THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING THERE Graphite on paper. © Dec 23rd 2011. By Leighton Kelly after the zombie invasion last night i thought i would have some peace from the rough beasts slouching towards Bethlehem to be born. but you know what? i know there are more than one kind of rough beast hiding behind the fridge. there are some in every corner looking out in various degrees of consternation and wariness. its the life of the shadow that most reflects our daily movements. our concerns and worries will follow us even into the belly of the whale which to all accounts seems like a terrible place unless you live in a cartoon. thankfully i live in a cartoon daily so everything, really, is quite absurd to my eyes which pop out and boing around when i’m surprised. its super cliche and i like it.  so what? life is better when you can be surprised and also laugh about it in the end. but what about our fears? dont they have their own concerns? what if you are not afraid of them? what if you were but you got over them? the best thing to do is accept them and let them do their thing. after all they are family and you cant pick your family but, contrary to popular belief you actually can pick their noses (you sick bastards.)

THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING THERE

Graphite on paper. © Dec 23rd 2011. By Leighton Kelly

  • after the zombie invasion last night i thought i would have some peace from the rough beasts slouching towards Bethlehem to be born. but you know what? i know there are more than one kind of rough beast hiding behind the fridge. there are some in every corner looking out in various degrees of consternation and wariness. its the life of the shadow that most reflects our daily movements. our concerns and worries will follow us even into the belly of the whale which to all accounts seems like a terrible place unless you live in a cartoon. thankfully i live in a cartoon daily so everything, really, is quite absurd to my eyes which pop out and boing around when i’m surprised. its super cliche and i like it.  so what? life is better when you can be surprised and also laugh about it in the end. but what about our fears? dont they have their own concerns? what if you are not afraid of them? what if you were but you got over them? the best thing to do is accept them and let them do their thing. after all they are family and you cant pick your family but, contrary to popular belief you actually can pick their noses (you sick bastards.)