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in this we have a self portrait, an artist gone political for three months in support of a candidate with a local art agenda, they lost, of course, but they won envy-green faces, tired throats, bloated eyes and their mouths were raw for months after. aspirations change us from time to time and we embark […]
in this photograph i learned three things: one, she is delicate, two, she is universal, three, we are all one flesh.
you see how cute she is, and how hopeful even though there is very little chance of squeezing free of her frame. this frame is a product of corruption, not the corruption of rust and decay, but thieves who break through and steal, thieves whose relationships and connections get them spots first in line, thieves […]
when i first saw this, i saw a big fish swallowing smaller ones, that’s because i’m used to gobbling things up, others, anything, everything, the younger, the weaker, the less endowed, more profound smaller of us swimmers through life. but the artist told me, the woman beside me, too, that fishes are coming out, fishes […]
this is for all the suffering of the women who save me, ongoing in the present tense, that is save as in every day every day passed every day to come all the every of all the moments of all the times space conceals from us. there have been many, one of whom carried the […]
we live in a world where men are not allowed to cry, or women to be kings. i don’t like this world, i’m a man, and i’m crying now. i cry every day. it seems to be the only thing i’m consistently good at, the only thing that comes easy to me. people say i’m […]