More traveling. Gallery in Morro Bay, California now carries my Cali photographs and jewelry.
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Sunday, October 30, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
So, I did this amazing trip recently from Chicago to Santa Monica up to South Big Sur and back to Chicago. This one was a solo trip for the most part; yet did include a buddy from my past. I flew, took the The Coast Starlight train, and a long distance bus. An amazing journey to say the least. Took over 1800 photos.
Read about the last jaunt on Twitter under :
TwoGypsies @TheTwoGypsies
http://twitter.com/#!/TheTwoGypsies
OR check out my most recent journey at: REDGYPSY @REDGYPSY2 http://twitter.com/#!/REDGYPSY2. And photos...ah,yes there will be photos! And prints with option to buy coming soon!
Trippin'
So, I did this amazing trip recently from Chicago to Santa Monica up to South Big Sur and back to Chicago. This one was a solo trip for the most part; yet did include a buddy from my past. I flew, took trains, and a bus. An amazing journey to say the least. Took over 1800 photos. Read about the last jaunt on Twitter under : TwoGypsies @TheTwoGypsies http://twitter.com/#!/TheTwoGypsies OR check out my most recent journey at: REDGYPSY @REDGYPSY2 http://twitter.com/#!/REDGYPSY2. And photos...ah,yes there will be photos! And prints with option to buy coming soon!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Tumblr
All my stuff in one spot...amazing.
Well, umm, except for the Flickr, DeviantArt, Etsy, and Big Cartel and...
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Create
"Leave me alone in my thoughts,
for it is there that I build palaces of magic, and cities of wonder, undisturbed."
©2011∞Copperhead
Saturday, January 15, 2011
City
In skies of Violet and Cobalt Blue,
steel flowers rise amidst the rocks.
The tuna cans open as the day's catch spills out into the river.
Groundlings take flight into the shadows.
The crow and sparrow land briefly.
Crow's Black glossy fingers and Yellow marble eyes sift thru the shiny objects,
while sparrow keeps lookout.
Rat looks for the cheese,
grooming his greasy hair,
and searching for change.
Strays fight in the alleys,
over mates and Meth.
A blanket of White covers dirty streets.
Heaven's eraser for it's failure.
Boys in Blue and the ladies in Red,
share lies and bribes,
and other indiscretions.
Sirens cry and babies wail,
and the dividing line blurs,
amongst the haves, have-nots, and the fuck you man...I'm taking it's.
A shot cuts the night,
and all are equal.
Death sees not beauty, color, money or age.
It hears not cries, or laughter.
It is perfect balance.
©2011∞ Copperhead
Friday, January 14, 2011
Funeral
The death of dreams.
Tomorrow,
and hereafter,
The end.
The end of things as they were,
a broken promise of what will never be.
I wish I could wash it off,
and peel it away from me,
like a discarded skin.
The scar from burning memories.
A monkey suit of all the mistakes,
all the sadness.
I carry it,
it weighs upon me,
and pulls me down.
I feel the sorrow like an anchor.
Surrounding and encasing me.
Ave Maria amidst a funeral dirge,
When dreams of love were new,
Before death filled our days and memories lie yellowed among the photos of times remembered.
People growing old.
Grey haired strangers that used to smile at me,
As we held our hopes high for others to see amidst the Champagne toasts, baby showers and celebrations.
Now our secrets and dreams are seldom shared.
We meet like strangers in dark hallways through passageways to other doors.
Sharing life and poster board memories.
Swimming pool Summers and Black and White stories.
Cookies and crutches.
Dead man's party.
Minus the cool soundtrack,
and special effects.
We stare with regret of things left unsaid,
falling upon deaf ears,
and glued eyes.
Rag doll mouth with invisible stitches.
A permanent smile with silent laughter.
A beautifully adorned box with all the trimmings.
The cocoon is open and the wings have dried,
yet still you cage the butterfly.
©2011∞Copperhead
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