A MONTH OF DUSTLASH by Spike
DUSTLASH is back and this month via blog !
To bring you up to date - new graphics have been created on polyvore, there is a new animation on the block, some texts and an exclusive recording of the latest song !
So first up, Polyvore ! for those of you who do not know what polyvore is, it is a site where i have adapted to make pictures out of pictures. here is my polyvore profile - http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=54775.. Throughout this month my style has changed rather a lot. from the dark and mysterious to the junky painted feel of my newer sets. All the latest sets will follow.
This new animation i speak of is not available yet as it is still ‘work in progress’ so I'm afraid you will just have to wait. For a change it is a burst of colour, all hand drawn in PhotoStudio and is a rapidly unfurling animation of movement and anime people, However i can say that it is my best yet.
“As the sun beat on the ground, and the melodious noise of the beasts and insects hummed and whipped through the silence there came a sound unlike the nature that filled the sound”. On the writing front, this is the beginning few lines of my latest text. the full version can be found below.
On other writing fronts there are some new lyrics hanging about. The song “ill be watching you”, is unaccompanied with any music at the time being, that shall be coming shortly, and if your lucky it may be recorded and put on youtube - http://www.youtube.com/user/mirroredwater - there is my account. less recent videos are permanently up there. including the not so good recording of my latest song.
Next month brings the expectations of new songs, new texts, new sets and the the newest addition to the ever growing animation list. Thank you for reading, i am spike behind the mask of dustlash, over and out for another month.
DUSTLASH AT POLYVORE the latest this month ...
DUSTLASH TEXT Most recent pieces this month...
[lyrics] - [inspired by a tune and an unknown david bowie song]
ill be watching you
oh as the sun comes up
and the stars fall out the sky
and when the clouds form white
as the days begin to shine
ill be there by your side
with your eyes to the skies
come away with me
oh cant you see
ill be watching you
when you cross the line
and the birds fly out the sky
and when the clouds dont cry
just the loss of life to try
ill be there by your side
with your eyes to the skies
come away with me
oh cant you see
ill be watching you
every move you make
every chance you take
ill be watching you.
[short story]
The Sound
as the sun beat on the ground, and the melodious noise of the beasts and insects hummed and whipped through the silence; there came a noise unlike the nature that filled The Sound. The Sound was a place, where all fighters came to be free. Not all found what they were looking for, but more often than not The Sound brought peace.
The unnatural noise struck again, like a drum beating its final toll. Yet it was unlike anything a living ear from The Sound had heard before. It struck from inside; and as everything came to a standstill, every creature looked in on itself. Questions filled the air, and the rumbling started again. The sound was undertaking war and the noise was the enemy.
As of yet nothing that thought for itself had entered The Sound. No one had entered and found themselves living. Yet somehow, against all odds, something catastrophic yet stunning had joined the ranks of the freedom flyers. As of yet, nothing such as the likes of Song, had gone against the power and might of nature and The Sound.
Song. She was conscious. She had a form. Yet she was magical. She had lived through all ages, and finally, had come to the end of the road. The end of life. Yet the beginning of creation.
Where Song could compliment The Sound and all that accompanied it, she also held a power unseen by the creatures and nature of the world. In The Sound, nothing and no one thought about the past, or the future
only the here and now. Yet Song put them in their place. She let them think, and in a sense she was doing The Sound a favor. She made everyone and everything feel more alive, to enjoy their freedom and made them use their senses, to see the world in all its beauty; and smell the almost intoxicating mixtures of cents; to feel in heart and soul what the world really had to offer, and to hear each other, and communicate, and to share and live truly together. To respect each others space and rights.
The Sound presented everything as beautiful and peaceful, and let everything be melodious and calm.
Yet did not the overpowering sense of nature take away all that which it strived for? did not the contagious sense of peace over rule the life's real senses? did not it let you be at rest, but stopped you living with true freedom at which it claimed !
The sound made everything free, yet they were all contained within the walls of existence; and Song, she didn’t mean to unsettle the peace. Maybe she came by accident, but she lingered in the minds of the living
as she passed through the walls of time.
surely she knew what it was like to be truly free.
DUSTLASH ANIMATION PREVIEW
Fly with me, a dustlash production, to Seishun Kyosokyoku By Sambomaster
USEFUL DUSTLASH LINKS
DUSTLASH AT POLYVORE - http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=54775
DUSTLASH AT YOU TUBE - http://www.youtube.com/user/mirroredwater
DUSTLASH AT DEVIAN TART - http://www.dustlash.deviantart.com
DUSTLASH AT PICZO - http://www.dustlash.piczo.com
EMAIL - dustlash@hotmail.com
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