Water floats around my head

Water floats around my head

Clouds move in and hide the sun

I close my eyes and take a breath

A lark is singing overhead

You say "Yes, we're sinking now,

But can you hear that wondrous sound?"

Ooh

We're sinking now

We're sinking down

We're sinking now

We're sinking down

I close my eyes for one last breath

A lark is singing overhead

You say "Yes, we're sinking now,

But can you hear that wondrous sound?"

pen and watercolor. 

ı ADDED A LİTTLE FLUTE TO YOUR BEAUTİFUL PİECE AS A BUTTERFLY WOULD HOVER İN THE LİTE..TJ

i

am uncomfortable

with the way you say my name

cause i

do not belong to you

though you call me something strange

i

can't seem to stay awake

and i don't know what that means

for i

am an astronaut

i have nothing under me

you

are really starting to

climb inside my head

we

are like a negative

hung to dry above my bed

keep

me on this canyon floor

i don't want to venture out

your name

it sounds so strange to me

it's an unfamiliar sound

Saw this little bit by JGrimm, and I just thought of this piece.

The little story reminds me of something hopeful and happy being melted away, broken down. So I had some bright colors fading away, streaming away to the bottom, and the colors at the bottom are a little duller and everything.

Yup, there ya go.

This is another Cisco's remix, Sinking, I hope you all like this! :o)

I loved reneg88's new piece of music for a short film..this just came out of nowhere..

<3

PS: Happy Thanksgiving! <3

My thanks to ssarrahh, Anita superkuma and Danah, whose wonderful photographs and artwork went into this piece.

Movie and musac.

Here is something a bit different from what I usually upload on HR. This track was co-produced, mixed, and mastered by the good friend Jean-Gabrielle Hajjar http://soundcloud.com/thesilex/ - check out his work.

A tiny illustration for moonbug's clever story. :)

So this is a song that's meant for waking up somewhere new. I wrote it as if I was waking up in a dreamy subway station where not everything is as it should be. In trying to figure out where I am, I end up on a train that appears to be broken down, and suddenly it takes off and throws me into the seat, everything in the windows is illuminated and other worldly

Yeah - not sure where this came from!

Just added a little more guitar.

and throw away the clocks

Me and my headphones and only one song playing.

It's called "the sinking ghost" by Johnny Clyde

This is what I saw, when I closed my eyes.

In my mind it was also moving.

The ghost was still but the world around him was sharp,

moving and full of cold wind.

But it wasn't depressing, it was irritating.

That is why it is out of balance.

It should be a little bit irritating and if it's not,

then I didn't deliver.

At least from my perspective.

What do you see?

Uhmm, OK. I apologize profusely if I'm doing the equivalent of smashing the stuffing out of people's toes, but if I waited around to post something "professional and perfect," or even "decent amateur effort," I'd be dead. This has all sorts of errors & mis-steps, as I was pretty exhausted after 5 hours of trying to figure things out  but... well, here it is.

Consider my video-type efforts to be a series of bumbly "thank you's" for making beautiful things that, in turn, make amazing things happen inside of my head. I wish I could show you how it really is...

 Inspired in a literal flash by JohnnyClyde's "the sinking ghost" song, the incredible footage from TaraMarie, the bafflingly wondrous short by Sherbethead, and the last bit of SarahMacLeod's "freight train." Additional stuff came later. I love this place. ♥

Even an unconventional princess dreams of happy endings.

Matt's video is fantastic - I just thought the ambience would be made more (semi-ethereal?) by adding Wirrow's song.

All of the great footage being uploaded for OWS has really got me inspired, and tonight after singing through some music for another project, I sat down at my computer and recorded this impromptu performance of one my favorite songs. 

This Little Light of Mine is a public domain song, often considered a children's spiritual. What I love about it is how the simple lyrics (and I only used one set, the most famous, here) can be interpreted in a great many ways. For me, the song is about making your voice heard and your presence felt, and for that reason it's the song I think of whenever I see groups of people protesting.

"He loves watching the stars too." 

I have to forget you,
To remember me.

*A remix of a line from a great story by ashleyactually called "Let Me Break It Down".

I LOVE what's already been done with the Dusty Dance tiny story, but I thought I'd still share my take on it :)

EDIT: if this gets used for anything, i just realized that i forgot to mute one of the clips so there's a little bit of background noise for a few seconds (that's what you get for trying to edit video with a baby in your lap!)

so i was playing around with saintmaker's amazing photo & somehow a scary red wolflike demon with a conveniently wide open mouth emerged subtley from the background... surely a sign from the photoshop gods that i'd gotten a chance to redeem myself for that last LRRH REmix i did. hope this serves as an interesting poster for our little red collab! <3

A day like 11.11.11 seems like a good day to release this film about repetition based on Wirrow's Tiny Story 'Proposition'. <3

Spent my day off making a tiny stop-motion animation for the "Wicked Witch" Tiny Story. Phew. Hope y'all enjoy!

Hello again, everybody. It's been a long, long time. Hope you are all very well.

I found my mind wandering toward Stitchtown recently, and felt it would be fun to actually contribute something. I've only ever added the initial sketch, and nothing beyond that. However I've had some thoughts on the old place. 

I should preface the follwing few documents with the confession: I am, sadly, in no way up to date on the Stitchtown canon. Sorry. If any of the following conflicts with it, then by all means ignore it.

The main thing I had been thinking about was not Stitchtown per se, but the world it exists in, and the rules of that world. I'll expand on that in a mo, but in the meantime, here's some Stitchers hunting clouds in the dawnlight.