alex observes the kill

alex admires

"andre" says "give me one more hole"

the act of murder ( alex's young love)

flaming andre in foster grants with push up bra

flayed and ready

cafe med club kiss

"sister" collage 5x7 2007

random pairing

moody and dark

people that need pictures

in the jaw bone of an ass

love for sale

cuts to the heart

alex stirred but not shaken

you

and me

self portrait

hey

just posting some collages that i have found interesting maybe you have seen them before but not for a while. they have been in the vault often called a box.

golden gate hard

frastley

another poem from 1993

distress disorder
no identity without
rely and die
re-edit emotion
a cause to kill
solitude sucks me
schreeching silence
bed bound

arrive alive
acquire anger
fuck it fight it
judge me dogshit
pretentious liberal
psuedo intellectual
replicate replicate
expect me not to hate

today i turned off the tv

and i have been going through papers and pictures. i didn't get an art show that i applied for so that was a little disappointing. but i have been going through all of my collages over the last four years. and i will apply again in oct. i think my collages are strong work.

a poem from 1993 when i could write and read

curiously incandescent eyes
ejaculate
brooding. brimming arousal
cutthroat killer cache in core

burnished bubbles boil from below
alcoholic brume
saturably entombed
murder cools within alone

intrigued into another
sly love subterfuge
additional amiable avenues
to death do us part

a fragile kiss
feint. frailer
aches wishing for seditionary seduction
psycho killer comes alive

for this lie you'll die

"andre" little boy prayers to christ

alex with cape

fish hook kiss

""andre" a wolf in sheeps clothing"

""alex" binge and purge"

MARble presents

the return of alex and andre. those who remember and have the whole story and now they are back a little bit older a little more transformed. andre wears alot more wigs. and alex's lust for young boys has brought him to a battle of anorexia. keep watching

one dull grey afternoon

and those eyes that drew my into wonderful sin. hey hey listening to the chameleons uk, thinking of you today you know who you are you changed my life for the better. the only thing that would make this memory better would be some pot. god it has been a long time since i have been high. spending today with the headphones on avoiding the phone and the door bell..... i am blocking out the world and living in my imaginary universe that i call home. i will have new art on monday. have to buy batteries for my cam. and then you can see..... but you won't see me.