thoughts and documentation of the visual, ephemeral, colorful, sincere, poetic, astrological, astronomic, common, and things related to my artistic practice and research
Monday, December 16, 2013
We go to bed, but we don't sleep too hard.
We
are crying out. We are black cats. We are lucky pennies. We are rotten food. We
are cut zombie legs. We are building a raft. We are the ocean.
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