No wall but perhaps a calendar would do?

Hello Wallpaper peeps so I haven't been able to design anything the past few weeks but I did manage to create a nice little calendar to use for January I hope you all like it have a look. . .

you can download it here:http://atblank.com/download/Atblank.com_January_2014.pdf

If not the hand that feeds the one that stops the sensational feeds. . .

Hello Funky wall peeps so I have closed a few blogs over the past few years and some big ones by that but I always try and find time for this special one you probably noticed that I have also started writing my weird babbling at the bottom of the images as well please take it as it comes its just a mirage of thoughts that created the work and should be taken as a open state however senseless it seems . . .The explanation of the components validity in reality and in essence the pulse of each little piece . . .

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If it wasn't for the occasional sad the sometimes, the downtime the loss and the remember of those that hurt I guess some works would never have been heard some progress would have for ever been forgotten some fragile states some dissolute destinations would never be reached some things would never be if it wasn't for the hex of those unkind gave to thee. . .some lights never shine where they should and some days never end good its all up to you . . .and if that be I guess it wrong that it should  but now the future has erased you the past have forgotten you a history made of dim gestures and forgotten ventures a delight in the glow of a flashlight in the grow of new life in trees and animals found it tight and light. . .does it drag you down or excel our highlighted scenes its the hand that stops the obscene from within its the fertility of action the dreams of a million thoughts and a million thoughts of dreams its the beginning and its the end stop thinking down lets face it way up there where it's all fair!

Before mindless turns to Madness it revolves around a little circle of light. . .

when the fuzzy beans turn to steam and the little things turn the screens its all up to mindfulness without motion and devotion without any negative notions, It's to raising glasses and shattered classes its the serene delivery of all your anguish in one lonely step its the negotiation between whats inside and what it takes to keep it all for the motion of simple notions and all for the tidings that brings new glories to the tables of those well fed by relentless restlessness and those looking through to end of another glass to substitute the reminiscence of that which where meant to destroy and by the graces of each breath it shall remain . . .inept. yet contributed to its devices in a singular moment of distraction the birth of this little fraction a multiple of void emotions unbounded through mindless oceans. . .

Keep your eyes open

Keep your eyes open don't let the world catch you slipping away from your sway don't drift away just keep your eyes open the eyes of your mind the eyes of your soul let your destiny never drift away never let it sway away its always another day another way just bare to stay and stay. . . .destiny awaits . . .

what you see is me

what you see is me is you is us in reflective assimilation of our combined thoughts mashed into an array of silent stares and missed wonders for all our timid cares its the splash in the mirror the drop on the ocean the thing on the wall its stretched out its shortened its you its me its us all. . .

Swurley wirly twinkle twurly

going round in circles round and round we go with no one to hold us down and nothing to stop us going around and around tipsy turning mind in whirling swirling such a classic mission the one of turning

Ocean of Dreams

Step wide when you step inside step in and never let your heart go out its not just a cloud its not just a scream its an entire ocean of dreams a lifeline to the unhappy a light to the dark its the magic inside that build our lives and stepped outside in our oceans of dreams . . whatever 

Share a little love around the world

Its not meant to live outside in the shadow its not meant to be around the corner its should be where you are it should live in your heart its a little thing called love if you try it some time you will see the the world turn its frown upside down!

Well aint it pretty such a red

So there is days that your heart is filled with it, your mind overflows from it, it is the anticipation of something that doesn't end, the frustration of some one that just doesn't stop, the lost the unfounded, it is the heartache and realizing it's fake it is the burn yet the sanctuary found inside, the regret the things that's better left unsaid. . . I guess that's why it just plain red!

Wow what an emotional tidbit that came to be. . . .well back with some fuel for tomorrow thanks world

When the color fades away just find a way

So as I look back to the bunch of post of the past week and wonder what happened inside myself to have been so dark wow just so much black paint utilized in no real effective manner I can but only whish for some color and bang it explodes . . .suppose its the way things go must be the clicking finger having a emotional breakdown there. . . .

just think bubblegum and chew

Another what was I thinking day

Its an odd feeling finding yourself an hour later and all you have to show is a blank canvass empty mind emotionless gut and just this small tingling desire that somewhere inside a master piece is hiding wanting out needing to explode into the world but you look again and all you find is . . . .blah blah blah the aliens must've taken it sorry maybe tomorrow will be a better day . . .

Scratch the surface

When there is a hole in your soul and you look and you cannot find scratching the surface is a waste of time . .let the moments linger and let it drive you insane to find your way through a little gaping whole and soon the filling will be done untold and unfold breathe out the pain and in the life you have dreamt of for its what you want .  .

the bright white

Once trapped inside its a place where the lost never gets found where the night never seems to subsude but inside if you look youll find a little bright light it never fades it never dies it keeps you going through whatever haunts your way whatever crosses your path whatever lets you decide to let go just follow the bright white its inside of you and me and its my light and your light set it right . .

