installation for next week's "jurying" at WORK more or less figured out ( Read more... )

dear royal highness ( Read more... )

Swampy Times and The Media Monster ( Read more... )

sincerity ( Read more... )

i am traveling to new york city in one week.

i need it, the change.

because i want to not just plug along like i have been. where is my love?

i am lone wolf like and thoughtless

first gratifying artwork of the school year complete.

three in a row late nights at the art school and its only week two??

but i felt good afterwards. thats for sure.

i am but i only do and dont just be. so then.. am i?

You are not beautiful, exactly.
You are beautiful, inexactly.

istrain.
i strain.
eyes and straining

routine is the comfort of small children and many adults.

i hate walking the same steps so many times.

i truly loathe the box of rituals i have constructed.

i find myself constantly searching the end. i want to like this ride. i want to like this dance.

i want to stop looking for the fucking emerald city

its been me, scumming my trash bags ( Read more... )