The God of Red and Heretic (painting by Killer Luca. words by cocaine jesus)
this
dried out in blood and pus
the riddle me night sleep walks
into a bleak blanket of stars
and cement iron roads that run the
length of finger imagination
that hurls its lonley heart onto the
bloody prickles of candy luck cactus
foretold by the solidiers who fill
the horizon with feathers and
words
painting by Killer Luca with additional words by cocaine jesus
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speak to the dark angels
posted by Russell CJ Duffy at Monday, December 04, 2006
12 Comments:
Every time I come here, I am filled with joy and admiration. Brilliant picture and lovely words CJ.
Fantastic team. Wonderful wonderful wonderful. I love this collaborative site.
Ooh, just missed Dr. Ant there.
Peeping atcha.
I like the way in this image that it almost exactly reflects real skin. I keep coming back to this today and thinking, what is it? What is it? And then I realise that it is real skin. And the colour of pain, that is what it reminds me of.
It's the colour-scheme of the image, too. Vivid. Acid-vivid. Pop Art-vivid.
Carry on disturbing, please.
you three are right. this is one heckuva collaboration. by some miracle we find ourselves able to run riot and have fun and still produce some really provocative stuff.
doriandra tells me that she will be back soon so the news just got better!
raven>>>good to see you again.
x
doctor a
and
molly>>>in fairness this is all about Luca and very little to do with me. the guy is really, really talented. you can see more of him here if you go down to the link marked killer luca's art.
CJ, Luca's art is wonderful, yes; and I think you for introducing me to it by inviting me to contribute to Discharge. But I do like your word-pieces, too. A good team, in my view.
doctor A>>>and i think you too!!
(of course i niver mike typo's)
Gosh! Typos make for philosphical inference on this occasion, it seems, CJ! Surely we do think each other into Being.
Dyslexic Donovan I is me
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