Barely making it, this one

So everyone has their good days and their bad days barely making it come on. . . .

what is that red line really some days I depress my own inner child into a full blown tantrum really I can honestly not say anything more about it . . .

Lost in a maze

Sometimes I find wonder in being lost in my own maze it might not be accepted by the world out there but it is mine and I will escape to it when needed

Its Just another Shade of Gray

Sometimes we allow ourselves ourselves to fade into the shades of grey and let the tears of our own internal deception hold us back from a very bright and rich future let the gray fade away and let the ever glowing light stay

Off of the road

So I have a strange magnetism for these little landrovers and decided to do a little design with it hope you like it

O got my eye on you . . .

I look through the vandalized widow standing at the door she opens her mouth and inside I can feel her hurt and it make me sore it scolds me as I hear her hearts plea I can feel how she bleeds and I yearn to have ever felt so close to another so loved so endured shared through ages and nothing left but the count of years I feel the pain of worlds and lift up my mind its time to move along your pain is not mine. . .I have forgotten the name of rubbish and lost words for the un-redeemed I have lost contact with the world around me yet I claw back in its not like I have given up or died within I am alive and well and yearn no more as I don't wish to settle old scores nor chase childish dreams its me I have and you and eye sore its the world I live and the life that leads me for new faint heated desires rise in me I got my eye on you. . .its all me. . .

the fire in our hearts keep burning

When there is a little hope there is a little light there is a little grace there is a small glimmer and an even bigger desire it grows and feeds even if you let it sleep it breeds to grow until you cannot contain it any longer. . .until there is nothing inside of you that will hold it back when you take a breath of it it burns right through you  your desire your dream your destiny for ever to be . . .

Schism of drive

united we light the way and divided we find our stay inner divide an all to human sign its the fatal demise of mankind bind the unbind-able hide the unavoidable its the mind that stood the test of it own divide that could relive the kindness and the madness all at the same time control that which is divided and begin to drive that which seems unobtainable the schism of drive the control of your human side. . .

Trapped I need to be encoded

I feel you i want you I want to be with you but I never want to see you feel you or be with you again as the world turns and my light begins to shine yours dim and the world which was yours should be mine and so I entwine for more as I relinquish you as I have more gazing thoughts fear and wonder for what in store as i wish to drown my soul n your eyes . . .Decoded trapped its not safe it not true I wish for what I've always wanted what I've always dreamed about the world is not yours its mine or is it ours in time

Flattened on the Floor

foolish drive and unassailable pleasure as i dream of you I am a man but when I look into those eyes I forget what it was i wanted to do as live flashes away in desire sway away from me for my heart is cold from the past I've just come out of the rain. . .flattened against the door or shall the gray be the floor

lava mold

Some days there is just too much things keeping us from what we can believe so flow like lava don't refuse to reach your full potential no dream is selfish it is a sign of strength if you can harvest your own desires

join the dots

yep just join the dots and join some more dots and then some more and hell why not just some more. . . .

Can you still feel the beat of the drum. . .

Unsung melodies and unbeaten speed the drums of the heart are on their own beat live to your own treasured noise and let the fuel for you life drive you until there is nothing left. . .let it be let the drum beat make you believe let the phases of the rhythm drive into your bones let your soul live . . .

I don't have to like it do I

I have always wanted to do some retro colored work that reminded me of my youth with an almost meaningless outcome to the viewer except for the possible color mismatch well so here it is its my freedom dove flying into a blood red space to deliver my destiny to my heart and the captivation of its route . . .what ever man so that's it I have done a couple for this week so keep checking in each day for some new designs coming up

So let the music move you!

Wow I haven't done a new design for the FW in quite a while so I did a little one for you all and I hope you like it I was merely thinking of some hard bass tracks when I created it and I think it came out quite well have a look and let me know. . .

What a sunset!

Hello wallpaper fans I haven't been very busy on the designing plains for a while but its time I re-engage my love for the weird wacky and insane but for now just another sunset till next time!!

The Bridge to the future, Straight and narrow hard to follow , the bridge to the future so easily missed however known it might be a whisper it might be a dream however it seems tonight tomorrow it will again be the bridge to tomorrow for ever in future I will follow it my bridge to another future another day the sun has risen the nights away bridge to the future don't stay away . . .

Not so much a wallpaper but definitely worth sharing

So i did a photo visit to one of our countries landmarks and this shot just sort off grabbed my attention, its like the light at the end of the tunnel whilst the walls are caving in on us or something like that I hope it touches you too well that's all from me so far May you have a magical New Year with that as well. . .