"Motorcycle Women Rebels"- Photo Andrew Paul Kerr Copyright 2014 #andrewpaulkerr #japan #harajuku #tokyo #fashion #women #motorcyle #veils #beauty #dior #fab #artistsontumblr #artistsoninstagram #helmet #models (at Dior 西武渋谷店)
"Dragged down by the stone "- Oil pastel , ink on paper Andrew Paul Kerr Copyright 2014 #japan #andrewpaulkerr #art #ink #collage #fashion #women #artistsontumblr #dogs #pinkfloyd #instadaily
"Your really a cry"- collage Andrew Paul Kerr Copyright 2014 #hellokitty #popart #cry #pinkfloyd #artistsontumblr #andrewpaulkerr #art #fashion #dark #pastel #instadaily #kelvin #modern #women #death
Mixing masturbation with Thai chi what has this world Done to me ? How long will it be until we see the end of eternity ? Our minds are blank slates of ejaculated etymologies that point to empty ejector seats with little hand written signs that read reserved for God, hopstoch across your hairdo here’s to happiness and holy rollers , mixing anal with ambivalence already a knot in our thread that we take to bed , dread is a lonely word made up of half used pixie sticks and kids spit, I never knew how hard you could hit, sometimes when I look at you all I see is me and fuck it’s terrifying , interweaving hand signals like a old black woman who is quaking with the Holy Ghost , make the most of material matter because it’s half life is done before breakfast , laying in a field of dead Kennedy’s i now realize the American dream, serving myself like I deserve a raise I praise the throne from which I rain I ignore the pain and bones on which it is built , we choose to elect positive positions to our sex life as to not to breed half dumb half breeds unfit for societal consumption , mixing reverse cow girl with a dip and a twirl how the fuck are you not my girl , In where and In what world am I your escape route ? APK Japan 2014
Andrew Paul Kerr Copyright 2014
NUMÉRO DEUX (JEAN-LUC GODARD, 1975)
she speaks, a thousand tiny dancing syllables washing around her mouth like a waterfall churning before it falls over the cliff, I stumble trying to catch every drop of every adjective, every ripple of every rhyme, every hydrating moment of happiness, it’s a good thing I grew up listening to water speak or I would have never known how to speak to her. - APK CIRCA 2013 Somewhere in the deep blue yonder.