With its deafening dazzle and blinding hubbub. Always too much going on. I used to want to escape it. Find a quiet tree house somewhere.. Now I embrace it. I didn’t know if I wanted this piece to hang like this: Because I like to tease the city as much as I like to love […]Read more "Big City"
Welcome to stirred slumbers and absent numbers to mental hunger and boundless blunders Hello from serene anger and aggressive wonders from going under and aging younger May you find stumping stunners and peaceful thunders innocence turned vulgar turned honey no longer Where walkers become runners and mortality lingers come fall from summers and spring from […]Read more "Welcome"