
“Pirate?”
…Tomorrow.
“Pirate?”
…Tomorrow.
And years, like days pass
as water upon my face
washing away time.
The real mystery is why any of this is a mystery.
A Conan Doyle I am not. And Pirate is no Moriarty. In fact, I don’t think anyone would ever be taken in by her crimes. On the other hand, her willful use of violence to disguise her crimes has its own effectiveness.
It’s been a bad few days. It’s been a bad for news like this as well. A bad decade — a bad millennium. And it seems we hear of these tragic events more and more often. Maybe I just never paid attention while I was growing up, or maybe we just hear more about such things due to globalization.
Regardless, I’m tired and sick at heart. All we can do is reflect on what’s happened, send what aid we can, and try to make the world a better place. Orlando is in my thoughts.
Christina Victoria Grimmie (March 12, 1994 – June 11, 2016)
I had no real idea of what to draw for this. All I know is that when I heard Christina Gimmie had been shot, I felt I had to draw something.
I first found out about Christina Grimmie when I watched her singing “Titanium” on Youtube. I found her singing to be incredibly moving, and that is as much as I knew her. Yet I feel terrible when I heard of her death, as so many of her fans did.
I don’t want to say much; just this. I think Christina was lost far too early, and I think her death was tragic. And while she might be gone, her songs live on. I’m not sure what kind of legacy that is, but I believe it is a kind of immortality. Christina, I can only say that I’m sorry you’re gone.
Share with everyone, Pirate.
This is a return to the roots of Pirate blog. Back when I couldn’t draw backgrounds, and made my pictures a lot smaller.
…Come to think of it, I still can’t draw the sun. I guess I’ll work on that. Until then, stay hydrated everyone!
Too late, guys.
From poetry and nice visuals to cold-blooded murder over graffiti. Yep, that pretty much sums up that blog. For the record, I don’t hate graffiti. It’s a really cool art form. I just hate graffiti on my stuff.
If you could step into the sky…
What is it like to fly?
How do you walk into the sky?
Tell me please, because I
I want to walk into the sky.
Just humor him, and maybe he’ll sail away.
Have you ever been attacked by one of those tiny dogs? You know, chihuahuas or a similar breed that thinks it’s immortal? I hate those dogs. I just want to kick them, mainly because they’re trying to bite me. But seriously, sometimes you just have to realize you’re a small fish in a big ocean.
The weird thing is that this is reality.
And we’re back to less graphics, more jokes. It’s really weird to me that doctors actually use super glue and tape in surgery. I feel like that’s wrong, but then again, I’m not a medical doctor. Yet.