Angles

It’s been quite a few weeks in the world. I’ve felt compelled to make a Klezmer wedding band song crashing into trap drums and 808 subs. It kind of matches the chaotic vibe lately. From this audio chaos, I tried a new style of doodling. I find myself enjoying the different angles to view it.

Echo

Hard to believe 9/11 was 24 years ago. I don’t recall the woman who possessed this skin back then.

Looking Back

I had a lot of time to be in my own head at the recent religious funeral I attended. Listening to the pastor reminds me why I don’t go to church anymore. He spoke of a woman he didn’t know and none of us knew either.

We Both Know It Was A Girl

There’s a certain kind of hell for those who look blindly to the suffering of any children. That, I will agree with.

Finger in the Pie

Inside all this chaos, there is an eerie calm. Another view, from a different angle, it all flows seamlessly.

No Star Suns

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2 responses to “Angles”

  1. […] Not a complaint, just pointing out the cycle of living repeating. I’m tempted to play with angles and perspectives, per the usual. Though this time, I can’t decide on which feels […]

  2. […] always working out for ways to play with perspective. Not simply angles, I’m playing with the mind’s […]

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