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Welcome to my blog!

Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

Dylan McAmmond
En Vogue Photography

"That's really the only thing that matters to me, is that I make art for a living. And if I make art for a living... I win."

Author Archives: Dylan


When I’m bored I shoot myself.

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01.22.12 – The day no one needed to know

Too often, man is forwards looking before he learns to see his past is beautiful. I’ve slowly separated from the now like roots withdrawing from the soil; the sun buzzes like an old fluorescent bulb overhead and its pale light makes me ache for depth and shadows. Too early I’ve reached the eventually when complexity abandons everyone and simplicity starts […]

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Rework – #1

Going to start re-editing old images from 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011 – just for fun.

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Thе walls hаd grown familiar tо him. Hе lived іn thіѕ place. White, bleached lооkіng walls wіth аn incomplete paint job revealing they’d taped thе corners аnd creases but nеvеr hand-painted thеm whеn done. A pumped оut piece оf work fоr аn assembly line оf souls tо live іn cheaply, but ѕtіll over-priced. Hе sipped […]

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people watching

“If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose” Denial is my only freedom & I’m roaming far from here. I could build you a place of grandeur and elegance where the victorian windows display the sunlight kindly, the sea below roaring beneath us a twisting string of pain & betrayal. Jagged […]

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now our house is ice and the ceiling’s gone

Obsessed with Charles Bukowski lately: “For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a […]

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dogs and angels are not very far apart

“How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the […]

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The captain is out to lunch and the sailors have taken over the ship

Respect became a serpent – the master of each breath yet with every gift tightening its hold until the world turned the gray of ambition.  A fire runs through these veins, infection springing like sunrise from a wound that we’ve lost sight of. Answers without questions and predetermined outcomes coat the ground like snow. Out my window I hear connections; like an apparition taking familiar shape, like the […]

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time taught me how to see every second as heaven even though they’re perfectly disguised as hell

“When I first got into magic, it was an underground phenomenon. Now everybody’s like, “Pick a card, any card.”” Listening to echoes that have journeyed to the start and back and fill me with visions like sonar through time. Memories you find littering the path before you, proving for a moment you are walking in circles. But second chances are always a blessing, and this time […]

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i see something in nothingness if you could picture this

“I am the maniac, I am the fool – I found a monster in me when I lost my cool. It lives inside of me, eating whats in its way – put black spray paint on my windows during the day. I wanna spend time with it, I think I’m losing it. . . or I found it and I’m using […]

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I eat my words, they taste like dirt.

“I’ve decided to take destiny into my own hands, you probably can’t understand. For me life was bland and I have this constant hollow feeling. Days are cold, dark and filled with sorrow. Raining clouds from under my ceiling, dealing with it all, would take a person very strong. By the time you hear this […]

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bad habits make for good memories

“Agony is truth, its our connection to the living. I accept it as perfection and keep on existing in the now” You let fall delicate patterns familiar and archaic pouring candle wax on canvas in equidistant fragments of mosaic your eyes remind me of the milky way galaxy and if I could I’d mold every fraction of infinity together to form […]

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