oh"

Oh would be good, I like that well. And or Yet would work too.

Hey, if it jars you, it probably jars other people, and it's not meant to do that. And I'm really glad you like it. It felt right when I was writing it.

I like that a lot Fano.

Thank you, Roseate!

The first one almost feels like it could be a Jacques Brel song or a Divine Comedy song or something
That's a compliment, in case you weren't sure!

Oh, I knew right away it was a compliment. Seriously, it's a great compliment! Thanks!

Think I'm gonna have to listen to some Divine Comedy now

he looks like an extra from Deadwood with that beard, hehe

Cry Wolf

I had a teacher once
who got choked up
reading us a chapter
from her favorite book.
We all looked around,
Waiting,
Not sure what to do
Not sure what to say,
As if that age old
“Talk amongst yourselves”
ever inspired anyone to speak.

There was a wolf in some snow,
And then it got shot,
and that’s where she stopped.
And we were sitting,
Thumb-twiddling,
Expected to look away,
As if she couldn’t bear to feel
To admit
that she felt something,
Anything,
For a wolf that wasn’t real.

But who says what’s real?
You remember them, don’t you?
Those moments,
pure and intense,
From your favorite film,
Lyrics and quotes,
impassioned and compelling
And ever so appropriate,
running in your head for days.
We know logically that
“it’s not real,”
thank our lucky stars that
it’s not us,
yet there it is.
The anguish,
The fury,
The untenable yearning
Of those we might
Learn to know
As we know ourselves.
It knocks and calls out and
Looks the wrong way
Through the peephole.
It insists-
It pounds and hollers
Until it’s ringing in your dreams.
Then the door goes,
Because you kind of forgot
To fasten the lock-
And it’s got you,
Taking as its own what was yours,
Only yours,
Sacred ground in the heart of You.

Now that false,
“it’s not real” story
is breathing,
using your lungs,
settling in for the long haul.
And what shall we say then?
“There is a thing in me,
and it understands
and explains
and is who I am,
don’t you see?”
No, because they won’t.

And one day
You’re walking in the street,
and some words over coffee
make you think of a scene-
And the images burn behind your eyes
And the words fly apart in your head,
And you turn to look
And your are lungs full of snow
And a shot’s ringing in your ears
And a crying wolf slips away in the crowd,
As if it couldn’t bear to feel
To admit
that it felt something,
Anything,
For someone that wasn’t real.

The problem I had with this one is that I could have taken it in several directions at the end and it was hard to know what I wanted to do, but this feels the most complete.

BRAVO Chris!!!

(you have a typo in the line near the bottom about the snow in the lungs, it says 'your are')

Thanks for catching that!!

And I'm glad you like it

My friend colored my pictures!

I created a tumblr for my skit

Timewastemanagement.tumblr.com

I was considering trying to color those. Glad I didn't because he did a much better job.

No please do i want all different styles. I am asking you ro, pleasw

Fukin Junkie slug.

That's awesome Noah! You are in the company of Ralph Bakshi (Fritz the Cat), and John Kricfulusi (Ren and Stimpy), with your successful effort. Your characters are great. And, I really like the coloring, but you know best.

And I still really like the squid skull, that you did the best! Amber is right. You are so much better than Squidbillies. Really beyond comparison.

UGH! I can't get your link to work #$*%!!

I am right about what? Where is the squid skull?

The slug he drew after I posted pictures of a bunch of needles I found in the woods, and a banana slug on a fallen tree.

Speaking of which, that junkie slug should be yellow. Jaundice junkie liver damage for one, for two, he was a banana slug to begin with.

They all look great in color anyway.

Maybe we should bring back the monthly sketch threads? is anyone up for that? If I make a thread will people join in? Or a monthly creativity thread? Where any sort of creativity based on a certain theme and the crazy things it invokes will go?

That sounds like fun, a theme and then just be creative however your brain is inspired, whether it be drawing something or painting or writing or taking a picture or banging a tune on a bucket or making an interpretive dance or cooking a funny shaped cake what the heck ever/

Anyone want to bring that back, do people have time? Once a month thing, so plenty of time to feel pressured and not pressured? If people would be interested in participating I will start with a february thread to kick it off. make it a 2013 Cult project.

I'd like that.

that'd be cool, I already have a few projects that i'm already behind on though

noah your friend did an awesome job, the drawings look great

http://i48.tinypic.com/13zdeg9.png

I like it. I like it a lot.

This is actually for another cultie but I have to redo it.This migraine has my hands shaking like a mother fucker.

COLOR
THE FUCKING
PICTURES

Just wrote another poem, much shorter, much less time, but I liked it. It wrote it listening to Mt. Washington by Local Natives from their new album.

I want to color the pictures too but I'd have to use my mom's computer. Maybe I'll take a crack at it later tonight.

I want a squid skull t-shirt!!
If you don't do it, I'll print it off and make my own. Seriously.
Noah, have you thought of submitting some of your designs to threadless t-shirt or something?

I'd definitely wear the Chicken Frying Balls one.

Pete has a drawing tablet? *jealous*