Friday, December 10, 2010
December 10th, 2010
Frank Frazetta seemed to be in charge of the sunrise this morning- something about the colors- the sky was an odd shade of green and the cloud had long menacing tentacles stretching west that went from neolithic orange to a sickly gold. I really wanted a huge hairless barbarian shouting his challenge to the day with his axe raised in his fist, when I rounded the corner of the 635 to face east...
Frank Frazetta
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Jim had this to say about pre-dawn this morning: The lights in the mist from the school are making white triangles towards the ground. With the sky just barely lit in the back ground the building looks very lost and alone- like an outpost on Mars or Jupiter or something... I really kinda liked it.
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