01 March 2005

Dairy girl's dream

This is a superfunked-great song I wrote the other night at 2am, I think. I call it this:

There once was a man without any hands.
He traded in his fingers for cheese graders.

He's a dairy girl's dream, a dairy girl's dream.
Look past the seems and you will see a real boy.

He's different than you and me,
He's a dairy girl's dream, a dairy girl's dream.

by: Todd Rachmaninoff Robbins

Sabbath curtain glories

Guitar and Lightfields II

Guitar and Lightfields

Momma cuts the universes


Momma cuts the universes.

We can slice


We can slice, we can slice.

24 February 2005

Star screamy


Last night the stars on my face were streaming at light-orbs!

Light & Fabric III


Sirry but here's another light-through fabric piece.

Light & Fabric II


Yet again I'm still stuck on color, isn't it fantastic that we can see like the astronauts with "real" red-eye?

Light & Fabric I


Yesterday's photo attack included draperfication... hanging sheet metal and something.