Remembering what I am
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That was another time consuming project...
This is a digital work but totally handmade

I painted each circle individually on a black
surface. I made a quick preparatory sketch
first (you can see it in the "making of" below)

Click to enlarge...
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Touch My Outside Skin
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By Peter S. Quinn

Touch my outside skin
Trying to reach the bone
I'm everything within
Structured by my tone
Nothing much of difference
From someone like you
Give me and my ways a chance
Make my life come thru

Like a day that’s going by
So is everything going
Flying low and flying high
Inside each track showing
Answers coming to reward
Within days new choice
That we know will start
To surrender its rejoice

(Read the full poem)

Thanks for writing this Peter!

© 2010 - Ben Heine

P I C A S S O
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© 2008 - Ben Heine

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Picasso
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By E.E. Cummings

Picasso
you give us Things
which bulge:
grunting lungs pumped full of sharp thick mind

you make us shrill
presents always
shut in the sumptuous screech of
simplicity

(out of the
black unbunged
Something gushes vaguely a squeak of planes
or

between squeals of
Nothing grabbed with circular shrieking tightness
solid screams whisper.)
Lumberman of The Distinct

your brain's
axe only chops hugest inherent
Trees of Ego, from
whose living and biggest

bodies lopped
of every
prettiness

you hew form truly

(The poem appeared on americanpoems.com)

Man in a Woman Costume
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© 2008 - Hubert Lebizay

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God, Man and Woman
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By Firoze Shakir
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In the cradle like womb

lies birthright of a

baby...

the father of man

in full bloom...

humble beginnings

live let live

go back

as food

for worm like thoughts

in an unmarked tomb.

God the Dress maker

Man in a Woman’s Costume.

Woman undressed

Mans Everlasting Doom.

Dark shadows on his

Ancestral awakening loom

A dead corpse to exhume

The world a mortuary

A tenanted room

(Poem's source : firozeshakir.blogspot.com)
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The poem and photo appeared on hubzay.deviantart.com

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