Tuesday, November 10, 2009


He could hear their distant shrills; their moans and groans, of a city that creaks on rusted hinges. He knew of the carnage below in his city. The long shadows covering what shouldn't be seen. Its streets bathed in the crimson cries of the innocents.

But oh, how the stars shine. No memory of follies past, no reflections of evil beneath. Healed are those deep cuts; muffled are those screams of those you couldn't save. You are beyond the city that imprisoned you. You are free; you are Stargazer.

...and random sketch of a Futuristic Cop


Alex "Toon" Deligiannis said...

Hey man, long time! Thanks for the blog comments. How you been? Glad to see you posting; I like the guy with the lantern down below. Keep it up!!

Tal Moscovici said...

Heeeey Alex, thanks for the comment. It really has been a while. Been pitching some shows around the neighborhood while looking for work. Actually saw your bro a couple of times at Nick. Told him to tell you I said "what's up"; he probably didn't, haha.

You know your Bebop user pic alone puts my entire blog to shame....Thanks for stopping by!