Monthly Archives: April 2012

One of those people: law of attraction

Posted on April 27, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

His name is Royston. When a customer enters the bar he asks them what his name means. Can they translate it? He can’t see that other people want him to go away. The barman wants him to stop talking so … Continue reading →

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Brown field smothered

Posted on April 24, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

Stonework bleeds powdery in the sun rusting ironwork in decorative collapse puts down a hand to give the ivy a leg up. –Benjamin F Jones 

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Sculpture: symbolism

Posted on April 20, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

I made a sculpture today out of an old deodorant can it was representative of man’s inability to communicate afterwards I cooked pasta and ate it. –Benjamin F Jones

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Hedgehogs: the truth

Posted on April 17, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

Most people believe hedgehogs sleep in hedgerows or grass; but it’s not true during the day they drop through dimensional singularities to a parallel solar system where they’re plugged in to a biomechanical storage mechanism that downloads and decodes any … Continue reading →

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It’s the holes that stop it falling down: Pontypridd Bridge

Posted on April 13, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

Scuffed river leaning against the back doors of shops tripping over stones. Churning up smell on its way to Cardiff uncertainty where a ghost abattoir spews gutblood into the job centre’s shadow. Frothed. Gas pipe arching over river, spiked ends … Continue reading →

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