She's The Last of The English Roses: cranium

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

C'est Cranium.

Watercolours.

I was listening to Crawdaddy Simone while drawing this, so, you can imagine where the 'inspiration' came from.
I have way too much free time.

"And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing."

- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweatheart.