Matchessssss
there is a story to be told about this picture. (haha)
so last night i couldn't sleep. i sat down on the floor to draw.
there was a box of like 24thousand2billion18hundredand3 matches under my desk,
so i burned one until my fingers almost melted. then wrote on the paper with it. but writing with matches just wasn't enough!
sometimes, when you feel like everything you used to have has been burned away and what you've got now is just the ashes of it, you want to paint with ashes because it only makes sense. i went into the kitchen and came back with a plate and a paper towel. came back into my room, and burned the paper towel on the plate. it took for damn ever for the thing to end up really being ashy. and it was very smokey in my room. i tried to just draw with the ashes, but that didn't work. so i got them wet and they made a nice gray paint. success!
the product is nothing spectacular, but it is inspired.
