The Sirens
Memory is my Siren song blink. I can’t remember very much from my early childhood. Images flash in my mind and I’m hesitant to claim them as memories, unsure whether or not they’re really mine or sponged up from novels, movies or old photobooks. blink. Standing in knee deep swishy grass, an endless sea of [...]
Both hands felt like eyes on a crack in the door
Both hands felt like eyes on a crack in the door, originally uploaded by dwelldeep. This painting was inspired by this Iron & Wine song: Sodom, South Georgia I had never noticed it on the album, but Russ and I got to see them live when we lived in Miami. He sang this song with [...]
empty
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } if you open me up, i’m afraid you’ll findi’m empty, i’m empty inside but where has it gone?where could it hide?i’m empty, i’m empty inside see, i lost my heartthe day he diedi’m empty, [...]
i’m not here.
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } i float through my days, feet never touching the ground. i float down my street, across the town and in my apartment where the ceilings are high, i float way up to the top. [...]
nyc walk
i stopped walking at that moment. thinking about my father and how i always think about him when i smoke – or was it the other way around? it was impossibly hot and humid outside and something about the moment, sitting there in the semi-dark, seemed ripe to get it all on paper… this intangible [...]
new piece and musings
i finally finished a new piece yesterday evening and here it is! i had picked up a book of rilke poems about three weeks ago and immediately started tabbing pages that seemed to inspire a visual. this one was forefront in my mind, so here’s the piece. i posted the english translation from the book [...]