#ajmarek

Delia has it going on. Fanart for AJMarek

Giftart for @/ajmarek featuring his characters in 1960s stylization. Based on a looping animation he did a while back.

9/22

With each pitch we wait on the edge of sofa seats, bar seats, standing in our living rooms for the crack of wood smashing leather, rubber, cork, out over dirt and grass to plastic and metal seats with fleshy five fingered hands and leather gloves catching home runs from twenty somethings in their prime making hundreds of thousands of dollars playing in front of hundreds of thousands of people, where stealing is accepted and a quick eye and a quick hand make the favorite past time of America that we call baseball.

The kids are screaming across the street at the child development center. Two to three times a day starting fairly early in the morning, as soon as the door opens there are tiny lips parting with blood curdling screams filtering through baby teeth out into the air and through my window fan blowing into my room upon my wife and my dog and my cold body waiting for winter when they don't go outside anymore.

Tar leaves my nostrils, forgetting how to breathe again I count back from ten to center my mind on what's before me: air, water, no fire (all of that is in my soul) passion burning like a house fire I set & left for awhile, got a Slurpee and came back to see the firefighters battling, leaned over to a policeman and said "I'm the one." Yes, I'm the one with language in my spine, my vertebrate bending and twisting as I lean forward into the future leaving the past on the floor like a dirty outfit; my skin is porous, soaking up vernacular from laymen and turning it into art - I live for this gentle tide that comes as irregular as a menstral cycle of a girl who just can't conceive, writhing in pain with cramps of temptation and desire, she curls into the fetal position on the bathroom floor - inside her a dream dying to be born to die again.

Strike the wood on wood ring bells of metal chant words with breath in monotone ring the bells again sit breathe inhale exhale feet falling asleep legs too beginner stand up stretch knees hips arms neck sitting again ring the bell better this time nothing falls asleep breathing breathing breathing beginner (Written after visiting and meditating at a zen monastery for the first time.)