Daily Keemo. 11.23. Words Fall Like Butter Off My Eyelids

Words Fall Like Butter Off My Eyelids
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I probably should stay away from the keys tonight. The doctor gave me some vicodin to deal with the pain in my left side, just below the ribs but above the hip and the bruise there is the size of a paperback and things are spinning and slanted just a bit and I suppose that painting is easier in this state of mind and the words fall like butter off my eyelids onto the screen. So, I am going to stop there and just leave this painting as it is... with four hearts. ...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 11.23. Words Fall Like Butter Off My Eyelids

Words Fall Like Butter Off My Eyelids
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I probably should stay away from the keys tonight. The doctor gave me some vicodin to deal with the pain in my left side, just below the ribs but above the hip and the bruise there is the size of a paperback and things are spinning and slanted just a bit and I suppose that painting is easier in this state of mind and the words fall like butter off my eyelids onto the screen. So, I am going to stop there and just leave this painting as it is... with four hearts. ...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 11.19. Two Of Us Going Nowhere

Two Of Us Going Nowhere
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Just daydreaming and painting. That's it...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 11.16. In The Mirror You Realize How Unfinished You Are

In The Mirror You Realize How Unfinished You Are
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To be honest with you I don't really feel much like writing this evening. It was one of those days when you don't remember half of the car ride home because you are staring out the window with your mind on other things and you get home and catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and you realize how unfinished you are as a human being. To be honest, I don't feel like doing much at all this evening. The corporate world has taken it out of me. If it was just me, I would trade my life in the corporate world for a bologna sandwich. The details are unimportant as I can assume that most of you have had that similar thought at one time or another. You know what? I think I am just going to leave it there. It is really enough said and I can see I am getting nowhere except maybe getting a little off my chest but none of that changes things. With that, here is to realizing that you are unfinished and knowing it is OK and embracing it...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 11.16. In The Mirror You Realize How Unfinished You Are

In The Mirror You Realize How Unfinished You Are
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To be honest with you I don't really feel much like writing this evening. It was one of those days when you don't remember half of the car ride home because you are staring out the window with your mind on other things and you get home and catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and you realize how unfinished you are as a human being. To be honest, I don't feel like doing much at all this evening. The corporate world has taken it out of me. If it was just me, I would trade my life in the corporate world for a bologna sandwich. The details are unimportant as I can assume that most of you have had that similar thought at one time or another. You know what? I think I am just going to leave it there. It is really enough said and I can see I am getting nowhere except maybe getting a little off my chest but none of that changes things. With that, here is to realizing that you are unfinished and knowing it is OK and embracing it...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 11.3. My Words Are Not Like Poems.

My Words Are Not Like Poems
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I suppose the painting says it all. My words are not like poems and this daydream about means so much more...Enjoy!

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Daily Keemo. 11.01. And All The Air Was Empty

And All The Air Was Empty
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I worked late last night. This happens more often than not and at those hours of the morning you don't need the vodka to help your mind wander because it will do it just fine on its own. Did I say that I worked late last night? At those hours there is a thin line between dream and daydream and the lines and the colors seem to work no matter how you shake it. It must have been close to three this morning and this painting was on the desk right before I tip toed up the stairs and slid into a cold bed and found her warm hand and in the morning I was still wearing socks. Did I mention that this happens more often than not?... Enjoy!
 

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