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tampered2007-01-27 01:10 am
stancoleman.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2007-01-27 01:10 am
Ongoing Log.
When; January 27th sometime in the evening
Rating; PG for now
Characters; Stanley Coleman and whoever else decides to show up.
Summary; With a suggestion Stanley decides to visit the Cathedral to look at some art, and to see what happens.
Log; Upon the suggestion of a message on his blog Stanley had decided to visit the Cathedral. He had to admit that he was surprised he even made it here. His depression was at an all time low, and the one thing he wanted so badly to do he couldn't.
Fortunately art always had a way of making him feel more at ease. He examined some of the paintings, noticing one of a woman holding a child. The fantastic array of colors lay motionless on this rough slab of cloth. Despite the deathly stillness of the paints the painting moved with great emotion. It reminded Stanley of a certain painting he had seen, one of his beloved Alessa holding a baby. St. Alessa, Mother of God, Daughter of God.
The concept was confusing, and he didn't dare tell anyone yet, lest they not understand him. That was a big problem for him. Many people didn't understand him, and that hurt him. He examined the black t-shirt he was wearing making note to get some new clothes at some point.
Noticing the pews he sat down on one, making sure to brush the strands of brown hair that got into his face. After the ritual his line of site was at a painting of what reminded him of one of the Deities of Silent Hill. A painting of a lamb with seven horns and eyes.
Stanley continued to stare at the painting.
Rating; PG for now
Characters; Stanley Coleman and whoever else decides to show up.
Summary; With a suggestion Stanley decides to visit the Cathedral to look at some art, and to see what happens.
Log; Upon the suggestion of a message on his blog Stanley had decided to visit the Cathedral. He had to admit that he was surprised he even made it here. His depression was at an all time low, and the one thing he wanted so badly to do he couldn't.
Fortunately art always had a way of making him feel more at ease. He examined some of the paintings, noticing one of a woman holding a child. The fantastic array of colors lay motionless on this rough slab of cloth. Despite the deathly stillness of the paints the painting moved with great emotion. It reminded Stanley of a certain painting he had seen, one of his beloved Alessa holding a baby. St. Alessa, Mother of God, Daughter of God.
The concept was confusing, and he didn't dare tell anyone yet, lest they not understand him. That was a big problem for him. Many people didn't understand him, and that hurt him. He examined the black t-shirt he was wearing making note to get some new clothes at some point.
Noticing the pews he sat down on one, making sure to brush the strands of brown hair that got into his face. After the ritual his line of site was at a painting of what reminded him of one of the Deities of Silent Hill. A painting of a lamb with seven horns and eyes.
Stanley continued to stare at the painting.
no subject
(end log.)
no subject
There it was, right between the banana and the grapes, jutted out an erect penis. He grinned, and continued to paint. He had been a beach artist a long time back, and finally those skills were coming back to him.
Grinning, he took a step back to look at his masterpiece. Then, he noticed Stanley, staring at some morbid piece.
"Hey man!" He said, grinning.