Wednesday, September 27, 2006
I was really moved by this e-mail I received today, just wanted to post it:
I was fascinated over your writings...Please don't stop living your dreams..start sending in your stories...You have it! I stumbled on your site ..I'm a married mother of three..lol/ I'm not happy about your sexuality but you got the talent. Get your manuscript together and start sending them in...45 rejections keep sending them in..get an agent..use your network and get published....Read rudyard kipling..L'envoi to the seven seas....Don't stop until the coffin drops..a mother of three stopped dreaming one day and had a nervous breakdown..but I lost my father in 03 and mother in 04 and the list goes on...u got it and u r not ugly..one of your previous post u said that you were too short or something ...love u and then the others will follow...
Sunday, September 24, 2006
"Why can't I be an Orange Moon
Reflecting the light of the Sun?"
c o m i n g o u t
After we leave, Fuzzy finds out that they are having church later on tonight, and he wants to go...
i d o n t w a n t 2 g o
Well it would be easy enough for me to go to church, if I haven't had such bad experiences growing up with it. When I was younger, I was never comfortable going, especially since I got in trouble for "asking to many questions." Then lets not get on the "homosexuality" issue. But, since I have been with Fuzzy, I have actually gotten closer to at least being content with going with him to church. Yet, for me, I have to be mentally prepared to go. Not just go at the spur of the moment. But I have to support Fuzzy right?
Thursday, September 21, 2006
So in honor of Tyra and her greatness, I wanted to take some photographs of my own. So now I bring you, the Models and heroines of the X-men...
TO BE THE X-MEN'S TOP MODEL?
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Greetings and Salutations...
From the land across the rainbow!
We are the Gnomes of Shawn's Imagination and
we have traveled far and wide to bring you
this message to you this day of the sun!
Have you noticed something weird about Shawnqt?
Have you received text messages,
& phone conversatons
About Fairies, Gnomes, Unicorns,
Gumdrops, and hetrosexual dragons?
Then you have experienced Shawn's Weird Phase!
It all started millions of seconds ago (Sunday)
When our master enjoyed the gentle company of
Fuzzy and Calvin...
Shawn had giveth Calvin the book...
what book is this you ask?
My beautiful dicklies and pu na nas,
the book is called
THIS BOOK WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE
Yes, this very book was given to Calvin
so that he could choose the fate and destiny of
His mighty finger landed on "Go through a phase today"
Ahh, and so it was so, but there were many to choose from
An ANGRY PHASE
A SHY PHASE
FUZZY choose for Shawn to go through a 'WEIRD PHASE"
AND IT WAS SO...
Many were confused, by Shawn's weird antics,
as if he has gone off the deep end, but I tell you this...
it was a grand phase for all to see, and we hope that you
have enjoyed it so, for soon will come another day that
Shawn will choose his fate with in
THIS BOOK WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE
and this time, maybe ShawnQt really will become crazy!
This has been brought to you by the Gnomes of Shawn's Imagination.
Would you likesome Unicorn chips?
Of course not, you humans suck on dicklies and pu na nas!
What WEIRD choices you decide to put in your mouths!
Just spread there legs open, and do your business!
and you call us WEIRD for eating Unicorn chips?
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Why did I have a dream that I was at this huge Black Gay Party at GIANTS Football Stadium, and I invited my MOM to come along! There were half naked men walking around, and my mom was just looking around like, "What is going on?" I was so embrassed, lol. Then Fuzzy walks by, says hi to me, then walks off. "Um... where they hell you going,"I said.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Uno, dos, siesta...
I said a-EAST, a-WEST
I met my boyfriend at the candy store
He bought me ice cream,
He bought me cake,
He brought me home with a belly ache
I'm So Sick!
Call the doctor,
quick Quick QUICK!
Doctor, doctor will I DIE?
Count to five and you'll be alright
Friday, September 08, 2006
of being a Renaissance man.
A Pantomath, A Homo Universalis...
Even though I am a Graphic Designer, it has been minute since I have done a drawing or painting for my personal self. I always wanted to be somebody that did very well in everything. If anything, I just want many avenues to express myself in a creative way. I admire Leonardo Divinci so much because he was just so amazing in everything: Painter, sculptor, engineer, astronomer, anatomist, biologist, geologist, physicist, architect, philosopher, humanist.
Well even if I don't obtain all these interest, I can try getting back into BEING CREATIVE ARTISTICALLY. I want to be able to come up with a series of artwork that I can be showcased in a gallery. That is my dream.
It makes me think back to High School when I would be in the art studio cranking away. To bad most of my artwork from high school is gone. Lost never to be found. But I did take some photos of it, so in someway at least they exist here, in this blog...
I present to you:
"The Lost Art
Collection of ShawnQt"
A Landscape painting from acrylic paint. I believe I was a Freshman in HS at the time. I love how the sun reflects on the water. This is probably why I love nature so much.
This is another landscape painting in watercolors. This was my sophomore year. I remember putting me and the rest of my friends in the background at the end. I remember how my teacher keep trying to paint stuff on there, and I kept saying, I can do it myself!
This is a pencil drawing of my sister's doll under a lamp shade. I love the perspective because the lamp shade looks like the sun shining rays. The doll is actually Princess Jasmine from Aladdin.
This is a pencil drawing of Pinocchio with pipes going through and around him. The drawing was turned into a plate that was used for creating color prints. Interesting enough, that the pipe starts from his nose.
This is a pencil drawing of self portrait of me as a Hot Air Balloon. There are multiple "me's" in the background. I loved drawing the clouds.
This is my favorite drawing of a frog on a pencil. I don't even know why I drew this. I just liked how the drawing was really huge, and the frog is really small on the pencil.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
- Langston Hughes
I have a dream...
These words stated by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and the words stated there after, have inspired and liberated millions of people. I have had many of dreams in my lifetime, some I'm living out now, and some I still have to bring into reality. This is the reason why I am writing down my dreams, here in this blog. In a sense, it is my testimony to the world that I can achieve what I declare.
Another dream I have is to become a published writer. Not in a professional sense, but just have a body of work out there for people to read and admire. In High school, I was the the President of the Poets Society. We would read our poems during lunch every month and include them in our section of the school newspaper. I had a english teacher by the name of Ms. Brock, who was very, ummm... Eccentric woman. Everyone didn't like her because she was very strict, and she would tell you about yourself n a heartbeat! But she always inspired you to better yourself. She always asked for 110% from you at all times, and never excepted anything less! She always said I had a "gift" that I needed to share with the world. I think she said that to all her students, but when it came to writing, I always had in the back of my mind, would Ms. Brock approve?
When I was in college, I still wrote poems, but felt limited. I never could write about my true feelings on who I was as a black gay male. Then I gained enough confidence to write my first gay poem called X-FACTOR. Soon came others, and I had around 20 poems that all personally painted a picture of my life within the Black Gay Culture. I talked about topics from displaying public affection, to dating a man trying to keep me in the house, to my battle with homosexuality and religion. I hope that one day I can continue to add on to these poems, and they will soon see the light of day outside of my computer, and this blog.
I will leave you with this portion of a poem called, Untitled (One Sunday):
"...Lord, you have given me life on earth,
You knew my destiny before my birth.
You blessed me with a beautiful family and friends,
and a spirit that defends, amends, and transcends.
But I ask you lord, what do they see in me?
Am I part of a burning city's debris?
Am I bound by a law you utterly decreed?
Am I part of a time period that didn't belong to me?
What happen to the love you sent to me?"