walking on through to the other side

to draw

year of the rabbit, eye of the tiger


Hand of a giant squid. The one that your fighting with.

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Cccoming sssooon..

October seems to be faaar…but it isn’t so..
It isn’t so…  Coming soon….a nice little scary project. And absolutely edible.


goat is my name

Well, mission failed. I couldn’t  upload my twitter theme, I give up.  Who cares anyway.
Obviously I’m not the greatest twitter user…But the goat rocks:)


my orange box

Mrks Thumbs got older this month. Got even less serious. And even more zombie. But, in spite of  all blue light nights and days, motion keeps running there into my head, untouchable.  My hair is still intact. My eyes bright, even away of pixels shine.  So should be life, to the next and wiser year, and after. Screensaving and re-searching for happiness.
Cheers from my orange birthday box, with some grownup hidden in, holding a smile and a brand new white idea.


hard workin’ biscuit

I may need a rest.. or a new brain.


T as Tomorrow

Ford T Passenger Roadster, 1911.  Environment was funnier  in the olden days.


carrot cake cafe

this one will never be finished. but should go back there to remember that awesome carrot cake they make…


zoo-ming

pixels, points, plus, minus, some joints and no patience. what an infinite week, Gosh..
infinite and pixelated
I wish for a weekend without zooming. And some blur for a moment.


Scrabbles and wishes

couldn´t decide which one to send, so..  I´ve posted one to each blog.. and sent the third one..
Deciding don´t get easier as you grow older. Solving does.

‘Looking back on when I
Was a little nappy headed boy
Then my only worry
Was for Christmas what would be my toy
Even though we sometimes
Would not get a thing
We were happy with the
Joy the day would bring

I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ev-er have to go
I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ev-er have to go
Cause I love them so

(Stevie Wonder — I Wish)


far away, an imaginary land

land of kittens, brushes, red stairs, plum trees and sparkles. where children grow up in a twinkling of an eye, and flying is impossible only if you deny it. far away and changing colors, like mountains turn to blue or grey. And wishes mist a shivery sight. taking your mind to the longest walk, a trip to the land of May or Might.