ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
FALL 2011
Natalya Grabavoy
Cropping Project
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
Natalya Grabavoy
FALL 2011
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
FALL 2011
Natalya Grabavoy
she is thunder, wordless and quaking, word shadows dance around her jolted awake fresh from the dream he sang, echoing on off, were we walls.
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
FALL 2011
Natalya Grabavoy
boomboom, ears fill to the brain with pop punk rebels wax stuck to a beat pumped drum, pulse like a green vein ripped from the ground, juiced, roots raw.
in a flicker, salty drips run stung, trickle thick rimmed eye-sill, soul-sill, man loves a good arched brow cocked in cotton mill love spin spun webs, slipped away on silk skin, washed away, rolled over chins.
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
FALL 2011
Natalya Grabavoy
stony eyes, a gargoyle’s night watch, terrors washed up fall silent screaming choked waves, stone eyes crumble pebble pupils wiped away in wind washed over water waded feet waiting lifetimes wading over pebbles, pupils waiting washed, gazing over water, waiting.
caught, quick, zip, catch a breath on your last trip rust stains chip away clock ticks quarter till sweat drips, hands spin over pleather peeled skin.
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
FALL 2011
Natalya Grabavoy
in siren song, lured to rock, bottom fins first no thought, thirst, tingled up if you please I please, fallen foam down, four knees.
off the road, missed Kerouac, Jack-crap last chance, so they say never on the map legends just that, bottom right stuck in a box vinyl siding slide locks no escape door, Sally what for? head west, cowboy kick your spurs it’s a dream Sally, do you hear it?
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
Natalya Grabavoy
FALL 2011
ILLINOIS WESLEYAN UNIVERSIT Y ART 241: GRAPHIC DESIGN II
FALL 2011
off the road
Natalya Grabavoy
missed Kerouac, Jack-crap
last chance, so they say never
on the map legends just that,
bottom right stuck in a box
vinyl siding slide locks
no escape door, Sally what for?
head west, cowboy kick your spurs
it’s a dream Sally,
do you hear it?
Natalya Grabavoy
[email protected] 815.557.6111