Sunday, November 25, 2007

Untitled

So here's a song I wrote a while back on the piano. I just came back from a friend's playing it and was thinking about it, so I thought I'd share it. Let me know what you think the song is about. Also, any ideas for a title would be helpful as well.

Look at this heart. Say what you see.
Say how you feel. Tell it to me. Tell it to me.
Say what you see,
And take me as I am
Through the clouds and above the sun
Take me home. Take me home.

Memories flash in and out of my mind,
Of faults long lost in the passage of time.
Revitalize me with the breath of release
And take away these wounds and set me at ease.

Oh Lord please help me.
I've got to be free;
And I know it will take time
But I've gotta get home.
I gotta get home.

How long will it take for you to save me?
How long will it take for me to fly into the sky?
Come lift me up and let me see your point of view.
Come take me home with you.

White as snow. You will let me know
Crystal clear, where to go from here.
Winter's gone and spring has just begun,
Yeah, bringing light to take away the night.

Lord, I will praise thee forever.
My soul shall rejoice in thee.
My voice shall ascend forever to thee!
Just as a side-note, the last stanza comes from 2 Nephi 4:30,35.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

A Roommate with Talent

I have a roommate - we'll call him Mr. T for the sake of anonymity - who has amazing artistic talents. He is well known in this apartment for certain pencil sketches that look like black and white photographs. Well, once again he has outdone himself.

(First of all, the reader must realize something about the writer's apartment: they are full of inside jokes usually made up at late hours of the night. One inside joke deals with David Bowie from this video...don't ask, it's complicated to explain)

At our Home Evening group we carved pumpkins. The idea for our apartment's pumpkin was to make a David Bowie pumpkin. However, we had nothing to use to do so, so we waited until we went home. My roommate, Mr. T, went online and found a head shot of David Bowie, edited it on photo shop so the contrast was black and white, printed it out, and used it for his pumpkin project. About 3 hours later (somewhere between 12:30 and 1 am) this beautiful creation was made:














(The lighter-colored areas of the face come from the glow of the candle inside the pumpkin)

Amazing, huh? All with one pumpkin carver! Sure, it's a pumpkin; however, I find it incredible that someone can be so precise in regards to sketching, painting, drawing, sculpting, and even carving. Anyway, because of Mr. T, we were able to enjoy a wonderful Halloween with David Bowie. (Brace yourself for the following corny line...) I pity the fool who tries to compete against my roommate in a pumpkin-carving contest.