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so tomorrow is the catonsville high artshow at bloomsbury. my altered book (pictures later) with
I’m barely breaking through
The pediatric view
But I’m well on my way
The lines are less defined
I’ve come to find I’m blind
My eyes were never open
I’m hanging onto your heals
Pulling for a step back
Now I know how it feels
To slide through a crack
Trying to gain the higher ground
With frantic repetition
The walls are tall and round
a frequent falling condition
and this
and maybe even my painting of this picture
are going to be in it, but im not sure about the self portrait one. how exciting right? hopefully becky and i will finally be able to get to killer trash before it closes and hopefully john will join me at the show so i wont be strolling along all by myself.
I’m barely breaking through
The pediatric view
But I’m well on my way
The lines are less defined
I’ve come to find I’m blind
My eyes were never open
I’m hanging onto your heals
Pulling for a step back
Now I know how it feels
To slide through a crack
Trying to gain the higher ground
With frantic repetition
The walls are tall and round
a frequent falling condition
and this
and maybe even my painting of this picture
are going to be in it, but im not sure about the self portrait one. how exciting right? hopefully becky and i will finally be able to get to killer trash before it closes and hopefully john will join me at the show so i wont be strolling along all by myself.