Crying Mountains Beyond Mnar’s hills, there’s a valley,Filled with mounts shaped like giant headsFrom their open mouths, from their caved eyes,Crying rivers of fog, rivers of tears, For why? For who? Gods knows. /* Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook –[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Searching my mind Jeffrey is soul searchingHe found nothing so farOnly some bits and partShould Jeffrey keep digging? /* Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook – Porte-mine sur carnet A6 */ Jeffrey décide de se retrouver.Alors il cherche au fond de[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Handy man Let him give you a heads up,For he will not lend you a hand,And please accept his helpOr meet his friends with more legs *** Ne le laissez pas vous tenir têteAcceptez son coup de mainCar sinon il[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Radioactive – Ok, how am I doing so far?– I can’t tell you that, you know. After the exam.– Oh come on, at least tell me if i made a big mistake!– All I can say is that you should[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Our god’s heads Our gods are gone. We still have their heads, ‘though.Their eyes shine in the dark, their tong are sticking out.As if they are mocking us, a last gesture of defiance.After all, it is us that chase them[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…