Excerpt - Good Girls Don't Growl

“Look,” Lexie sighed, “I’m not interested.”

            “Why not?” Garrett asked, tilting his head slightly as he watched her closely, “You’re as attracted to me as I am to you.”

            Lexie started to refute his declaration then decided why bother. He had eyes and could see the obvious signs of arousal. His grip on her hand had relaxed so she snatched it back as she replied, “I’m sure you’re a nice guy and all that but I’m not interested in dating. Anyone. Ever.”

            “Ah... the old I’ve sworn off men tactic.” Garrett nodded sympathetically, “No wonder you’re a little uptight. Maybe if you talked to someone…hey, guess what! I’m a good listener…”

            Lexie gave him an exasperated growl of annoyance, “Grrrr! It really is none of your business!”

            There. She’d been rude. That would chase him off.

*

            Garrett struggled to maintain a bland, nonthreatening expression, while inside everything heated up another notch. That little growl she’d tossed at him had been sexiest thing he had ever heard. Oh yeah, the feisty woman wanted him regardless of her denials. He could smell her arousal as it coated her panties. And he could easily read the hungry need in her pretty eyes. But she wasn’t going to submit easily. Thanks to some dickless wonder in her past, she was skittish. That growl that had stroked his cock as surely as if she had taken him in her hand proved she would fight their attraction tooth and nail. Lucky him. He loved a challenge and even better – he loved a chase. His cock swelled and pulsed, threatening to tear out the front of his jeans. His prey was tagged. It was time to back off until he had a strategy planned.

            Garrett knew his smile was on the feral side as he slowly rose out of his seat. Lexie’s eyes grew wide and she pressed back against her chair as he towered over her. Sliding casually around the side of the table, he stared down at her flushed face, tilted up toward him.

            “I’m making it my business, sweetheart. Do you know why?”

            Lexie shook her head, cleared her throat nervously before she said, “Ummm… no?”

            Garrett leaned down and pressing a quick kiss to her mouth. It was over almost before it started. Her lips were soft and sweet nearly causing him to groan out loud. The taste of her clinging to his mouth as he pulled away.

            “Because sitting there all shy and blushing, you look like the sweetest angel the goddess ever placed upon this earth. But honey, good girls don’t growl and I aim to find the bad girl you’re hiding deep inside.”

DAMage Report - Ain't your mama's Etch-a-Sketch

The nature of an artist is to explore, try new things, set trends, and sometimes even create art using unconventional methods. Technology continues opening up new avenues of communication for everyone and in the hands of artists even becomes a new and unique tool for creativity. It seems fitting when you consider that art was the first forms of communication. Artist Jorge Colombo has broken new ground with his cover of the New Yorker, proving that art can be created in a mobile environment, using an iphone. Article Link: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/25/business/media/25yorker.html?_r=1

I don't know about you, but in 

my opinion that had to have taken an extraordinary amount of patience. Just texting can be taxing to my fumble fingers - i'm all kinds of impressed that someone could create a lovely digital painting using just his cellphone and a simple drawing application.

We seem to have entered a creative phase where art is being created from everything and anything. 

I've seen drawings done in coffee grounds and a velvet elvis made with cheetos (i was impressed even though i'm not an Elvis fan).

This link provides numerous visuals of unusual art: UNUSUAL ART

"Who would have thought toothpicks could be turned into incredibly intricate sculptures, that nails could be used to hammer out a gigantic portrait or that packing tape could be transformed into compelling layered portraits? One painter uses hands as his canvass and creates beautiful animals by using a combination of paint and proper shape and angle for photo-documenting his creations. Another raises awareness about trash and reuse by shaping used cell phones into strange sculptures. Yet another takes everyday push-pins as the basis for composing pointalistic portraits of friends and family."

In 1911 Wassily Kandinsky wrote "Every work of art is the child of its age" and "Every artist, as child of his age, is impelled to express the spirit of his age". 

I can't wait to see where the creative is going to take us.

Link to news article for Arts Day Topic on DAMage Report tomorrow

"New Yorker Cover Art, Painted With an iPhone"

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/25/business/media/25yorker.html

Women We

Women We 

Aspirations so simple
Wanting nothing more
Than love and joy,
To dance through life
With an enchanting smile.

Tears bleak in confusion
Tear endless holes
As they fall through our lives,
Oh, was it really asking too much
Just to be happy?

Choices made
With hopes held high
Until the complications,
Tumble down the incline
Threatening to bury us alive.

Where is the line
Between wrong and right 
And whose fault is it anyway,
When the bubbles burst
As everything falls apart?

The romantics never told us
Not once was it ever said
That life would be so cruel,
Devouring indiscriminantly
Even the simplest of dreams.