Art Art Art Art . . . & That's just The First Few Minutes

Took this after I woke up, which I think scared the neighbors because they picked all the apples directly after.
The first snow only came last night.
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Drew this a long time ago but had to post it now since tonight is Devil's Night:

Devil's Night is a long-standing tradition predating World War II, with anecdotal incidents occurring as early as the 1930s. Traditionally, youths in Detroit engaged in a night of criminal behavior, these were almost exclusively petty vandalism acts, causing little to no property damage other than perhaps a damaged mailbox or eggs hardening on windows.

However, in the early 1970s a dark side of this holiday emerged and the vandalism escalated to more severe acts such as arson.

In 1994 film The Crow Set in Detroit, the film shows in flashbacks the murder of Eric Draven (Brandon Lee), and of his fiance Shelley Webster on Devil's Night.
One year later, on the same date, Eric Draven is brought back to set things right.
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So all that to say, have a happy Devil's Night (and watch the Crow with my link above) and an even better Halloween

R.E.D Campbell

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8:29 this morning.

The Beautiful People

Just made this with Photoshop cs2.
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In the polaroids my Top 3 Favourite Actresses from best to last:

Ellen Page
Evan Rachel Wood
Kirsten Dunst

Under the title is the splendid Helena Bonham Carter.
And from left to right:

Elijah Wood
Anna Paquin
Jared Leto
Johnny Depp

The Beautiful People

R.E.D Campbell

*Glomp*

Only 3 days till the celebration of candied-terror!
Hmm . . . hollowing out my pumpkin is gonna suck . . . like all afternoon.

R.E.D Campbell

I Love You

My version of a picture posted on the HotPoTwinz Blog.
Here's the original .

R.E.D Campbell

Yeah . . . THAT

I always have something to say . . .
I'm so lost.

I've been doing the same thing these past few days.
This weekend I did all the music for a 4 or 5 hour party.
And now is the start of some weird Autumn holidays, so be happy.
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Hey folks, you know what would be REALLY swell?
If you would just throw me a comment . . . anything . . . a simple 'hehe' would do.
And start thinking about all the presents you want to buy me this year.


You can get me a wonderful something resembling that at Think Not Big.com.
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Anyways, must dash

R.E.D Campbell

deGeneRation: Issue 2

deGeneRation - Issue 2 - Upload a Document to Scribd

Right on time people . . .

R.E.D Campbell

Dissatisfaction Is The Only Thing I Could Wish For

I've got way too much to say, and I partly have my youngest sister to thank for allowing me to debate every single aspect of life with her over a bottle of Coke (see last post) .
Words are what I love, and I can't help from clinging to them, especially in my art.
Above is an example of the struggle I went through not to put lyrics somewhere in faded text, but the end result was fantastic.

I guess the only way I can show you how I feel is with this song, music does rule my life.
The words aren't as important as the way it makes you feel, like all MGMT songs:



When I listen to their music, especially 'Time To Pretend', I feel incredibly happy but I get all choked up at the same time.
They are truly masters.

R.E.D Campbell

ADD Has Become An STD . . .

. . . You never know.
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Took this yesterday for a covert project involving dangerous and irrational fantasies:


The beautiful pair on the far right are mine.
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Took this today, sitting by the river:


The beautiful pair on the far left are mine and in the middle are the ones I was wearing.

R.E.D Campbell

Evil Has Never Looked So Damn Cool!

I am currently eating cornbread lightly drizzled in golden honey and sprinkled with ground hazelnut.
Oh yes, it's true.

R.E.D Campbell

Panic! On The Dance Floor

Music is my drug
Music is my love
Music is my favorite drug
Music is my only love

Music is my favorite drug
Music I've fallen in love

Don't mistake them for Tokio Hotel, notice how his grin just doesn't look staged?
(They're both hes children)
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Once in a house on a hill
A boy got angry
He broke into my heart

For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
Until I had no hope

So I came down the hill
-To Be Free
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Oh December shall bring tidings of greatly enertaining and artistic posts.

R.E.D Campbell

You Know It People!

The word always says to prepare for the future.
Study carefull:







"Cirque Du Freak" (Poster Unavailable)

That Jumpy Feeling . . .

Yes my heart races for stuff like this, say what you like ^^


With initial buzz it's impossible to tell what's real, especially with posters.
Like this one:

Because all sources claim that the release date for Spiderman 4 is tentatively set for 2011, but at the bottom of this poster it saus summer 2009.
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Heck I don't care, I'll have enough trouble not dying from the wait without confusing myself.

R.E.D Campbell

Sometimes The World Can Be So Wonderful

It's not what you think, watch it till the end . . . .



You don't have to thank me,

R.E.D Campbell

My First Piece of Art . . .

. . .that didn't at all involve a computer.

Mr. Fox

Click For Fullsize

Autumn is a piece of cake for photographers, the world just lays it self out for you beautifully.

R.E.D Campbell

Shreds

Yeah, I met this guy and he said he'd "really got to know people " and the secrets of the world had been laid in his lap.
He stood in the bus shelter, his left foot kicked up against the rail, saying all kinds of crazy-shit.
Cigarette tracing a ladder to the stars, it never went out.
He'd blow smoke rings into the air then reach up to grab them and put them back into his pocket.
I couldn't believe someone who turned and started running.
"You wanna come? "
he kept jogging down the road when I ignored him, stopping every three paces or so to shout back at me, like a child desperate to have me convinced.
So I went.
As I had suspected, he wasn't there.
He was just all the pleasant cliches of a late night that never seemed to be around in a place like this.




It's happening so fast.
It was set in stone alright.
All the ideas I have of how it should be are in a faded baize tones.
Peeling, yellowing wallpaper.
Standing in boxer-shorts, watching the sun rise with an asprin and a glass of water.
It's convenient that I know beforehand that the best part may be the idea.
The thought that in three years it would all start.

Then she said it.










Oh yes, I am so original.
Nobody ever thought of that before.
When you look at someone, they can't be thinking anything close to what I'm thinking about them; it's a logic too horrible to face.
Are they cracking up inside and secretly planning your demise?
And will you ever become the person that you look at and can't help but despise?
How do you even get to that point?
Isn't there a time where you just pack up and say 'So long, and thanks for all the fish!" ?
Not everyone . . .

Think bigger, and do try not to face the fact that you will actually have to work at some point.



R.E.D Campbell

thirteen . . .

I've changed