The straight and narrow

This is an illustration for a poetry competition at Uni. It's not my best drawing, but I like the concept behind the drawing and you never know, if you dont enter you have no chance of winning so *fingers crossed!*

Heres the poem..

When the tall and bearded careers advisor
set up his stall and his slide projector,

something clicked. There on the silver screen,
like a photograph of the human soul,

the X-ray plate of the ten-year-old girl
who swallowed a toy. Shadows and shapes,

mercury tinted lungs and a tin foil heart,
alloy organs and tubes, but bottom left,

the caught-on-camera lightning strike
of the metal car: like a neon bone,

some classic roadster with an open top,
and a man at the wheel in goggles and cap,

motoring on through deep, internal dark.

The clouds opened up; we were leaving the past,

drawn by a star that had risen inside us,

some as astronauts, and some as taxi drivers.

poetic drawings

...from the other night, definately going to colour.. maybe on photoshop :)

 'Safety pins stuck in her tangled hair,
and black that stains her eyes,
a pendant hung so carelessly,
a look that does not lie.'

'The silent ballerina, she hears no music and while she stares confusingly at you.. she wonders why you are dancing to no sound.'