Bombin'

[Furnace]

He looked around, scouting the area like an antelope leading the herd. With caution and determination, he leapt the buiding gap. Sure, it was only 6 feet wide, but when you're 30 stories up, that 6 feet feels a lot like 60 feet.
Walking to the blank wall, he imagined what the piece would look like. His thoughts racing, both from adrenaline and creation.
This is when he loves painting the most.
The orange light raining down from a lampost is his sun.
The wall is his lover.
The spray cans are like sex.
And his piece?
That's his child.
With each stroke, each explosion of paint, he reaches new heights of joy. Here, each colour represents each feeling that transfers from his mind to the canvas.
It's cathartic.
and in the end? It's beautiful.
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The wave of the future

 

[Roches]

hey-- i like that.
a lot.
don't really know what i can say to it...
ive wanted to write something raw and urban for a long time, and that's about right for something short.
about all i could manage was learning to write taggy, so it looks really badass when i write the names of chemicals and stuff. =P
however. i still got nice images.
for some reason, in dark raw drum-and-bass-style cities, it's always raining.
rain, neon, concrete and steel -- aww. we need to live in a world more like that. abandoned buildings, underground parties, amphetamines and spray paint.

 

[Aja909]

This rawks!

beep!

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