Toxic Tigers

Toxic Avenger meets the Two Brothers-

The Japanese prints came from a tag sale in Glen Cove we did, and were
sold because I tried to hide them underneath a jewelry case.  The end of
Akria Kurosawa's Ran has a picture similar to that.  It's been a part of my
creative process for years.  I tried getting my friend to realize that and saw
he lost a lot of his creative ability.  Enthusiasm is a done thing for him,
really is.  I don't want to move too fast or too slow, but...I got the rhythm
of writing down, so I knew what I wanted after speaking to him.  I just
got a little bit out of rhythm after our friends from New York came, thrown
back into my old habits.  I knew that I would end up, back in the random
photo blog area.  I saw everyone's hold on me dissipate from my mind
like a Summer in a Fall class room, but it's May, I think, almost June.
June is a good month, better when you move away from people who
caused you strife, who had their birthdays in that particular month, and
had big picnics in the park, as a stagnant reminder of unfinished deals and
stuff.  Earlier today I wrote these words, "were all individuals, doesn't
mean were the same".  I think that is a romantic nuance, in that, as it
implies that someone wants to be creative, but can't tare themselves off
the same page as everyone else, so it's not really them being creative but
borrowing, from a limited supply source, running out, craving more and
so on and so fourth.  If that is what this book winds up being about, it will
sell.
I found a literary agent on-line, and did not arouse interest in my friend,
for some reason, wants me to identify.  Their is no easy way to get here
and the schools aren't here to look over our shoulders, to simplify and
categorize each component into optional, required standardized testing.
Art is a wilderness, drifting away into one's musings.  More like falling
a sleep during a test than actually getting to put your names on ones paper.
You can be tested on it, but a classroom full of successful artists would
have a harder time taking a test on art, than completing art.  Is that what
makes us leery?  When we are writing, the planet is spinning, the moon
is orbiting us and us the sun, so, I try to show people that a good work
of art, is capable of having it's own solar system within, where the story
is connected to the moon, the sun, the stars, and so on.
Right off the bat, I can recollect a story about a red dragon, from a book
on Thai Cooking, I drew on a piece of poster board and cut out to satisfy
my want of CGI rendering, in it's primitive stages.  That image was
traced and put onto a painting I made that appears in a music video called
"Lilly Lantern Day at Shaolin Temple'.  The red dragon was drawn right
beneath the crescent moon, and the next day the planet Mercury was right
beneath it.  Later on, I learned Mercury was in the system of Oniachus
"the snake handler' constellation, and coincidentally, the drawing in the
book, holds a snake, that it carries with it.  That was my story.