twirl me

(c) illustration by janean lesyk

world's knife

I am a moth’s wing
transparent and thin
anxiously fluttering around
always seeking light
always seeking
but thin and transparent.

I have forgotten to eat soul pie
filled up on fake cake
so hungry for light.

I feel the side of the world’s knife
spreading me thin
until absorbed and unrecognizable
so thin
like a moth’s wing
seeking light.

(c) 2001 painting and poem by janean lesyk

mind lurk

doodle by janean lesyk

pulp/clot

blood doesn't mean much

when it's juice you're after

sip. it. down.

pretend you're friends in laughter

in the end, if you can remember,

it will all settle down

become clear, disaster

i won't be far

but you'll get no reaction

two steps away

i'll go the opposite direction

cause blood is warm

boils to perfection

and juice will spoil

lacks the necessary traction

to keep you from falling off the edge

to keep you from falling off the edge

to keep you from falling off the edge

to keep you from falling off the edge

when you feel the slip
chew the pulp for flavor
it's all you get
the last bit to savor
before the fall
you signed your name on waiver
in juice, not blood
when you denied to save her

new song lyrics

(c) 2009 janean lesyk

teh txt

mustache
eyelash
i don't want just half

(c) janean lesyk

weekend colors

i got inspired by this color combination. totally fresh.

vintage healing

my bandaids are still



dear you, fly me away



growing pains


my dear friend, walter, and i collaborated on this photoshoot.
these are a few from the collection.
they are feminine, honest and calm.
and i feel a bit lighter having shared my healing process.

photos (c) 2009 walter pinkney photography

c'est tres chouette ...

poster design by janean lesyk

go deep

mural design (c) 2008 janean lesyk

blue flame

i’m a torch carrier
it’s just who i am
i’m holding one for you
as long as i can
but the time will soon come
for me to need rest
it is hard out here alone
i’m giving you my best

This is your last chance.

i’m a torch carrier
within reason, i say
this reason is clear
i want you to stay
but time is running out
i want to protest!
WARNING: i will checkout
i will digress

This is your last chance.

im holding a torch
- it is for you -
there isn’t much light
the flame is now blue

poem (c) 2009 janean lesyk

photograph (c) cig harvey

it's a pattern

designs by janean lesyk

h a i k U

faces fade away
like names, days and black t-shirts
you, i remember

it's all in the details

my brother's licence plate reads PRECISE
and i smile each time i see it.
during the week, he is an engineer
but on the weekend he details cars.
he is passionate, dedicated and, well, precise.

logo by janean lesyk

to be continued ...

( i heart my friends. if only all of them could fit in one photobooth...)