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Comment by Cinderellas Big Score on January 14, 2009 at 4:56pm

I'd like to find out what other peoples experience of art school was like, mine was pretty patriarchal and stifling. I like the faces on the wall.

Comment by annabell on December 3, 2008 at 6:34pm

Memory
I tried to push you away
and ignore you
tried to white wash and
water you down
made myself belive that
now is now.

I tried to ignore you
tried t water you down
tried to white wash you
tried to belive that now is now.

But you are a hard fact
inherent to myself
in accordance with you I act

Struggled to become detached
you are the one by whom I get fetched

Started my life anew like giants refreshed
Yet,
you are inevitable lik a person driving the
wrong way
on the motorway

and I get
crashed.

Comment by annabell on December 2, 2008 at 7:32pm

Lovely, I think this is what riot grrrlism is abut: being a bit of an artist:-)

Comment by April on September 10, 2008 at 11:18am

hello! what a great idea!
my art project is photographing everything i buy (non-necessities)
and posting it on a blog. fireinmypocket.blogspot.com
it's been interesting so far.
inkypinky your art is fantastic.
annabell's poems are awesome.
can't wait to see what everyone else will add.

Comment by sappy courtney on September 8, 2008 at 11:18am

hi,i am sappy,and i'm artist ..designer but i like to write a poetry,paint,draw comic books..i'll show you my drawings and sketches one of those days...

Comment by xxxHAYLEY on September 1, 2008 at 6:13pm

This is an awesome group, great idea. i'll see if i can post some of my sketches later on. ;]

Comment by Riot Grrrl Portraits on August 3, 2008 at 12:51pm

Hi there, I love this group. I totally feel the same everyone has the means for expression.

Have a peep at my ongoing project... I hope you'll send me some pics and get involved!

www.myspace.com/portraitcollection

Jade xxx

ps. i love that painting of the face.

Comment by annabell on July 13, 2008 at 7:14am

Islam, Alcohol and Punk no problem

wearing a veil

and a motorhead t-shirt, going to a punk concert no problem
leaving the festival at 5 for a prayer in the next mosque,
and coming back to party, all night,
no poblem

Comment by annabell on July 13, 2008 at 7:11am

A cat is still a cat is still a cat is still a cat
A rainy day
on the roof of our garden cabin
I was in the kitchen looking through the window
One fat muscularly white cat mauled the back of an other more graceful grey one and dug its claws into its thick anf fluffy fur--
She had tried to escape him - now,
only a hair breath distant form the 5 meters deep abyss.
terrifed of falling down.


I went outside stood on my toes and looked the white cat into its bestial eyes.

"Not on our roof! You are not allowed to have sex on our roof!That is a public offence!"

I went into my room and put a chair right in front of the cabin, climbed up
just to be at eye level with them.


5 minutes of silence and unobtrusive moves only.
She too scared of jumping down.
He, with his proud thorax poked out, directing his angry slitshaped pupils at me.
A challenge. Will I throw a stone or will they jump on my face?

The male cat sniffed at the other cat’s crotch.

Miaouw, Miaouw the bigger cat said.

In despair the she jumped down --
directly followed by its much taller counterpart

Running through my neighbours backyard
like as it´s a matter of life an death,
and around the corner.

Comment by annabell on July 13, 2008 at 7:10am

Poetry
Wrting poems is like telling quarreling, crying, sobbing,
kids
to leave the tousled flat.

After a while they will come back,
exausted,
with smutched clothes,
dishevelled hair,
the tiny spaces between nails and fingers
filled with dirt,
but,

in peace and quiet.

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