P.S. If anyone is interested in buying an artwork please email me. These are mainly paintings and drawings, I also do ceramics and sculpture.

cheers!!!

mickey::)

To all my devoted Readers:

I was very occupied by doing things in the past year. I am working on some new projects. I hope to put some more art soon!!!

xoxo

mickey::)

No Letter

Me with no letter
to summarise the knowing

ether

Dismay
Lonesome is pain when enter


Sea rocks hybrid nature
In a lake

La mezcla is virtue lute

Of wine stake


Winding sun through sea hair
Song of free

Strenghtened stare


Me with no letter...

cat paws in the oil

stirfry of fried free cherries 

that were selling spirits of wagabond apparition

like christ in athen

what called you into the white claws

what seized the tears

from your hair to my heart

fell into locomotive

into train steel of translucent motion

moving into ground dirt

drinks happiness happily hey

i loved the smell of leafs and bark in your rainbows 

just to toich you with my fluid of childs wonder

into cellar

into attic

into tunnell

into parrial

i want to scam on dirt

to feed the bugs of lucifer

to salivate on eyes of lies

to bring and hurt ratting sniffs

because im lucid about you!

theres no fire in the fish
mine is forgotten ashes on the horizon of venus

im lonely for thirst
mingling jugle and touching ethernal whispers
of what is past

in a glass of dusty prayer 🙏

morning at 10am
past startuling sunlight through the stars
like sliding on itchy paper
clips of sensitivity

morning like pot of milk
drained in fingers and paws and claws
sliding through
plastic toys of car machines
when simpsons trumple

of science called tune
when neighboroughs echo into
caves with bees
and thats the home of
witch faith
faith
of uncommon trance

morning like beer opener
in the claws of oak trees
sliding into walls
sliding into paws.

spark on my cheeks
burning lost hearts
in a midnight of australian fortune of wasted humour

i adore sunlight as much as complete darkness

raw nuts
sharp spikes of lonely rivers
stick to my eyes to rip the vision out and throw it into railtrails of bizzare

i want to drink raw nuts
through playing pools and invisioning astral daylight

till the darkness pours pain
onto skin of lucid verse

i am a sculpture of stolen feelings
my clothes belongs to smell of cats
and in my mouth only
tears left

i want to drink raw nuts!!!