Archive for the ‘Week 52’ Category

Week 52- Sue O’Connor

Posted: March 26, 2012 in Sue O'Connor, Week 52


Week 52 Photobug Shar

Posted: March 26, 2012 in Photo Bug Shar, Week 52

I went around and around on somthing befitting our final week… and here it is my fellow geekz!

Until next time.



Even if fists alone

Are only hands, they’ll

pummel innocence away

Just to announce that you

Are less because you love

Wrong; love the wrong; the wrong

Person loves you. Back


Of hands, violent, can grip

Nothing; yet, reversion

Says your tux will not walk

Him down the aisle. The message


Says the hand you hold is not

The right hand. And the left

One will be naked. When


Hands disapprove and become

Grips around guns – butts that

Will bludgeon – tie him to a fence.


Tell him he can’t serve and hold

A gun. Tell others it’s okay to jump

From cars with fists around baseball

Bats that swish violently in the night

At heads already enclosed in gauze.

Week 52- Betty Jarra

Posted: March 26, 2012 in Betty Jarra, Week 52


Week 52- Amber Perkins

Posted: March 26, 2012 in Amber Perkins, Week 52


Week 52- Kelly Bennett

Posted: March 26, 2012 in Kelly Bennett, Week 52

still unfinished plaster bust for breast cancer auction in June, i have so much more done on it i had to share. i have 5 nearly complete paintings on the peice now. the chesire cat in a tree of playing cards, rising up from a flower bed, the mad hatter and march hair, having tea at the doormouses unbirthday party, the start of the live flower garden, then moving left we have the catterpillar and the white rabbit in a mushroom grove, and the red queen and her chess peices will be looking down disapprovingly on all. no one below seems to notice Alice and delialah ( her kitten) have been watching through the opening of the rabbit hole this etire time.

Week 52- Ashley Davene

Posted: March 25, 2012 in Ashley Davene, Week 52

Well loves – welcome, one last time to my dim lit corner – here I sit – legs laced on my stool – heart heavy on the inhale and weightless on the exhale suggesting that all things come & go – & the good ones forever – I love you as the light dims on this corner – I love you as the day breaks over each and every solitary moment – I love you in the timelessness of forever, in the flight of the doves wing, the neighbors cry, the mothers recognizing words, the fathers loving whispers, I love you as all the things that are, have been, will be and were, the stars lining with crimson moons and soaking up lifes moisture, I love the mist that anticipates every time you draw and release a breath, the heart beat in the chest that rises and falls, and I each time with it. I love you as everything, so you see in deed – my mystical friends- there is no begg. there is no end –

The rain fell against the window –transient

And I fell in love again there

All of the days tastes dropped into jars id collected

Id dipped lavishly into the river of all things

No plan in the rain stopping

No plan on what comes next or continuation

Waiting for the pulse to stop waiting for the water to turn off

And then the floods came

And I inhaled and exhaled with eyes and mouth open

Thought I couldn’t come over it

Thought id never live again or breathe again

Or live to hear a heartbeat inside of my body besides my own

Or a husband tell me he loves me

There in those waves water crashing

I became transient floating

Methodically with the current

Soothed by the upheaval to feel

Less than worthy of anything

Knowing that from that moment forward

I would not drink another meal

And eat another glass of water

Over coming in that moment the confiscating winds inside myself

Calming the tides , residing in a space of the ocean un-afraid

Truly, fully, not the victim – but at a

A café if you will, a cloud there floating

taken up

Am one with it

With everything and with nothing

And I know then

I know that I AM the great spirit

That we are one with all things

Stilling the hush of dilapidation

Surfacing weightless gliding

Effortlessly upon the blue cascading water

Raptured in frothy foamy surf

Some how returned to the shore

& all the better for it

-Friends and fellows- much love throughout this 52 week geek project – this wild beautiful ride on lifes rocket – projecting in shots that we all served up & I am grateful / blessed to have been able to share time, energy & space with such beautiful souls, & talented artists.

-ThE End


Ashley Davene

Week 52 – Brian Weeks

Posted: March 25, 2012 in Brian Weeks, Week 52

Well, here it is. My last submission for TGAP 3. It’s bittersweet… I am SO ready for TGAP 4 (if that actually becomes a thing).

True to myself, I needed to go out big. So, the last project was my most ambitious. The mix, the cover art, and to have it available to listen to or download.


Beached Starfish 1

Beached Starfish 1


52 of 52!!!! WOOHOO. It’s been a fun year with a ton of great art! I am going to keep this going and continue to post one a week on my blog and on facebook.

Here is a new drawing, the first of many to come from a new series I am starting… After all, it is almost summer!!

The original drawing is available for purchase $40 and prints are available here.



Wish I had something amazing for the last entry into this year-long project.

Let me just say this has been interesting.  Not since college have I had a deadline to create anything so that was a challenge, but neither have I been able to communicate and share work with other artists.  I’m really glad I was introduced and invited to join this project.  Thank you for your time.


I had a lot of fun cutting up license plates.  I didn’t have all the letters for my first idea- TGAP3-Week 52, so I came up with this one…

Week 52 – Elizabeth Fox

Posted: March 19, 2012 in Elizabeth Fox, Week 52

Week 52~ Caron Thomas

Posted: March 19, 2012 in Caron Thomas, Week 52

Week 52 – w.c. pelon

Posted: March 19, 2012 in w.c. pelon, Week 52

Anime Wallpaper: Kumadori

Rendered in Daz 3D, postwork in Photoshop CS

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