Updates: Part 2

Hello again everyone!

I wanted to update on our site here!

Sketchykids.com our custom domain is back!! We are going to be better than ever, centering on our cable access show. We are also enabled for e-commerce so artists will be able to sell their work on our site which will help us bring more value to our creators.

Going forward we will be creating major updates to the site structure to reflect these changes. We’re staying quiet over the summer to focus on recruiting, post-production on Sketchy Kids are Live season 2, and pre-production on Sketchy Kids are Live season 3. Until then we’ll be trickling out content but Fall will have a lot of action!

We are always looking for more artists to join and get their work promoted with us!

Peace and Love!

Updates!

Hello web-space!

We are revamping a few things here at Sketchy Kids. One of the biggest announcements is that we will be shifting many of our efforts to instagram @sketchykids. Yes we are updating with the times and hope to stay relevant to our audience!

One tough choice we recently made was to allow our domain to lapse. We are now found at thesketchykids.wordpress.com. We may renew SketchyKids.com at a date TBA, however the investment was not worth it for our artist community at this time.

We are actively looking for new artists to join our network for free promotion on our new instagram account, facebook page, youtube and cable access show!

We’ll be showing you more very soon!

Back to School

As a grown up

The leaves will change

As old trees fall

 

A temporary escape

Can only be temporary

Summer is fleeting

 

Return to the clockwork

Ticking tocking grinding

Restart the gears

 

I can be more

I will be more

I will do better

 

Poem by Lyonrah

Walking, following my shadow in front of me, 
so capable of holding my dream in your dark complexion, a friend that walks steadily through the line ‘tween what is real and what is dream.

The two kiss,
like an explosion of light
from that one painted street lamp.

What is seeing when it rips the structure asunder piece by piece till what you thought was solitary and enduring becomes nothing more then water flowing?

So like fantasy is this life I breathe, 
where does one end and the other begin, 
the line shrinks from distinction.

Lost at sea in both the real and fantasy, overlaying my beloved notions of Beauty upon the seen. 
I attempt at wholeness, to wholly see another without my ideas strangling them. 
Stand back you defenders, allow for the balance. So hard it is to walk with your head in the clouds as your feet take root in the softening ground. I look to where the two meet and think on the space between my shadow, a dream, and my feet, the concrete.

bounds

the daily crises

blaring screens that screen us in

define our limits so we don’t have to fear

the potential of something greater

to go outside of these bounds holds fear

to stay in holds shame

its a struggle against pay to play

to play and pay and pay and play

pay me to play, play me for pay

release me and stand underneath me

i can be boundless in my soundless screams

a truly beautiful world exists

if only in imagination

Been on Hiatus

Hi to all my lovely readers,

We have been on hiatus for a little while due to some personal issues going on

A more public post about this will come later, for now we are going to try and start pushing out new content soon and please stay tuned!

We are now in March, Spring is coming, things get better!

Peace & Love!