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Some new collages.


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I can't help but feel like I'm doing something horribly wrong. I want to do these things, move in certain directions but it all seems so unattainable. I don't know where to focus my energy, and hardly feel like I have the resources to do the things anyway. So I just keep puttering away, going from one frivolous thing to another in hopes that one ( Read more... )

I think I live my life in a story.

I sold one of my artworks today! I'd had a couple up at work and a guy bought one! It was pretty cheap, but it's the principle of the thing! It's collage of "Anubis" that I made.... super exciting to me....

This is something I made about a girl I once knew named Julia.


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Since about a month ago, Danny has been writing a short film script for his friend to make. It's about the serial killer and rapist Ted Bundy. When he started doing research and writing it, the subject affected him more than he had anticipated. He was thinking about and re-experiencing murders through his writing and it began to get to him in ( Read more... )

A middle aged lady who's a regular customer at the cafe (very nice lady) said to me, "I was talking to my daughter about you the other day. You are so cute, do you have a girlfriend ( Read more... )

The loss of a life and the loss of a distant icon of some kind of simple childhood innocence. The world can be a nightmare. People can behave with so much evil it's unbelievable. And scary. Things can be so fucked up and I've only ever scraped the top. But is that what's important to remember?

The white hallways seemed to never end as the Doctor walked past the patients scattered throughout the hospital. He got to the room he was looking for. As he opened the door, light leaked into the black room. Once he closed the door behind him, the room was a dark and cavernous except another stream of light forcing itself in through a small ( Read more... )