This Little Poem

These are the words I should have said
When I had her in my arms 
When I had her in my bed...
These are the whispers I should have released
Along with the sighs
When she had me on my knees...
And these are the kisses I cannot forget
Like the moments of anger
That melt into regret...

This little poem was meant to be hers
But like my heart was forgotten
And lost in a curse...
This is the moment she was denied
To drown in the ocean
Of love’s furious tide...
And this is the promise she could not steal or borrow
To live and to love
Like there is no tomorrow...

a random design

This is a copy I drew of some one Else's design - I copied it from a design book when I was twenty years old... I forgot to write down the original designers name and always meant to go back to the library to find out who it was... twenty three years later, I still have no idea... I have made many designs based on this one for company logos  for others and for my various own companies... something about this design strikes me deeply subconsciously... I cannot even begin to count how many times I have drawn variations of this work in notebooks and on napkins... but here it is - plagiarized, for study purposes only... this is the original sketch I made, copied, the colors reversed, and blue toned...
and yes, I know this is just an artistic variation of the Star of David...

conspiracy theory

Conspiracy Theory

Victor Vogt

multi-media

Amanda Vasquez

Looking through old files that needed cleaning out I found these... I can't believe I still have them, I haven't seen them in ten years...

Amanda Vasquez from photo shoot for "WOW" woman of the world - a magazine that never happened - 1997

Victor Vogt - Art Director