more paintings
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
i like noticing new avenues for drawing in my piles.
last night's dream sentence: do you make yellow noise the last time you had these father's?
surging through my open windows is the sound of a home schooled boy blowing the fuck out of his plastic recorder. just another witness to time as i acknowledge it is his turn now.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013
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