oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, butContinueContinue reading “A CLEAN SLATE”
Category Archives: dreams
That Happy Poor Girl
“It’s ALL a gift…”
The Mural Dream of a Cool Kid
“I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold…it felt cool…”
Out of the Gutter Art 