Tag Archives: Walking

Century #3: Clouds

Posted on February 2, 2011 by randomyriad

August 4, 1991  the short war was over. Derek came to the city. The city was clicking and buzzing with raw, nervy energy. Even though he was no good at playing the games that lead to advancement, his skill with … Continue reading →

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Suspended Spirals

Posted on January 27, 2011 by randomyriad

We went on a walk to find sculptures yesterday. We found this hanging around and a large space underneath to draw what we saw. We drew some pictures and went back to our class to play some more

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River of Dreams #12: Fire Dance on the Endless Plain

Posted on October 11, 2010 by randomyriad

Chapter 2 From Fire to Forest Random crouched in the middle of a crossroads. Two paths extended straight disappearing into the horizon four directions away from the spot where he stood. The land was flat as far as he could … Continue reading →

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2 Unintentional Installations and Amazing Summer Skies

Posted on September 3, 2010 by randomyriad

This I call Wind Organ and Wire. and this one, “Ub!” This one I call Sky with Cloud, Church, and Moon. Today I walked without my camera and saw an even more amazing sky, layered with the glowing edges of … Continue reading →

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Aranansi #5: Walk on the Wild Side

Posted on August 26, 2010 by randomyriad

January 18, 2010, 15:48 “Where am I going? It can only be the end of the world.” Arthur Rimbaud Sometimes I get the urge to walk out on the wild edges of the city. Yesterday afternoon was one of those … Continue reading →

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