Speaking for the Unspoken is a commentary on the disenfranchised. Disenfranchised can be defined as a person who is stripped of their power. Each artist has returned power to their subjects by honoring them in their work. Then the disenfranchised began to look, different than expected.
Do I overpaint myself?
New post, new sign, she’s stressed, too much to do- happens all the time.
Now it’s photo play, but no way, can she delay, the other 58 blogs she’s intending
And sending out wedding invitations, didn’t Miss Albright mention in her dissertations,the millionaire’s clubs in 46 nations, light headed, a breathless, sensation
It’s all over, tomorrow is the last day, what can Red say, but Miss Albright You’ve got to relay, the fact that these bad boys must go away,and stay,
How long can you live with me, think how much fun to live in a teepee, or by the sea, your little brothers must hang free.
So hanger uppers take a peak, last day prices are very cheap, so many paintings I can’t sleep
thinking they will follow me to my grave.
Once a year,splurge,it’s not too much to pay. It becomes like an old friend, have a great day. Buy one from an artist you adore, or abhor and that you can’t wait to give away.
I’m a singer. Hey I never wanted to be an artist. I’m a singer.
Organize and Prioritize
did I even introduce myself? later,
I dazzle without thought, my smile could be a bit smirky but it dazzles with a spark, bespectacled … Who would ever conceive of the likes of me.
Thankfully the painter could carry the show,forty five years of starvation. Her hands leatherized and her lips weatherized, taunt between etched furrows from Mama Marlboro, oh yes, a smoker.
1. Show invitations -where are they, file goggle vs. explorer, like 2 whores bartering, bargaining on the street, shrieking on the street, streaking on the street
who can help me here? no, a good word, leave it.
a. an editor, where is this person?
b. a friend, who,
where is she? Margaret.
c. the psychiatrist, I forgot I hate him, a bit strong, no, no, my mother would disapprove, shit she always comes up in my thoughts.
d. that psychologist, what a joke; he failed the listening test.