December 2011
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I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything...
– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (via ooshoosh)
Hi there. Follow my personal art + design blog, please, if you’re into that sort of thing- it’s an incomplete aggregate of past, present, future, and in progress work.
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Love lives a dog’s life.
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I put my fist through the door I hate myself for you.
I love you.
Suspicion rules my very soul. My knife is sharp, My thoughts are cold.
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I JUST
stood behind my building for a few minutes (my weak, practically communist era Russian made space heater mystically juiced enough electricity that it blew a fuse in my studio and thus required my venture to the basement) and watched through the large, clean windows of a modern apartment across the alley a family. Inside, a husband, a wife, presumably of each other, and a small baby, presumably...
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