Showing posts with label eerie matters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eerie matters. Show all posts
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Men in Wicked Shoes.
Now when I listen to my Dead Man's Bones playlist, I immediately have the days when I was working hard on my EA Poe project (with real dedication) running through my head with all the visuals of late nights, silence, lacy cigarette smoke, loads of line drawings and painting the tombstone and the smell of acrylic paint, loads of ghostly shadows on the walls of my room when I couldn't fall asleep, two men I know in person which wear awesomely wicked shoes, my greyish blue roses pattern skirt, the decadent walls of the corner of my "poe cabinet" space and definitely everything tinted with the sounds of the "In the Room Where You Sleep" and "Werewolf Heart" songs. It feels like I actually used to live in that House of Usher I drew, with the dusty moonlight through the stained glass Gothic revival windows, gloomy hallways, little disappointment and minutes of magic, the velvet arm chairs, mosaic floors and spiderweb-work decorating the gutter edges.
Labels:
eerie matters,
life,
odd things
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
the journalist.
I want the Friday night back, the music, the thoughts, the sounds and lights.
I really want to talk to him again like there is no freaking tomorrow.
Can't remember his name no matter how hard I try. nooooooooooo.
I really want to talk to him again like there is no freaking tomorrow.
Can't remember his name no matter how hard I try. nooooooooooo.
Labels:
day impressions,
eerie matters,
life
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Howard Phillips Lovecraft.
Howard Phillips Lovecraft (August 20, 1890 – March 15, 1937) was an American author of horror, fantasy, and science fiction, known then simply as weird fiction. Lovecraft's major inspiration and invention was cosmic horror, the idea that life is incomprehensible to human minds and that the universe is fundamentally alien. Those who genuinely reason, like his protagonists, gamble with sanity. His works were deeply pessimistic and cynical, challenging the values of the Enlightenment, Romanticism, and Christian humanism.
Labels:
eerie matters
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Oh boy, tonight I'm going out with Max P., and not Max Payne (who is sexy too), but a real superhero.
Labels:
day impressions,
eerie matters
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