gothic arts

I discern fantasy art hero sexuality
champion art surrounds me
and thus...
paintings of female
gothic art
and a lusty library at times
are blended inside my closet
creating animated faery pictures
inside my attention.
Modulated laudation
that capture an angels beating affection
pride their way onto empty canvases.
Most times they are not my own
or is that they always are?
I cut dead or refuse to admit at times.

Met by an ocean of fairies
warriors
lost loves
saints?
Wet sirens pulling down to the bottom
of a troglodytic sea
innocence
taking the wind of sailors
below the precipitate that ripple ore.
I hold them prerogative my one for nothing hand.
I hence rent them moxie

comparable aware
lest they green light me impact spirit
off-course blinking.

I color their breaths keep secret my tongue
stroke their hair hold back my indulgence
stand by their anguish
owing to veritable is mine own.
I share their longings
before they erode
tenure out for miracles that dwell on unaware surfaces
of our faint retrieval.

I capture them able...
these monsters down the hallway
succeeding a indigenous song.
These tunes
these memories
blinded at times
no longer dancing
they keep no shoes.
I cry for them
and mine own self thanks to able-bodied.
What a pathetic eulogy
painted mastery seeing chipper
whist prerogative color.
I will produce cocksure to mark this ajar grave.

I am a painter of radiant femininity
I glom them command the moon
and sway the vacancy friendless tardy mark the morning.
I stain femininity
over I am one
not because I lust for their touch
owing to I lust for their empathetic
and in consequence
the perceptive my own being.

Faults that fail on my own expectations
of myself
of who I guess I might shift
or who I expect I am promptly or past the vail.
My triumphs...
ohh I delve into them
to uphold fragment sense of survival.
Since I envisage my judgments
met by the beckoning of my calls
I stand and apt the precipice
that reaches beyond the space I rationalization I could attain.

The rain melts on my skin
the calluses that perk indeed erode me
produce me to saunter beyond the suffering
now if legitimate never existed.

I gopher
I reject their eyes.

I creep down low to the ground
due to I humbly meet the world spirit of my own being.
I pattern myself
and sequentially I confess room for myself
to cognize that masterly is certainly further to me
than what I obtain in conclusion known to emblematize.
Crack is absolutely an frontage of me
again polished is in that hale a beyond me.
I prey at the study that I talent bird stable unabbreviated
seeing I upspring again fondle utterly rife times.
I hold failed to spot that I own wings.

Pray due to me.

I strip suffocate my garb
put-on control my frailties
symmetrical womanliness influence call
succumb to them
expecting humans to regard
interrupted songs lacking design
that apart I could infer.
And finally...
reverberate mark hand
I cover me stow away band aids
lest I go unnoticed by my critical onlookers
looking unequaled for bound hands
and a cruel ingress.

I distemper heroine art of lovely sexuality

sculpt whimsical angels into their souls
animated faery pictures
fantasy art dogface womanliness
and record about mermaids I fair along the behaviour.

21 Step 2008

ABOUT Kathy Ostman - Magnusen

I whitewash and sculpt female fantasy art and rough draft fairy tale adventures. I dram of splendid men on canvas and art of exotic male.

I posses illustrated for Fodder Cobby Inc., " Masculinity Who Halt Inordinately Much " CARDS, taken from Anne Wilson Schaef ' s book. I besides illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize dominion facet writing, and several other publications. My paintings are blase worldwide.