Sunday, January 08, 2006


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A couple of months ago Laurel agreed to submit to my dark art. You see the result above.

I feel very close to Laurel and always root for her. She's got a big heart but doesn't know it, or tries to refuse it because it is too big to handle. Something. She is in love with life and has a big crush on death, which I think is okay as long as she doesn't kill herself over it. She quotes Anna Swir- "A poet should be as sensitive as an aching tooth" and I think Laurel pretty much lives up to this description.

Anyway. I seem to be in a primarily visual mode right now, and my words feel like ill-shaped blocks of wood, so I'll shut up now and let you all look at the pictures.

Hope you like this, Laurel.



Blogger LKD said...

Well, I love it and am laughing my ass off right now because the image posted is a little box that says:

"My image for this link is no longer here."

Told you I wasn't real. (grin)

Or that I'm not really here.

3:23 PM  
Blogger LKD said...

Oh, jesus, Scott.

It's beautiful.

It makes me want to cry. I'm not sure why.

Thank you for this.

3:35 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Glad you like it. And thanks for taking a chance.



3:39 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Laurel is lovely. And I like how you describe her... "a big crush on death" is apt, and I agree... as long as she doesn't kill herself over it. Right, Laurel? I read you and get a little scared sometimes but try to remind myself that writing about things is a way of managing the impulses which we might act on if we didn't. And you write so, so well.

4:32 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

a mysterious and fascinating work.

one always knew somehow that she would be beautiful. what I didn't anticipate was how the haunting within would seize and take over the reflection in her eyes. or is it that scott has given us the laurel only she herself can see?

4:59 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Aggh. it's scary

9:01 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

I think it looks like a michaelangelo--you know sistine chapel--where the plaster chips off in time. I think it's beautiful and has a timeless quality.

12:31 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I spent a long time at your blog today, and I was really impressed. You seem to be a very strong and gifted and giving person. I feel a great energy coming from you. I'll be visiting often, I'm sure.


You should have seen some of the other ones! Man, she didn't even have claws in this one...


You obviously have great taste in art. Yes, very much like a michaelangelo. Now go write that down in some art magazine. Hurry up. I'll wait.

Love you guys, and thanks!


6:15 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


You win the prize. As always, you find the secret spot and effortlessly put your finger right on it.

I am so lucky to get to hang around with you.

You should put that new poem up somewhere. Man, it's an asskicker.



6:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Tearful (Scott -- do you have a preference?)... I saw your comment on my blog. I'm very pleased you like it so much and I appreciate the feedback. :) I'll be back to visit here too! There's so much incredible work out here on the net it's almost overwhelming when one finds another source. But we'll prevail, eh?

6:49 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Call me Scott. Or tearful when the mood strikes you.

Yeah, looking forward to reading more of your blog.

Thanks again for stopping in!


7:39 PM  

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